Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

His words did not fall, Master Yan's handsome face was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

"Go away." He pointed at the door, looking at Assistant Joe, and his eyes were murderous.

Qiao Jian was praising his resourcefulness in his heart. He heard the domineering sound of the boss and shocked his facial muscles.

He didn't dare to stay too much for a second, quickly turned around and disappeared in front of Yan Rusheng.

Yan Rusheng opened the drawer, took out the wallet from the inside, opened it, and turned out the purple plastic ring.

Then his gaze moved to the wallet photo layer, and the naughty little woman lay on her back, her eyes narrowed with a smile, like a child.

He swiped his finger across the photo, twitching the corners of his lips, and arrogant and overbearing, "Stupid woman, I don't mind it even if it's grabbing."

...

The car stopped slowly at the door of the Lido Hotel. Before the car parked, the parking crew had come to stand by the door and waited respectfully.

The rain outside was a little bit heavy now, and Xu Xu first got out of the car and opened the umbrella, then helped the old lady out of the car.

The driver opened the window and waved to the parking guy waiting outside. "I'll find a place to stop by myself."

Speaking of fear of delaying the car behind him, he immediately drove away.

On a rainy day, the car was driven with double-pointed lights. When the driver drove off the car, Wang Daqin was ready to enter the hotel. She held an umbrella in one hand and saw a white car coming behind her. They waved their hands, motioned to wait, and let them pass first.

Suddenly a black car had more headlights than the white one. The intense light came unexpectedly, blocking it with a subconscious hand.

But at this moment, she pushed her forward with both hands, "dodging vividly."

She walked forward with two steps, and then fell to the ground. Before she could react, there was a sound of harsh tires rubbing against the ground behind her.

With a bang, a black car hit a marble pillar in front of the hotel.

"Old lady!"

A cry, as if piercing the vivid heart, the echo lingered in her ears for a long time.

"grandmother."

She turned back suddenly, as if breaking into a midnight nightmare.

Once she had given her countless warm old men lying in a pool of blood, she hurriedly crawled over, grabbed her hand, and put it on her face, "Grandma."

Wang Daqin gently tapped her fingers in the corners of lifelike eyes, and she moved her lips to say something.

"Grandma, this is a nightmare. It is a nightmare. When we go home, the dream comes home and we wake up."

Xu Xu cried and said, holding up Wang Daqin.

"Miss, here's the ambulance."

Suxu's hands suddenly emptied, and then in a blink of an eye, grandma was lying on the ambulance stretcher.

She suddenly woke up, "Grandma ..."

A heartbreaking cry, as if the whole of Kyoto was moving.

"Grandma, you can't do anything. I said I'd like to go on a tour together." Xu Xu flew over, clutching Wang Daqin's hand.

She saw her eyelids and lips moving, and she put her ears together. "Grandma, what do you want to say, I listen, I listen."

"Xu Xu ... like life ..."

Wang Daqin's eyelids, which had been struggling, finally closed peacefully, as if the dust had settled.

...

Xuxu's hand has been holding Wang Daqin's cooler hand, no matter who advises her, she can't listen.

The doctor wanted to cover the old man's remains with a white cloth, and she refused.

She knelt by the bed, tears streaming down from her eyes like a gush of spring.