Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He suddenly frowned.

F*ck! Third Yan had taught him the wrong thing.

Third Yan was always so brazen and shameless and no one could win him.

Su Yue didn't have any clothes to change into, so she laid on the couch to complete her work.

When she finished, the sky had turned dark.

She looked rather dejected.

"Why aren't both of them back yet?"

Su Yue muttered to herself as she stood up. She strode towards the windows.

Ming Ansheng had brought Xiaojiao downstairs. There were facilities built for children and the elderly.

Xiaojiao went after she woke up from her nap, and she pestered Ming Ansheng to bring her again.

"How could they not be back?" Su Yue grumbled to herself as she drew the curtains.

She turned back around as she wanted to look for Xiaojiao and Ming Ansheng. The door opened at the moment.

Xiaojiao's voice broke the silence.

"Is it like a big airplane?"

Ming Ansheng carried Xiaojiao, and she had her arms raised, as though she was mimicking something. Anticipation was displayed on her face.

Ming Ansheng raised his eyebrows. "You will know when you see it."

Xiaojiao nodded and said, "Okay!"

What were they talking about? What airplane? Su Yue was a little curious and she frowned. "Why are you so late?"

She sounded as though she was chiding them.

It was chilly outside, and Xiaojiao was still recovering.

She couldn't take the cold.

"Mommy, I want the Ferris wheel. Uncle will bring us there." Su Xiaojiao glanced at Su Yue with an excited expression.

She stretched both hands and hugged Ming Ansheng's neck, as though she was trying to please him.

Incredibly, Su Yue felt jealous when she did that.

This traitor had fraternized with the enemy so easily.

"Go wash up. Mommy will read you a story." She stretched her hands towards the lass.

Xiaojiao wrapped her arms around Ming Ansheng tightly. "I want Uncle."

Su Yue was speechless…

Was she about to get kicked out?

When Ming Ansheng saw Su Yue's expression hardening, his delight and glee were indescribable. He almost exploded in laughter.

"Okay, I'll read to you after you wash up." Ming Ansheng gave her a kiss on the cheek.

As though he was flaunting.

He carried Xiaojiao to the bathroom.

Su Yue glared gloomily at the towering figure. She couldn't take it lying down.

It had barely been a few months and Xiaojiao seemed to have forgotten about Jiao Chen. She was completely won over by Ming Ansheng.

"Ha ha ha…"

The bathroom door wasn't shut properly. Xiaojiao's tinkling laughter interrupted her thoughts.

What were they doing inside? And she sounded so happy.

Su Yue frowned and walked towards the bathroom. She pushed the door gently.

Ming Ansheng was putting soap on her hands.

The girl was afraid of being tickled so she roared with laughter.

Then he washed her face. Droplets of water dripped from her face and her curly hair got stuck to the sides of her face. Her eyes were twinkling like crescents.

Her laughter was really… pleasant.

Su Yue didn't make a sound and leaned against the frame. She peeked through the gap as she gazed at the… father and daughter.