Elite Doting Marriage

By his looks, he must’ve rushed from somewhere.

Jiang Zhuoheng replied, “I have to rush back to Jincheng first thing tomorrow morning.”

She had expected it. “Only you would listen to him and go through all the trouble to attend this dinner of his.”

She didn’t bother concealing the concern in her voice.

As though he was the only one whom Lu Yinan had ordered over.

What trouble? How long did it take to travel from Jincheng to the capital city? How far was it? It was a less than 2-hour car journey—a half-hour journey on the high-speed rail.

‘In this peak period, he spent one hour stuck in a traffic jam when he drove here from the office.’

Foolish woman. Showing concern to his love rival so blatantly.

Young Master Yan grumbled to himself but didn’t dare to speak. Previously, he had a few tiffs with Xuxu over Jiang Zhuoheng, so he knew better.

He didn’t dare to repeat his mistakes.

“Why isn’t Hu Xiaoxiao here?” Xuxu glanced at the entrance and didn’t see her anywhere.

Lu Yinan asked them to bring the kids over, so he must’ve asked Jiang Zhuoheng to bring Hu Xiaoxiao along as well.

Jiang Zhuoheng’s marriage was something she couldn’t stop worrying about. She felt uneasy as long as he didn’t settle down.

It didn’t affect her, but her uneasiness was still there.

“She’s in Australia.”

Jiang Zhuoheng said plainly. He flashed a faint smile.

“When will you get married?” Yan Rusheng interjected.

As usual, he was direct.

Jiang Zhuoheng looked at him and smiled. “When the time comes, you’ll definitely be invited.”

What was the meaning of this? He didn’t plan on getting married?

He was almost thirty, but he doesn’t want to settle down? What does he want?

Had he really been unable to get over his Xuxu?

The thought irked him.

Even though she was now his wife and forever would be.

Furthermore, this rascal was almost thirty. The Jiang family was still waiting for him to have children to carry on the family name. Grandfather Jiang’s health was deteriorating by the day.

How unfilial!

‘Cough, cough, Young Master Yan, what a good love rival you are.’

How he wished Jiang Zhuoheng could get married and grant him his wish. But instead, he said, “But I have to give you a big present during your wedding. It’s not worth it.”

Jiang Zhuoheng smiled and replied, “Then… I won’t get married.”

By the look on his face, he wasn’t joking. Yan Rusheng frowned. “Actually, you should get married quickly. You guys are almost thirty. Even if you’re not eager, Hu Xiaoxiao is.”

Not just Jiang Zhuoheng, even Wen Xuxu and Su Yue burst out laughing.

His intentions were way too obvious.

Jiang Zhuoheng said to him, “No, she’s not as eager as you.”

Of course, Young Master Ming couldn’t let such a good opportunity slip him by. He held Yan Rusheng’s shoulder and raised his eyebrows. “Indeed. Third Yan, why do I feel like you’re more eager than Hu Xiaoxiao?”

Yan Rusheng’s expression darkened and he gave him a look which said: Mind your own business. 

Jiang Zhuoheng watched the exchange between them and smiled. He turned his head.