Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

This look is like the past half a century.

"Wen Xuxu, are you so clear-cut that you can see the moon?" Yan Rusheng opened his mouth and broke the silence, his lips grimly.

He couldn't hear whether his words were mocking or mocking.

In short, her heart sank a bit.

Xu Xu squinting at the corner of his mouth and slowly lowering his head, the tips of his fingers suddenly became cold, because ... ten fingers connected to the heart.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and looked up with a smile. "Miss Wen, you really care about my business."

Pretending, she didn't, she just disdained, but if someone had to challenge her, she would definitely not let the other person down.

Looking at her harmless innocent smile, Wen Xinyi's complexion changed, and she glanced at the guilty Chao Yanru.

At this time, Yan Rusheng was cutting the steak he hadn't cut, his fair hands were clear-cut, he was holding bright knives and forks, and his elegant movements could not be explained.

He is used to cutting steaks at once and enjoying them leisurely.

This habit was infected by Wen Xuxu. When he was a child, Wen Xuxu always liked to peel it first and then eat it refreshingly.

This is still the case today.

Some people say that men are most attractive when they are quiet and concentrated on doing something.

Inspiring Wen Xinyi's jealousy, she wanted her more strongly.

"I just heard Brother Cheng and grandfather mention it." She returned to Wen Xuxu a harmless smile, with some childishness and apathy.

After a pause, she smiled with a frown, "I will be your bridesmaid when you marry Heng."

Xu Xuer said, "If there is one day, if Miss Wen is willing, that would be my honor."

Her voice and tone were very light, like a feather, twirling the heart of her words, making him want to explode.

Want to yell at Wen Xuxu, if you dare to marry Jiang Zhuoheng, you are mine!

But in this case, he thinks he can't say anything in his life.

He only wanted the feeling for her to be an illusion, and soon the illusion would disappear.

Obviously, this meal was not pleasant.

After leaving the restaurant, Xuxu walked in front of him. Ming Ansheng and Yan Rusheng talked about the recent stock market. Wen Xinyi listened with interest, and from time to time he spoke with words.

Yan Rufeng said his opinions lightly, and Wen Xinyi had a subtle idiot.

Ming Ansheng smiled and looked at her, "Xinyi, is it true that Yan Rusheng said everything?"

"Brother Sheng, you hate to die." Wen Xinyi bowed her head shyly, and her cheeks quickly became flushed.

Her mind was too obvious, Yan Rusheng had a bit of aversion to her from the bottom of her heart, speeded up her pace slightly, and walked past her.

He put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, his pace a little indifferent.

Ming Ansheng looked at his back, and there was a hint of worry in Meiyu.

"Brother Sheng, what are you looking at?" Wen Xinyi saw Ming Ansheng staring at Yan Rusheng's back in a daze, and reached out and shook his eyes.

Ming Ansheng looked back at Wen Xinyi and said seriously: "Don't expect to have a back door to walk beside Yan Rusheng, you must learn more about lifelikeness, especially beside Yan Rusheng, remember Don't be clever. "

He knew very well that it was impossible for Yan Yi to accept Xin Yi, but neither Grandpa nor Xin Yi gave up.