Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Young Master Lu ended the call and glared at Yan Rusheng, who was standing before him.
This fellow! So he knew that he was standing there all along.
No wonder that hooligan called him pretentious. He was good at pretending.
Yan Rusheng had long legs, so he followed after Xuxu and the others easily. He was looking around.
Zhou Shuang had brought a chauffeur.
The chauffeur saw them coming over and hurriedly went to help them with their baggage. Yan Rusheng was used to this kind of service, so he let the chauffeur take over and walked over to the front passenger seat, opening the door and getting into the car.
The car was spacious.
Xuxu sat together with Zhou Shuang. Her gaze kept flitting over to her tummy.
“Did Lu Yinan contact you recently?” Xuxu asked, tearing her gaze away from Zhou Shuang’s belly.
Zhou Shuang wasn’t as agitated at the mention of Lu Yinan as before. She calmly nodded. “Yes. He calls me every day.”
Every day? He had a chance then. Xuxu smiled. “So you guys are progressing well?”
“Indeed.” Zhou Shuang rolled her eyes. She then snarled, “He’s having great progress with my mother.”
Xuxu knew what she was getting at.
She thought about it. Indeed, how could she forgive Lu Yinan so easily?
But Xuxu now saw Lu Yinan in a new light. She didn’t expect him to be so patient, calling her every day, and getting to know her mother. It was a rare sight.
The whole gang was as proud as peacocks. Currying favor with others… wasn’t something they were good at.
“Your belly is getting bigger. If Lu Yinan is sincere about you, you should give him a good consideration,” Xuxu persuaded. “Love can be nurtured. It won’t matter as much after marriage and having children.”
She advised Zhou Shuang from experience.
‘It won’t matter as much after marriage and having children?’
Young Master Yan was unhappy when he heard his wife’s words. So she was saying that her love for him had faded and wasn’t as strong as before?
All of this was because of the children.
“Yan Rusheng, I heard that you’re a super dad now?”
Young Master Yan was looking out the window—depressed—when she asked.
Her tone was obviously mocking and sarcastic.
Yan Rusheng turned around to face her. With an expression void on his face, he said, “Of course not. How would I?”
Even if he was, he wouldn’t admit it to this female hooligan and give her something to laugh about.
“You can continue pretending,” Zhou Shuang mocked. “Preparing formula milk, washing diapers, bathing the children, putting them to sleep—it seems like you’re good at all of this.”
Yan Rusheng glanced askew at her and coolly said, “You should be more worried about yourself.”
‘Preparing formula milk, washing diapers, bathing the children, putting them to sleep…’
He didn’t realize that he knew so much.
As he thought about it, he wasn’t actually embarrassed. Those were his own children for goodness’ sake. What was there to be embarrassed about?
But in front of Zhou Shuang, he had to stick to the agreement.
Zhou Shuang snorted in satisfaction. “I’m doing very well.”
