Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

But no matter how much she dragged, the tall man stood still as if it were Tarzan.

She was discouraged, and gradually grasped Yan Rusheng's hand, but at this moment, Yan Rusheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

Then she pulled her around firmly, keeping her body tightly against her.

She could clearly feel his breath above her, making her shiver coldly.

Immediately afterwards, his cold voice came from above, "If grandma is calling you to eat and say what makes me accountable to you, you must not compromise."

It turned out that his grandmother had put pressure on him. He didn't care about taking his grandma, so he came to give her a shot.

Hasn't he always done this to her?

Wen Xuxu, you've been used to it, haven't you?

Don't be sad, don't cry, don't feel wronged.

"Yanrusheng, I have no interest in you, you can rest assured." Xuxu shook off Yanrusheng's hand vigorously.

She raised her face and looked at Yan Rusheng, her eyes and expressions were stubborn.

When Yan Rusheng heard Wen Xuxu saying that he had no interest in him, he felt a strange emotion in his heart.

The emotion made him want to smash things, and even wanted to reach out and give the little woman who was always self-assertive in front of her a bad lesson.

For so many years, why is she always cold and proud in front of him?

What is she doing? What does she have?

Such emotions made him feel bad.

"That's the best." He dropped the three words coldly, turned to open the door and strode out of the meteor, got out of the bathroom door, and he strode to the door in three or two steps.

Open the door and fall out again.

The room suddenly calmed down, quietly terrible!

Wen Xuxu stood in front of the mirror, staring blankly at himself in the mirror, his thoughts flying.

After she cleaned up and walked out of the bathroom after washing, Jiang Zhuoheng was no longer seen at home.

A rich and nutritious breakfast is placed on the dining table. Two plates are placed face to face, and one post-it has post-it notes.

Beautiful and clear handwriting: "I went to work, went out after breakfast, and Zhou Shuang was okay after returning home. You can ask her whatever you want."

"Fool!" Wen Xuxu's eyes warmed, and the post-it sticked a handy note to the corner of the table, then sat down and enjoyed the breakfast prepared for her by those who loved her.

How happy it is to be loved.

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Yan Rusheng hurriedly downstairs, the low-key luxury Mercedes S600 parked on the side of the road opposite the door of the Xu Xujia unit.

Out of the electronic door, he took out the car key and unlocked the door.

As soon as he got down the steps and went across the road, suddenly a bright white Audi rushed from his right. He stepped back swiftly, and his heart was shocked at the same time.

Jun's face turned white for a moment, then slowly recovered his blood.

The white Audi car suddenly braked in front of him, the window was open, and the man in the car stared at him coldly.

"Jiang Zhuoheng, are you crazy?" Yan Rusheng suppressed the urge to pull the doorknob to frighten him, and yelled at him with a whisper.

His mood wasn't very beautiful at first.

"Yan Rusheng, you have all kinds of reactions, entanglements, and concerns. Why?" Jiang Zhuoheng put one arm on the window frame and looked at Yan Rusheng with an inquiring look.

Before waiting for him to answer, he went on to ask, "Did you have been with her for so many years and have been in love with her for a long time?"