Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Qiao Jian, why haven't the documents I requested come in?"

Qiao Jian straightened up. "Yes, come now."

At a sound, he did not dare to neglect for a moment, quickly returned to his position to pick up the documents, walked in front of Yan Rusheng, handed him both hands.

And attached a dog-legged smile.

Yan Ru glanced at him coldly, "I think you seem to be very busy. Go to Jincheng to send documents in the afternoon."

"Uh!" Qiao Jian was dumbfounded. "Oh, okay."

It's okay who likes to travel and work hard.

Yan Rusheng ignored Qiao Jian's reaction and looked at lifelike again. She was holding a drink in one hand, holding a straw in her mouth, but paying attention to a document in front of her.

He wanted to call her, but he didn't open his mouth, turned into the office, and closed the door.

Xuxu put down the drink, picked up the pen, and prepared to sign the document. The deskphone suddenly rang, and she reached up and put it in her ear. "Hello, the CEO."

"Come in."

A familiar voice came from the phone. She instinctively turned her head to look at the door of the president's office behind her, before answering to the phone, "OK."

She hung up, got up and knocked on the door of Yan Rusheng's office.

Go in, close the door lightly, and walk towards Yan Rusheng, "Yan."

Yan Rusheng stopped the job at hand, raised the glass, and looked at Xu Xu while drinking water. "Today, Grandpa Lu Yinan is 90 years old, you prepare."

"Are you taking me?" Xu Xu asked in surprise.

After listening to Xu Xuan's doubts, the words stopped drinking, and his black eyes stared at Xu Xuan suddenly became cold. "We are still husband and wife."

Does she mean she thought he would take someone else?

I thought it was so breezy and indifferent.

"Okay." Xuxu nodded. "That birthday gift ..."

She wanted to ask whether to prepare a birthday gift, and Yan Rusheng interrupted her. "It's already arranged, you just have to prepare it yourself."

"Got it."

There was a sound, and Xu Xu didn't ask any more, turned and left.

Her figure disappeared, and the office was quiet and deserted again, and Yan Rusheng dropped the cup, pulled out a delicate iron cigarette case, opened it, and took out a cigarette in her mouth.

Lit and smoked.

The smoke filled the air, gradually covering him all over, and the entire office was in a gloom.

Buy her a drink, she doesn't believe it.

Taking her out for entertainment, she was surprised.

Blame can only blame him for not having the integrity, and there is no way to take her.

...

Shouli didn't need her to prepare, and Xunxu only took her spare cosmetics stored in the office to draw a light makeup in the bathroom when she was off work, and her hair was brushed again.

She thought that Lu Yinan's grandfather was an old soldier. He had fought in the past. He was rigorous and simple. When he attended his birthday party, he should be well-dressed.

So she didn't have any tangled clothes, and looked in the mirror left and right. After being satisfied, she bent her lips and took a deep breath to turn around.

Looking up, she might as well fall into a pair of deep black eyes, and a small flash of surprise flashed on her small face.

Opening his mouth, he looked at the man who was leaning on the marble wall in front of the bathroom.

His sudden intrusion caused thousands of ripples in her heart.

Yan Rusheng's suit is very straight, with one hand in his pants pocket, and the other hand holding a lighted cigarette, and the smoke of Baiteng Teng, the soot has accumulated for a long time, and it looks like it is not smoking.