Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

An old face that had experienced years of wind and frost was filled with flattering smiles, and looked at Yan Rusheng with anticipation.

Even if there was a hint of satisfaction on his cold face, he didn't expect him to smile at him.

With a face so cold, he had to be careful not to talk, let alone talk about investment.

Yan Rusheng did not look up, and coldly returned his three words, "Not satisfied."

"..." Liu District was ashamed.

He did not expect that Yan Rusheng would answer so directly and so shamelessly.

This is not the development of the lines in the script. What should he say about the lines he has already prepared?

Director Zhang and his secretary, who were sitting opposite each other, heard Yan Rusheng's three words without a trace of temperature, bowed his head, and his mouth twitched silently.

Yan Rusheng's coldness and arrogance plus poisonous tongues are notorious. At a high-level meeting, few leaders were blushed and scared to jump out the window.

The Mayor of Liu said that he was mixed in politics. He didn't even look at his face. Didn't find the big boss frowning from the car and seeing it here?

He had the courage to ask him if he was dissatisfied, wouldn't he expect that the third young man would be courteous to him, say satisfied?

If that's the case, he should go home and look in the mirror to see how big his face is.

Wen Xuxu was not surprised at all, and Yan Yan's answer was unexpected.

She was holding a rice bowl and ate a bowl of rice on those two plates of unnamed vegetables.

After eating, she reached for a spoon and prepared to add another bowl.

Yan Rusheng glanced at her, "Don't you pay attention to the image?"

A woman who eats so many meals in the evening and is in front of so many people, as if he had abused her normally.

Wen Xuxu held his spoon for a moment.

Suddenly, she lowered her eyes sadly.

Without justification, he resolutely filled a bowl of rice and drank his head in a hurry and ate slowly.

The director Liu Qu, who was sitting opposite him, observed the two of them, and there was a shimmering light in his dim eyes.

I thought that the cold-faced president was always cold-faced to his secretary, but he was very concerned about her.

He even noticed that he had eaten an extra bowl of rice.

Liu District Mayor immediately had an idea.

"I'm full, you always eat slowly." Wen Xuxu finished the second bowl of rice, put down the bowl, smiled and greeted the mayor Liu, then got up and left.

The wind is stronger in Shanghai at night, and the temperature is more than a little lower than in the day.

Wen Xuxu wandered on the beach for a while, feeling a bit cold, and returned to the room.

Turn on the light and see the bed ~ the neat quilt stacked on top of the bed, remembering the reproach of dissatisfaction.

After thinking about it, she went over to pick up the quilt and went out.