Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

You Can Look At Me In Any Way You Like



You Can Look At Me In Any Way You Like

Deciding not to disturb her, he crossed his arms to observe how focused and serious she was while she worked. He leaned on the door frame, waiting for her to notice him.     

This was the first time he'd watched her so patiently and quietly from behind as she completed her work. To his surprise, he found it thoroughly enjoyable.     

He realized that he was always fierce, impatient, and stern towards her. How he regretted his past actions upon reflection.     

Xuxu finally stopped typing and stared at the screen. She heaved a heavy sigh of relief and mumbled to herself. "At last, it's done."     

She stretched out her hand to reach for her cup and began poring over the document she had just finished.     

Suddenly, she sensed someone staring at her, and she paused.     

Yan Rusheng knew that she was aware of his presence and spoke up, "Wen Xuxu, go get ready and accompany me to a social event."     

He strode across the room towards Xuxu.     

Xuxu turned to look at him, slightly puzzled. "But you have nothing in your schedule today."     

"I just added it." Yan Rusheng gave a curt reply as he leaned against the wall next to her desk.     

Xuxu agreed with an equally curt response before she saved the document. Then she hastily tidied her stuff and then grabbed her bag. "I'm ready."     

Today, she wore a white, mid-sleeved chiffon shirt and paired it with the orange jacket she had bought with Zhou Shuang. She wore a pair of black pencil pants and a pair of flats in the same color. Her clothes were comfortable and stylish; suitable for any occasion.     

But Young Master Yan scanned her outfit and raised his eyebrows. "Change into another outfit."     

"What's wrong with my outfit?" Xuxu frowned. "Even if I wanted to, I don't have any clothes here."     

She had always taken into consideration that she might have to accompany him to an event in the evening. Therefore, she always tried to spend some time coordinating her outfits so that it was formal enough for different occasions.     

"Follow me." Yan Rusheng pulled Xuxu by her wrist and walked towards his office. He opened the door and headed straight for his bedroom.     

"Why are you taking me to your bedroom?" She had been tormented for the past two nights, and she was instinctively enveloped with fear the moment she saw the bed. The first thought on her mind was to protest.     

Her fear and anxiety were apparent to Yan Rusheng. "Don't worry, we're rushing for time right now. If you want it, I'll make sure you're completely satisfied when we get home tonight."     

Wen Xuxu was speechless…     

Is this the same Yan Rusheng I used to know? Was his brain invaded by worms these past two days? Why can't he stop talking about doing it lately?     

But his assurance meant she could rest easy for now, and she went into the room with him.     

Yan Rusheng relinquished his grip on her hand and opened his wardrobe. He took out two outfits and threw them on the bed. "Change."     

He began to unbutton his shirt.     

Xuxu stared at the clothes he'd just taken out, her mouth slightly agape. Aren't these… the couple outfits they had customized at the shop some time ago?     

It had slipped her mind, and she had completely forgotten about the clothes until he brought them out today.     

By then, Yan Rusheng had already undressed, and Xuxu saw his buff body the second she raised her head. Her face started burning.     

She stared at him for a few seconds before averting her eyes hastily.     

Yan Rusheng put on the shirt and started leisurely buttoning it up. Looking playfully at Xuxu, he remarked, "Every part of my body is yours now. You can look in any way you like, so what's there to be embarrassed about?"     


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