Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Chapter 1887: I’m Sorry, You’re the Only One I Will Love in This Lifetime (Part Five)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

What lousy tiles were this? What the heck!

He had no consecutive tiles at all.

The atmosphere stilled and Lu Yinan found it unusual. He patted Zhou Shuang’s shoulder and reminded softly, “Wife, let’s end it here. The volcano is about to erupt.”

If they went overboard, they would suffer the brunt of his wrath.

Zhou Shuang felt the same way. She gave him a smacking kiss on the cheek to break the silence.

“Tsk. Sister Hooligan, you’re so unreserved,” Su Yue commented.

Zhou Shuang blushed slightly, but she still held her head high. “Please continue.”

She waved at them.

Yan Rusheng’s expression was still hard. But he ignored the couple’s intentions to sow discord and let Xuxu off the hook temporarily.

He had plenty of time in the future… and at night…

Yan Rusheng drew a tile that he didn’t need, so he discarded it.

“What did you ask them?” Su Yue inquired as she slumped on Ming Ansheng’s shoulders.

Zhou Shuang replied, “They chose to drink. Look at your man. His face is red.”

She smugly pointed at the three men.

Evidently, she was on a winning streak.

Young Master Yan gave her a dirty look. “Leave and let Lu Yinan play.”

Ming Ansheng added, “Lu Yinan, are you a man?”

However, this tactic didn’t work on Young Master Lu.

He smiled coldly. “Ha, you don’t need to know if I’m a man, and I have no obligation to prove it to you.”

Then he hugged Zhou Shuang’s waist, which seemed to say: As long as my wife knows and admits that I’m a man.

Ming Ansheng gave him a dirty look. “Useless!”

“My apologies, I’ve won.”

During their exchange, they had completed one round of turns. Jiang Zhuoheng placed the tile which he had just drawn onto the table and declared his victory.

He casually revealed his tiles.

Zhou Shuang shrieked. “Oh, my goodness!”

Then she looked at the other two and said, “Everyone has to answer a question, and drink one glass.”

As if she was the only one who knew the game rules. Yan Rusheng and Ming Ansheng rolled their eyes at her and ignored her.

“What do you want to ask?” Jiang Zhuoheng smiled as he asked Xuxu.

This fellow, why was he asking his wife? Yan Rusheng frowned in frustration and pulled Xuxu to his side. He replied, “Nothing.”

He looked at him with a face of hostility.

“Zhou Shuang, do you think that Lu Yinan is a man?”

Xuxu asked on behalf of Jiang Zhuoheng.

Zhou Shuang replied without hesitation. “Of course he is.”

Then she was about to pick up the glass of alcohol when Lu Yinan snatched it from her. “I’ll do it.”

He tilted his head up and finished it in one gulp.

“Tsk tsk tsk”. Ming Ansheng shook his head and mocked, “The power of love.”

Xuxu added, “If it were poison instead, I wonder if you’d fight to drink it on her behalf.”

She paused as she glanced at Lu Yinan. Then she smiled and continued, “I predict that in such a situation, you’d choose to give up your wife’s life to spare your own.”

Her words were filled with hidden meaning, but only Zhou Shuang understood.