1227 My Poor Husband (1/2)

Yu Yuehan wasn't interested in the coffee and merely glanced at the coffee stains on her lips and her tongue licking them. His throat instantly constricted.

His gaze grew deep and soulful.

Following this, his grip around her waist started to tighten.

Having exerted too much strength, Nian Xiaomu let out an uncomfortable murmur and raised her head to look at him as she asked, ”What's wrong? Do you want to drink some?”

Yu Yuehan frowned and replied with his voice hoarse and deep, ”No, I want to eat.”

”What?” Nian Xiaomu looked at him, bewildered as she remarked, ”There's only coffee here. There's nothing to eat.”

Yu Yuehan responded, ”There's you.”

”…”

Nian Xiaomu snapped into a daze for a few seconds before returning to her senses and throwing a kick at his leg. ”Stupid hooligan!”

Nian Xiaomu's chiding did not stop Yu Yuehan.

He turned and pressed her against the wall, lowering his head to plant a kiss on her lips.

Thereafter, he raised his head lightly and laughed gently.

”Weren't you worried that your grandfather would force us to get a divorce? I feel that rather than buttering up to the Mo Family's savior, I believe in my own capabilities more.”

Nian Xiaomu stared at him with a look of confusion.

She did not get a word he was saying.

Yu Yuehan's thin lips parted as he spoke, pausing with every word he said, ”The crux of achieving a successful negotiation is having someone part of us in an important position. For instance…, your stomach.”

”…!!!”

How useless this Young Master Han was!

While people in the historical ages used the emperor to control the situation, he used his own child to achieve such means.

What bullsh*t about ”someone part of us”!

She didn't know someone like him at all!

Nian Xiaomu was so peeved by his warped theory that she consecutively stepped on his leg twice. Her ears had turned bright red due to the rage within her.

They were in a sheltered corner of the private harbor, and although there wasn't anyone else there, wasn't he behaving too… too much like a hooligan!