Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

This is the real Wen Xuxu. But why did she react like that when she saw the violin?

As Fang Jiayin approached them, Yan Rusheng lifted his eyes from Xuxu. There were still traces of doubt and reluctance in his eyes.

He turned his head and shifted his attention to this woman whom he’d once fallen head over heels with. A cold gleam swept past his eyes.

He had once thought about strangling her if she ever appeared before him again. He wanted to find out why she’d left without saying goodbye, and if she would run away again.

The words ‘Ah Sheng, I like you’ had tormented him for three years, causing him countless days of sleepless nights.

Whenever he thought of her low, gentle voice, there would be a sense of unfathomable gloominess in his heart.

But now, when he heard her voice and thought of her love confession, his heart… wasn’t moved at all.

This could only be because of Wen Xuxu, who was standing beside him.

He couldn’t help but reach out to embrace Xuxu’s waist as he looked at Fang Jiayin with an air of aloofness. “Fang Jiayin, what a coincidence.”

He uttered those words without a hint of warmth as if he was speaking to someone who was merely an acquaintance.

His strong hands were wrapped tightly around her waist, giving off a feeling of intimacy.

Xuxu had a sudden thought. He was ditched by Fang Jiayin three years ago. Given his pride, no matter how much he yearned to reconcile with her, he would still practice self-restraint for now.

For sure, he would wait for Fang Jiayin to plead with him, to apologize to him, and to heal his wounded pride.

When she saw the violin, she finally understood that he came today because of Fang Jiayin. She was angry for allowing herself to be moved by his actions, but she felt even more annoyed by his selfishness in using her because of Fang Jiayin.

Even now, he was still making use of her to provoke Fang Jiayin. Wasn’t he tired of using such a childish method all the time?

She didn’t retaliate. After experiencing an emotional roller-coaster earlier, she was now in a state of composure.

“It really is a coincidence. I saw the two of you while I was leaving my car and thought that my eyes were playing tricks on me.” Fang Jiayin sounded natural and gracious as if they were merely long lost friends.

From her tone, one couldn’t sense any hints of reluctance and fondness towards Yan Rusheng.

Xuxu was a little startled. She had been brooding over Fang Jiayin’s departure all this while but had never once thought that it was because she no longer had feelings for him.

Was there some misunderstanding between them?

She snapped out of her misgivings and lightly smiled at Fang Jiayin. “When did you get back?”

“I’ve been back for more than a week.” Fang Jiayin pursed her lips and swept her gaze across Xuxu’s waist. “I saw the news about your marriage and wanted to congratulate you but was afraid that I’d be labeled as pretentious.”

Xuxu had never expected Fang Jiayin to take the initiative to talk about her marriage to Yan Rusheng. She sounded sincere and indifferent, and she couldn’t discern if she had any hidden motives.

Forget it. I have no wish to guess her inner thoughts nor be concerned about their future.

There used to be a popular saying, “There’s no way to wake a person feigning sleep, just like you cannot move a person who doesn’t love you.”

Her mindset was still the same—to let nature take its course. If he chose to leave, she would not keep him. If he chose to stay, she would not allow herself to be surprised.