After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 2271: Chapter 2275: Dare to Disobey Your Husband

”Fake and false, refuse!” Xu Xia lightly gasped as she pushed Leng Zirui away, ”Go take a shower, the water will get cold soon.”

Knowing he didn’t have time to waste, Leng Zirui turned and walked into the bathroom, undressing and showering.

A moment later, when he came out wrapped in a towel, Xu Xia had already prepared his clothes, neatly laid out on the bed.

Leng Zirui glanced at the waterproof watch on his wrist, avoiding further entanglement with her as he quickly put on his clothes. Xu Xia stood aside with her face turned, and when she saw him finish putting on his pants, she walked over to help him tidy his shirt and tie.

Since they were attending a funeral, Leng Zirui had specially prepared a black suit.

”Handsome, right?!” He asked with a smile.

”Vain.” Xu Xia retorted with a roll of her eyes, though she couldn’t help but admit inwardly that her husband was a born clothes horse, looking good in anything he wore.

Black suit, white shirt, black tie—the simplest black and white combination. Leng Zirui’s body was naturally an ideal inverted triangle shape, making him look strikingly handsome in such a suit.

Moreover, his lazy aura ensured he was never overshadowed by the clothes, no matter what he wore.

This was the one and only Leng Zirui.

This man was hers!

Thinking of this, Xu Xia felt both fortunate and proud.

Outside the door, footsteps approached, followed by a knock as Ah Ke’s voice sounded from outside.

”Sir, we should go.”

”Okay, I’ll be right there,” Leng Zirui replied through the door, listening as Ah Ke descended the stairs and walked away. Then he pulled Xu Xia to a corner of the wall, ”As usual, don’t go out, wait for my return. If I haven’t come back by nightfall, someone should come to assist you. Remember, when you meet a black detective named Qiao, you can leave with them. Don’t trust anyone else...”

”I’ll wait for you,” Xu Xia interrupted him, ”I won’t recognize anyone, only you.”

”Silly girl,” Leng Zirui chuckled softly, ”Better safe than sorry, just in case...”

”There won’t be a ’just in case,’” Xu Xia raised her hand to cover his mouth, ”In any case, if you don’t come back, I won’t leave.”

”Alright!” Leng Zirui knew she was worried about him getting hurt, and intentionally put on a relaxed smile, ”I’ll personally come to pick up my dear wife. But if I’m really tied up, you better not be stubborn. Be good, okay?”

Xu Xia pursed her lips without speaking.

Leng Zirui lifted his hand to grip her chin, feigning a threat, ”Dare to disobey your husband, are you looking for a spanking?”

”You have to come back,” Xu Xia raised her face, gazing into his eyes with unusual seriousness.

The dream she had that day felt too real, and she still remembered the look of pain on his face. He had even given her a gun just now, clearly indicating that what he was facing today was extremely dangerous; otherwise, he wouldn’t have given her a gun. Thinking of this, Xu Xia’s worry was beyond measure.

”What’s this all about now!” Leng Zirui looked at her expression, feeling utterly helpless and apologetic, though he continued to smile outwardly. ”Acting like it’s a farewell between life and death, how am I supposed to go on like this? Cheer up, will you? I’m just attending a funeral, not embracing the end. Come on, give your husband a smile and a kiss for encouragement.”

Xu Xia forced a small smile and tiptoed to plant a kiss on his face, ”Go, husband, go for it!”

”That’s my girl,” Leng Zirui kissed her lips, ”Remember what I told you—Qiao, a black guy who looks a bit like Obama, there’s a noticeable mole under his right eye on the brow. Now, repeat it back.”