Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

When Xu Xu heard the word "broadcast", he couldn't help but flash two words in his mind ... No.

The show like last night was a painful realization, she didn't want to run into it again.

Thinking, she quickly reached out to turn off the radio.

‘November 11th, Kyoto Song and Dance Theatre, returnee female musician Fang Jiayin ’s charity concert started today. Pick up your mobile phone and log in to the official website of the party to grab the ticket ...’

It was Fang Jiayin's advertisement for the charity music evening, and her subordinates paused for a moment.

Yan Rusheng watched her, took her meal in his eyes, and he turned to look at her with an inquiring glance, and then said easily, "Do you want to grab a ticket with your mobile phone?"

Xu Xu sneered, "Do I still use snatching? Ask her directly for one, she should give me this face."

She wasn't interested in going to any concert. She had no music cell. Before that, she started to listen to Fang Jiayin's little petition and she wanted to sleep.

In order to live up to her word, she had to express her passion.

Now thinking back then, how could it be so stupid?

Yanru disdainfully said, "What's so good about breaking a concert. If you like it, I'll play the piano for you."

Hexu heard the words, shook his head, "How do I remember who said," Good news, you listen very well, I like it "?"

When women say that they love each other, men prefer it.

Fang Jiayin walked for three years, and her shadow was everywhere in his life. He murmured her name that night.

Now mentioning here another look of disdain, I really don't know who he showed it to.

Yan Rusheng laughed, "Hey, why did I smell vinegar?"

"Boring." Xu Xuan rolled his eyes and looked out the window, not planning to ignore him anymore.

Yan Rusheng glared at the player annoyed, blame the radio broadcasts, what concert advertising.

I also blame myself, for ten minutes, what radio station is on my own, I ca n’t live without it.

The car stopped at the door of a high-end club, in the middle of a row of cars.

After getting off the bus, Yan Yan came to the door of the club with his lifelike hand.

In the magnificent hall, a rockery stands in the middle of the hall, and the small bridge flows like a paradise.

When they entered, a waiter greeted them. "Three young, three young ladies."

This club is of a high grade, close to their company, and has been there several times. They all receive foreign customers.

Yan Rusheng reported the name of the box, and the waiter led the way.

He has been holding Xuxing's hand. On this occasion, Xuxing is even more reluctant to show a little reluctance, eyes are everywhere, maybe there is lurking paparazzi.

A look is the subject of their fuss.

At the door of the box, Yan Rusheng made a gesture to the leading waiter, "You go down first."

"Yes." The waiter gave a nod, and bowed his head respectfully.

Yan Rusheng reached out and knocked on the door, and a voice of compliment from a middle-aged man came from the room, "Please come in."

He opened the door and pushed it gently. The middle-aged man sat on the light brown leather sofa, holding a cigarette that had been half smoked.

Slightly fat body, with a leaky top on his head, looks very unpleasant.

Seeing Yan Rusheng and Xu Xie come in, he got up and greeted them with a smile, "Yan, Madam Yan."