Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Wen Xuxu nodded. "Mm."

"If you hadn't mentioned the Yans, I would've forgotten about it." The old man in the wheelchair lifted his head and lectured her. "What's going on with you and Third Yan? These rumors are getting out of control. Ah Heng is kind and gracious enough to overlook it, but you have to take note as well."

"Grandfather, this is all a misunderstanding."

Xuxu lightly brushed aside the topic of her and Yan Rusheng.

Then she turned towards Jiang Zhuoheng. "Ah Heng, can I trouble you to take care of Grandfather for a while? I'll be back soon."

Jiang Zhuoheng replied, "Let me send you there after I bring Grandfather upstairs."

Xuxu declined his offer. "It's alright, I'll go by myself."

"Don't say no. Just let Ah Heng send you there," Old Wen chided her once more. "If certain matters need to be set right, do it properly. I hate it when young people are indecisive when handling their issues."

After he said his piece, he turned his wheelchair around and was about to leave.

Xuxu was slightly shocked to see him flaring up. Grandfather was really angry this time.

He'd always been jovial and cheerful from what she remembered. It had been many years since he got mad at her.

She couldn't understand why Grandfather was furious. But she always felt that he didn't like Yan Rusheng very much. And he preferred that she wouldn't entangle herself with him romantically.

The previous time she had a scandal with Yan Rusheng, he chided her when she went to his place for dinner. But he still had a smile on his face.

The old man turned again and moved his wheelchair by himself.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhuoheng grabbed the handles of his wheelchair. "Grandfather, where are you going?"

"I'm going back to the clinic!" he snapped gloomily as he grabbed the wheels of the wheelchair, about to continue forward.

"Grandfather, don't be mad anymore." Xuxu turned around and looked at him. "I'm not going there anymore. Let's go home."

After saying this, she grabbed the wheelchair and said again, "I'm not going."

The old man grunted in satisfaction and his expression softened.

After they got home, Jiang Zhuoheng played chess with him while Xuxu ate breakfast.

The breakfast spread included food that both she and her grandfather liked to eat. She pressed her lips together, and she grew melancholic.

Jiang Zhuoheng had brought over the food from his house, and he had clearly chosen them with care.

"This doesn't count. I was distracted by other matters on my mind, and I didn't focus."

The old man was shamelessly trying to wriggle his way out from losing the game.

Xuxu turned and saw the old man's bright smile… it was from his heart.

Then she looked at Jiang Zhuoheng who wore a helpless smile.

…

"Ah Heng, let's go to the supermarket. The fridge is almost empty."

After Xuxu finished her breakfast and cleared away everything, she walked to the sofa and spoke to Jiang Zhuoheng.

Jiang Zhuoheng heard her and agreed without any hesitation. "Alright, Let's bring Grandfather along."

He had barely finished when the old man declined. "I want to take a nap. You two go on ahead."

He waved his hands and pushed his wheelchair back to his room.

"Let me help you to your bed then."

Jiang Zhuoheng rose to accompany him inside. Xuxu came out from her room, and they met up in the living room.

Jiang Zhuoheng's eyes swept over her briefly; she wore a light gray loose top with a pair of black pencil pants. Her hair was tied up.

It was different from what she wore earlier, and it made her look even more petite.

"Let's go." Xuxu walked over and linked her arm around Jiang Zhuoheng's arm naturally.