Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

After being carried out of the banquet hall like a criminal, Lu Yinan’s opportunity for revenge finally came. He mocked, “Yan Rusheng, whenever it comes to Xuxu, your IQ and EQ becomes negative.”

“Enough of your nonsense. Scram!” Young Master Yan hollered in frustration.

The main reason for his frustration was Jiang Zhuoheng. How could he be so foolish and embarrassed in front of his love rival?

Lu Yinan nodded obediently. “I’ll scram then.”

He then turned to leave, but Yan Rusheng grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “Lu Yinan, come back here.”

He pulled him forcefully and yanked him back. He pinned him against the wall and faced him.

To onlookers, it seemed like a passionate scene.

Young Master Lu stared at the three fellows surrounding him. He felt like he was back in school, pinned to a wall by stronger students for protection fees.

They outnumbered him, and he couldn’t beat them with strength.

He leaned against the wall and stared at Yan Rusheng impatiently. “What exactly do you want? I still have many guests to greet.”

Before Yan Rusheng could reply, Ming Ansheng said, “Why are you acting? All of them are your family members. Why do you need to greet them?”

Yan Rusheng added, “You mobilized all of us to watch you propose?”

Even Young Master Jiang, who preferred standing by the sidelines, piped up. “Speaking about this, I’m the one who should be the most annoyed.”

He was buried in work, working through the night in Jincheng, yet this Lu Yinan called him back to watch him propose? He even threatened to cut off all ties with him!

He thought that something huge had happened so he rushed all the way back.

Young Master Lu became disheartened when he saw their faces. He frowned. “How is proposing a small matter?”

The more people that attended showcased his sincerity. Besides, Zhou Shuang wouldn’t make things difficult for him in front of so many guests. She’d definitely agree.

In actual fact, he just wanted them to witness his successful proposal.

Ming Ansheng rolled his eyes. “What proposal? You made it seem like a wedding. When the time comes, how are you going to stir up a bigger sensation than this?”

Lu Yinan replied, “I want to be on the international headlines when I get married.”

“Shameless! You’re ruining our male reputation,” Yan Rusheng scolded. “You’ve been subdued by that hooligan.”

Lu Yinan smirked. “Ha ha. What right do you have to say that about me? Who was the one who hated Wen Xuxu at a young age? Who said that her nose and eyebrows were ugly?”

Then he turned to Ming Ansheng with a mocking smile. “And you, even worse. We’re not even on the same level.”

These fellows, which of them wasn’t their wife’s slave? How dare they look down on him? Unbelievable!

Yan Rusheng tilted his chin up. “Can your Hooligan be compared to my Wen Xuxu?”

Wen Xuxu was his goddess, his queen, his princess, his one and only…

Lu Yinan became indignant. “Does your Wen Xuxu have an extra eyebrow or an extra eye? Huh?”