Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She glanced at the screen anxiously, and the name ‘Yan Rusheng’ appeared. She answered immediately.
Without waiting for him to speak, she began lecturing him, “Yan Rusheng, where are you? Why did you take a taxi when you’re drunk? Do you know how dangerous it can be at night—”
She hadn’t finished talking when Yan Rusheng interrupted her, “Wife…”
The familiar—and drunk-sounding—deep voice softened her heart in an instant when she heard him addressing her as ‘wife’.
Xuxu couldn’t bear to continue berating him and spoke gently instead. “Have you… reached the house?”
There was a long pause…
The lack of response made Xuxu anxious. “Hello? Yan Rusheng… Hello…?”
After several attempts to get a reply from him, she stopped when she heard his deep breathing sounds.
She knitted her eyebrows and called out for him once more.
Just as she was about to hang up and call the house again, the butler’s voice sounded from the other line. “Miss, it’s me. Third Young Master has just arrived home, and he has already fallen asleep.”
“…” Xuxu heaved a sigh of relief. “I got it. Please carry him back to the bedroom.”
She hung up, and a wave of exhaustion seemed to envelop her in a rush. She propped her elbow against the window and began rubbing her forehead gently.
The taxi driver spoke up in front, “I heard rumors saying that Third Young Master and his wife are rather aloof and cold?”
He seemed to decide that they weren’t like the rumors had described.
Xuxu twitched her mouth silently…
She knew that she’d lost control of herself just now. She lowered her head awkwardly and gave a soft chuckle.
But she really didn’t think that she was aloof; in fact, she was very agreeable.
She had no idea how those rumors started.
Suddenly, the taxi driver interrupted the silence. “Actually, the world isn’t such a bad place. Usually, those articles report the taxi drivers as the victims.”
Xuxu was dumbfounded…
This uncle is really quite petty!
She was only venting her frustration just now!
…
By the time Xuxu got home, it was almost midnight, and she went up to the room promptly.
She recently moved her belongings back to Yan Rusheng’s bedroom. The stench of alcohol assailed her nose the moment she stepped in.
She frowned and used her hand to disperse the smell in front of her nose before stepping inside.
Yan Rusheng was sprawled on the bed and hugging a pillow. He hadn’t removed his shirt, and he looked… charmingly innocent.
Xuxu was half-exasperated, half-amused by him, and she shook her head helplessly.
She walked over and stared at Yan Rusheng. With a sigh, she murmured, “You really made me worry.”
She bent down and used all her strength to flip Yan Rusheng over.
Then she began unbuttoning his shirt, gradually revealing his muscular chest. His fair skin was slightly red due to the alcohol.
The sight was too alluring.
Xuxu watched as his chest moved with every breath he took, and her face turned red as well.
After unbuttoning his shirt, she removed his belt and started removing his pants.
This was her first time removing his clothes. She had no choice, but still, she felt rather bashful.
She covered him with the blanket.
As she prepared to get off the bed, she glanced casually at Yan Rusheng and her gaze landed on his lips; red and parched as a result of the alcohol.
