Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife - Chapter 1725 - Even God is Helping (Part Eleven)

Chapter 1725: Even God is Helping (Part Eleven)

As per their yearly tradition, the three best friends would go to a bar for drinks after the reunion dinner.

In a luxurious private room, the trio sat in a row on the couch. Young Master Yan sat in between Lu Yinan and Ming Ansheng. His long-fingered hand held a wine glass, he then lazily swirled it. He inhaled the smell of the wine as though he was savoring it.

His eyes darted to the left and right as he quipped, “Ming Ansheng, Lu Yinan, both of you are alone again this year?”

He was asking the obvious.

“Yan Rusheng, why are you being so smug all day long?” Ming Ansheng cast a scathing look at Yan Rusheng as he continued, “It’s as if the world revolves around only one woman. And she is Wen Xuxu.”

Why did he have to be so snobbish and acted as though he was far superior to everyone else?

That was enough!

Yan Rusheng shrugged with his shoulders. “But to you fellows, it is the truth. Both of you will witness how loving my wife and I are and be tortured to death.”

His vile tongue was more lethal than poison.

“Your mouth should be taped, especially on a festive occasion like this.” Lu Yinan angrily pointed at Yan Rusheng’s mouth.

Yan Rusheng raised his glass once more as he swirled the contents. He eyed the glass lazily and spoke in a drawl. “No point being jealous of me. There are plenty of women around, but it’s hard to be with your childhood sweetheart. And a gentle and outstanding woman like my Xuxu is a priceless precious gem.”

Lu Yinan balled his fists and punched Yan Rusheng’s shoulders. “Get lost!”

He glanced at Ming Ansheng and said, “Drive this jerk away. He is like an irritating housefly.”

Ming Ansheng sneered coldly. “I’m fine with it since my situation differs from yours. Are you hoping that I would console and coax you?”

Lu Yinan was speechless…

F*ck! His situation was even worse than Ming Ansheng?

Oh right. He had reconciled with Su Yue.

Ming Ansheng saw how Lu Yinan’s face turned from black to crimson, and he felt a sense of superiority.

He raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch. “Sorry, my flight is at 11:30 p.m., so I need to go to the airport now.”

He rose, picked up his coat, and after a moment of hesitation, he patted Lu Yinan’s shoulders.

Lu Yinan glared at him. “Get out of my sight. I don’t want to see your annoying face.”

“Bye.” Ming Ansheng waved at Yan Rusheng, and he stopped after a few steps. He glanced at Lu Yinan and smiled. “I heard from Su Yue that she is going to Zhou Shuang’s place today for a reunion dinner. I’m going to fetch Su Yue and my daughter. Do you have anything to pass to Zhou Shuang?”

He looked so smug that Lu Yinan couldn’t contain his anger any longer. He grabbed a slice of apple from the fruit platter and hurled it at Ming Ansheng. “Ming Ansheng! Out of Yan Rusheng’s strengths, why did you emulate his worst trait!”

Ming Ansheng dodged it effortlessly and whistled as he left the room.

The way he sauntered and how he swung the coat was about to make Lu Yinan erupt.

“Look at him!” Lu Yinan pointed at Ming Ansheng, looking incensed.

He was about to speak again when his phone vibrated.

He glanced at the screen and answered the call. He widened his eyes as he sprang to his feet. “I’ll go back now.”