Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Fate, we shouted that now that Jiang Shao will send a red envelope, we are almost looking to wear the autumn water, and we were snatched by the vividness of not being in the group for three years. Isn't this fate?"

"If it is really Jiang Shao and lifelike fate, we will recognize it."

"That is, Jiang Shao is making a big compensation to compensate us."

...

The people in the group talked with each other, and Wen Xuxu's face was getting hotter and hotter.

On the other side, the boss who has been holding a mobile phone for diving has seen everyone cheering for a while, and his face is darker than the bottom of the pot.

Shit fate.

Oh, I haven't joined the group for three years. Now I heard that Jiang Zhuoheng is coming back, she started bubbling.

She really remembered Jiang Zhuoheng.

The boss was inexplicably angry and almost smashed the phone.

Wen Xuxu replied: "Oh, coincidentally, it's just a coincidence."

Damn Jiang Zhuoheng, so many years of belly change, deliberately teased her in front of so many classmates, so that everyone misunderstood her.

Seeing him makes him look good!

"Xu Xu, you can hang around Yan San Shao in the past three years, and forget all of us."

Wen Xuxu bubbling, and the group suddenly became lively again.

Wen Xuxu: "Why not, isn't everyone busy?"

Classmates: "Our old classmates will have a good time together when Aheng returns."

Wen Xuxu: "Okay."

As soon as her news was sent out, someone suddenly issued a red envelope. Just now Jiang Zhuoheng's plan was taken. As soon as he came in, he grabbed the red envelope sent by him and was misunderstood. Wen Xuxu now saw the red envelope and was afraid to grab it.

Silently watching everyone grab.

A lucky red envelope was quickly snatched by everyone.

The bubbling people basically robbed, even Jiang Zhuoheng robbed one, only Wen Xuxu did not rob.

The person with the red envelope threw the mobile phone on the table in annoyance, picked up the exquisite cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and lighted it in his mouth.

On the dimly lit balcony, his handsome face was shrouded in smoke, and it was gloomy and unspeakable.

Like his current mood.

A cigarette was smoked for almost half, he extinguished it, and then picked up the phone again, glanced at the news, Wen Xuxu was chatting with everyone.

She appeared, and Jiang Zhuoheng sent more messages.

Yan Rusheng quit QQ and dialed a number, "Book a ticket to F city L city tomorrow."

...

On Monday, Wen Xuxu's day was calm and not as busy as usual, because the big boss did not come to the company.

For two days, she didn't see Yan Yusheng's figure.

On Wednesday, as soon as Wen Xuxu stepped into the president's office, she felt a burst of yelling at her.

The early people came to work quietly in their own positions.

Wen Xuxu felt that the atmosphere was not right. She looked at the living office door.

Sure enough, his office door was open.

This guy disappeared for two days for no reason, why did he come so early today.

Wen Xuxu was uneasy in his heart and walked step by step toward the living office door.

She reached out and knocked on the door.

Yan Rusheng sat on the luxurious boss chair, lowered his head, and held a pen in his hand, which document should he be signing.

He was sitting there coldly in a white shirt, like a snowdrop on the Tianshan Mountain, unattainable.

Hearing the knock, Yan Rusheng didn't look up. A cold voice came from inside, "Come in."

Wen Xuxu didn't go in but just stood at the door and asked, "Yan always ask what you want to drink."