Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"It's okay." He smiled lightly and put the drink back on his head.

After about ten minutes of application, it swelled, but it was still a little red.

She raised her wrist and glanced at the time. It was over nine.

"Ah, it doesn't matter."

To herself, she turned on the faucet, washed her hands, and then stretched out a paper towel to prepare her hands.

He looked up and found a man standing behind him in the mirror.

The tall figure and gloomy face surprised her.

When did this person come in, why was there no sound?

Almost scared to death!

A moment later, her frightened heart calmed down, bowed her head, rubbed the paper in her hand, and threw it into the trash.

Then she turned and lifted her foot and walked past the man who reached out.

"Wen Xuxu." Yan Rusheng suddenly reached out and clasped her wrist.

Xu Xu was so surprised, he paused, then turned his head to the dark eyes of Shang Yanrusheng, his small face with big palms was not disturbing him.

Looking at his gloomy handsome face, she raised her eyebrows in confusion, "Is there always something to say?"

Yan Rusheng stared at the red part of her forehead and asked coldly, "What's going on with your forehead?"

Does he care about her? Xu Xu's lips lip, can't see whether he laughed at him or himself.

"It didn't matter if you accidentally touched it."

Her voice was cold and alienated.

Yan Rusheng suddenly lifted another hand on his leg, pinched her chin, raised her chin, and forced her to look at herself.

The cold breath fluttered on her face, and she frowned, glaring at him without saying a word.

However, Yan Rusheng finally released her without saying a word.

Then he turned coldly and left in a big stride.

He hated why he couldn't treat her like air like her.

He has always been inseparable since he was a child. Why is it that he has been following her footsteps, why is it that he is the only one who has lost his heart?

He hated her coldness that seemed to care nothing, he was going crazy.

Watching his figure disappear, he turned sharply, turned on the faucet, and kept pouring water on his face with both hands.

It wasn't until she lost her strength ... she didn't even have the strength to cry, and she stopped slowly, holding her hands on the sink, lowering her head, and let the water on her face drip down her chin.

Opening his mouth, panting heavily.

...

In the conference room.

After the work of other departments has been discussed, the public relations department manager will pass the materials prepared by the public relations department to Wen Xuxu.

Xu Xu transferred to Yan Rusheng, "General Yan, this is the final process of the Christmas event, you always glance at Yan."

Yan Rusheng took over and turned two pages, his face suddenly sinking, "Chen Yuxi?"

He saw Chen Yuxi on the guest column of the Christmas event.

Immediately thought of the big star at the entrance of the Kyoto Grand Theater that day causing traffic jams.

He has a bad impression on her.

Seeing his response to 'Chen Yuxi', the hand holding the pen couldn't help but clenched.

She nodded gently. "Yes."

"Change it." Yan Rusheng closed the file and still returned to the vivid front.

Xuxu's heart pumped gently, she controlled her emotions, and calmly looked at him, "Why?"

Did Chen Yuxi offend Fang Jiayin?