Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

She glanced at Yan Wenxin and anxiously asked, “Wenxin, you mean… Xiaojiao drank wine yesterday?”

Yan Wenxin nodded several times.

Su Yue probed, “Yanyan made her drink it?”

She gripped the edges of the table so tightly that her fingers went white.

Yan Wenxin continued to nod as she murmured.

‘Ming Ansheng! She is only three years old. How can you be so despicable…’

Su Yue froze at the revelation.

Xuxu noticed that she didn’t look too well, so she asked, “Yueyue, what’s wrong?”

“I’m…” Su Yue smiled to dismiss her worries. She inhaled deeply to calm herself down and began to eat her breakfast.

Anyway, they wouldn’t have anything to do with each other. It wouldn’t matter if there were any misunderstandings.

After breakfast, Su Yue left Xiaojiao with Xuxu, and she brought their suitcases to Su Yan’s place.

It was Su Yan’s old apartment. Su Yan had moved into a new one that was nearer to the company; hence, the old one was vacant.

Before Su Yue came back, Su Yan already got someone to tidy up the place and change the bedsheets.

Su Yue only brought a few belongings with her since she still had to take care of Xiaojiao. Jiao Chen would settle the rest of their stuff.

It was almost lunch that she finished unpacking.

Su Yue stood at the French windows to admire the scenery outside. It was May, and the capital city seemed to welcome the warm weather. The sky was blue with fluffy white clouds.

A light breeze rippled the curtains and ruffled her hair. Some strands of hair stuck to her face but she ignored it.

Her bright black eyes were staring pensively into the distance. She was in a reverie.

She couldn’t understand why every time it was quiet around her, her heart would throb with a kind of… indescribable feeling.

It seemed like sorrow.

But she couldn’t understand it. She simply felt that something was drifting away from her.

Her phone vibrated with a text notification.

It ended Su Yue’s reverie, and she withdrew her gaze. She sighed helplessly to herself.

She bent her head and turned around.

She walked towards the couch and bent her back to pick up her phone.

Jiao Chen texted her.

‘Susu, it’s time for lunch. Did you bring Xiaojiao out to play today?’

Although it was merely a text, Jiao Chen had cheered her up. That trace of unknown sorrow vanished, and she began typing with a smile.

‘I’m unpacking in our new house, so I don’t have time to bring her out. We’ll wait for you.’

Jiao Chen replied, ‘Yeah, sure!’

It seemed like he was making a promise.

Su Yue smiled and replied, ‘Silly.’

They exchanged a few more texts before Jiao Chen urged Su Yue to have her lunch.

Su Yue went out for lunch. The buildings and shops didn’t change much in these four years.

She wasn’t hungry so she decided to take a stroll.

Besides, the weather was fine.

The area was more bustling as compared to others.

Su Yue took a walk without a destination in mind. And as she walked, she mulled over the events and memories that took place four years ago.

She couldn’t help but feel melancholic.

It had been four years, but everything seemed to have happened just yesterday.

But she had indeed given birth to Xiaojiao and lived with Jiao Chen for the past four years.

An abrupt loud sound jolted her from her memories.