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Chapter 162: His Wife Brings Him Luck (2)

Chapter 162: His Wife Brings Him Luck (2)
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Ch.162 His Wife Brings Him Luck (2)

Yan Cheng raised his gaze to look at him, then smiled, “That’s because you have bad taste.”

“……” Shao Chongsi looked down and shrugged noncommittally.

As it was a buffet, Chen Jinyao had already left her seat to get some fruits for dessert. Yan Cheng escorted her still slender figure around the corner, after then, he slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and said indifferently. : “But I really hope that she could overpower me.”

“She’s good at everything, but she doesn’t have what you just mentioned. She knows where to stop when handling things, the most she would do is slightly test the water, for example, last time, she complained to me that she was fat, she didn’t talk more about it when she saw me at work, then she left thoughtfully.”

As soon as his words fell, Yan Cheng’s lips stretched into a straight line, expressionless.

Shao Chongsi: “……”

This wasn’t dissing her, it’s more like showing his affection towards her.

He squinted his eyes and didn’t bother to talk.

There were a few seconds of silence.

Yancheng gave a “Huh” full of doubt, and then he was suddenly enlightened. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling. He frowned and bit his lip: “Ah, it always feels like we have a gap between us .”“Does she not trust me enough?” His thoughts were all over the place and he couldn’t hold back his emotions.

What a lunatic!

“It’s not that she doesn’t trust you.” Shao Chongsi slowly took a sip of tea, thought about it, and destroyed him with an unintentional joke, “It’s not that she doesn’t trust you, she doesn’t love you at all.”

“……” Yan Cheng’s face turned pale instantly as if he was struck by thunder.

“Tsk.” Chai Yue, who was focused on devouring the meat, looked up and at Yan Cheng with a disgusted face when he saw his mentally retarded expression: “How dare you.”

“Brother Cheng, in your family, you’re the most dramatic one, and you deserve the title of being the most dramatic princess.”

Yan Cheng was expressionless: “……”

“Your wife looks like a rationalist, mature and understanding. She will definitely not hang on to such a small issue. On the contrary, she can understand and support you as to not disturb you during work. What does this mean?”

“Brother Cheng, think using that little brain of yours. Before you start to overreact, I would like to kindly remind you, don’t overthink.”

Yan Cheng glanced at him, groaning silently, his expression was serious as he slumped into deep thought.

Chai Yue was much more useful than Shao Chongsi, a shit-stirring nuisance, he thought, as he touched his chin.

Chai Yue tapped the table, and said to turn the situation around: “What does this mean? It means that you married a good wife, and she’ll bring many blessings to your life.”

“Hey, I agree with that.” Shao Chongsi immediately switched from his lazy posture, he straightened his back and gave Chai Yue a high five.

“……”

At this time, Chen Jinyao appeared from the corner again.

This topic came to an abrupt end.

The light poured lightly on Chen Jinyao.

When she looked down slightly and raised her hand to tuck her loose hair to the back of her ear, her side profile had a sense of softness to it.

She walked over, sat down beside Yancheng, moved the tableware on the table, and placed the fruit platter on the empty space: “Husband, they served your favorite fruit, oranges.”Yan Cheng tilted his head and couldn’t help but lean towards her.

His cheek was pressed against her neck, and his warm breath blew on her.

He was like a child who was begging for sweets.

His eyelashes trembled, brushing against Chen Jinyao’s delicate skin, Chen Jinyao’s neck curled subconsciously, but heard him murmur as she continued to scoot away: “My wife, I’m sorry, I misunderstood you.”

Chen Jinyao was utterly confused: “???”

Chai Yue: “Just ignore Brother Cheng, he is suffering from a sudden brain stroke.”

Chen Jinyao let out a laugh.

She raised her hand and stroked Yancheng’s light grey hair, “I pity my child, his father has gone mad even before he was born.”

Yan Cheng: “……”

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