Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

It was time for the exchanging of rings. It dawned on Su Yue that she had missed the couple saying their ‘I do’s’ .

She was stunned for a moment. Ming Ansheng reminded, “The rings.”

Then she came to her senses and hastily brought the rings over.

Ming Ansheng followed her to the stage, each of them carrying a tray in their hands.

The four outstanding individuals on the stage made everything around them plain and ordinary in comparison.

Even the prettiest of flowers seemed dull.

They looked like princes and princesses in a fairytale. It was perfect.

“Is that the little princess of the Yan family, Su Yue?”

“I think so.”

“Who’s child is that?”

“Who knows?”

The guests downstage discussed in hushed voices.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Xuxu and Yan Rusheng had exchanged their rings.

Yan Rusheng smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her towards him, her soft body pressed tightly to his. Then he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

“Xiaojiao, go down now.”

Xiaojiao had come onstage for a while, but Su Yue only noticed when she felt someone pulling her dress. She looked down and saw the little lass.

Frustrated, she frowned.

But the little one continued staring at her innocently, pointing at the balloon beside the ten-layered cake. “Mommy, I want the balloon.”

Su Yue was speechless…

What was happening?

A mini segment?

All of their attention was on the chubby little girl.

Su Yue pulled Xiaojiao’s hand off her skirt and bent over to warn her, “Don’t talk. Go down now.”

Ming Ansheng looked down at them. Su Yue’s dress wasn’t long, so it revealed a little too much when she bent over.

He frowned, turned around, and walked over. He bent over, grabbed Su Yue’s elbow and forced her back straight. Then he bent even lower and scooped Xiaojiao into his arms. He then carried her off the stage.

He ignored her protests and carried her in a seasoned way.

Su Yue opened her mouth to call out to him, but she decided not to when she considered the situation she was in.

She was still needed in the next segment. She had to stay on stage.

Ming Ansheng carried Xiaojiao downstage. When he reached the table where all their childhood friends were seated, he found an empty seat and sat her down on it. Then he whispered into her ear, “Don’t go on stage anymore. There will be many chicken wings and sweets later. Wait here obediently, okay?”

When she heard that there’d be sweets and chicken wings, the little lass happily nodded. “Okay. Xiaojiao won’t go.”

She smiled beautifully and her bright eyes crinkled.

Ming Ansheng’s heart melted once again at the sight. She was so cute and obedient…

He fell into a reverie for two seconds before realizing that he had a job to do. Then he said to the rest, “Watch over her.”

He then turned around and walked upstage.

Su Yue was on stage, but her gaze repeatedly flitted over at Xiaojiao.

The little lass was hyper. She couldn’t stay still for two minutes, and it worried Su Yue that she would run over again or run around elsewhere.

But after repeated glances, the little one still sat there, unmoving. She was like an adult, eyes glued to the stage with her full attention.

As though she understood what was going on.

She frowned, wondering what Ming Ansheng had told Xiaojiao earlier that made the little one so obedient.

Never before had this happened…