Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

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Yan Rusheng didn't go home all night. In the early morning the next day, Xuxing saw a big news in the newspaper. Charles had a small press conference yesterday to clarify the relationship between the two.

And talk to the media, if he does not stop the rumors, he will take legal channels.

The press conference only had five minutes, and she spoke a few words, and each sentence was defending her.

In the photo, Charles was wearing a royal blue suit, standing in front of the camera, calmly and calmly, and his body was full of nobility and elegance.

It was just the blue eyes that always had a gentle smile, but it was gloomy and cold.

Xu Xu can see from his expression that he is angry, really angry.

After watching the content, she bent her lips slightly, and was moved by comfort.

Charles, she was right, she is a friend worth making.

Xu Xu opened the mini-go to the company yesterday. During work hours, the people who came in were incessant and kept tempting to greet her.

She nodded her head and smiled.

Compared to usual, her steps seemed a little hasty, and she wanted to get to the office faster.

She entered the door and followed the crowd toward the elevator, and suddenly a deep middle-aged man called behind her.

"Lifelike."

Wen Xuxu stopped, turned and saw the master of the voice, who was surprised at first, then a happy smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, "Uncle."

It's an uncle who speaks like a living, saying great things.

He was wearing a dark gray suit, almost sixty years old, and still upright.

She shouted, and her steps rushed forward, "Why are you here so early?"

She didn't spend much time with Yan Weiye. The last time I saw him was when her grandmother died.

When she first entered the house, he helped manage Rongsheng, and often went out for business trips.

But he was very impressed, because every time he returned from a business trip, he would bring her a gift, even if it was delicious, always bring a little.

Not even his own two sons.

Therefore, the linguists are good to her, and for her kindness, she can't forget this life, remembering it bit by bit.

Beyond that, she is indifferent.

After examining Yan Weiye up and down, she cared again: "Uncle, you seem to have lost a lot of weight."

Yan Weiye smiled and touched his face, "There have been many things lately, but I haven't rested well."

Xu Xu glanced at the door and asked, "Uncle, did you arrive in Kyoto in the morning?"

Otherwise, I must be home.

"Come to Kyoto to do something," said Yan Weiye. "It's too early to see, and I want to talk to you along the way."

"Okay." Xuxu smiled and nodded. "Let's go upstairs."

Yan Weiye didn't move, and said lightly, "Go to the cafe next door."

His smile and tone became a little unnatural, and he felt that something should happen to him, and nodded, "Okay."

At work, business in the cafe faded.

Wen Xuxu found a corner, Yan Weiye sat opposite her.

They both asked for a glass of boiling water.

After sitting down, Xuanxu was afraid that Yan Weiye was looking for her for something, and felt bad to speak, so she opened the door and asked, "Uncle, do you have something to find me?"

Yan Weiye heard the words, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and laughed at himself, "Lifelike, uncle is really old and can't hide your eyes from any thoughts."