Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

He once went to the door in person, lowered his body, and begged her to let Wen Xinyi go, she didn't give him a little face.

Originally, because of the marriage between the two, he had a lot of opinions about Yan Rusheng.

While Xu Xu analyzed in his heart, he looked at Ming Zhongsheng. The old man sat there with a calm face, and his face was ugly.

She looked at Ming Ansheng again, and his gaze looked at them as well, at Yan Rusheng. Although the meaning of the expression was not obvious, it was not difficult to see.

He was distressed and helpless.

Xu Xu lowered her eyes, she didn't want to take care of so much, she was not so generous.

No one could understand how she had spent the last few days, and involved the innocent Charles.

"I live up to my word."

Yanru's cold voice sounded overhead.

The scene was silent and the atmosphere was freezing the human breath.

Only with vividness, she feels warm all over, especially in her heart, her body can't help but rest in her arms.

It wasn't him. It wasn't his intention to have her apologize at a press conference. He didn't know it.

After saying what I wanted to say, Yan Rusheng was vivid, and he said to Grand Master Lu, "I took up Grandpa Lu's birthday banquet time, and I'll make a compensation with Grandpa Lu here."

As his tone softened, the atmosphere eased a bit.

Suddenly, a clear and loud voice came from the mouth of the stairs on the second floor, "Yan San, just apologize without speaking."

Yan Rusheng looked at it, a faint smile appeared in his black eyes, "What does Miss Lu mean?"

Lu Yishan was wearing a white evening dress, holding the handrails of the stairs in one hand and the skirt in one hand, walking downstairs.

She looked at Yan Rusheng as she walked and said, "I heard that you play the piano very well."

Yan Rusheng immediately understood what she meant, and nodded lightly, "Well, I'll give Grandpa Lu a song, it's not a compensation."

As he said, he took lifelike hands and walked calmly in the direction of the piano.

The pianist sitting in front of the piano rose up to make room for him.

The two of them went to the piano under the expectation of everyone, and Yan Yan opened the chair, lowered his head to the ears of life, and whispered.

Xu Xu squinted the corner of his mouth and nodded gently.

Then she bent down and sat down in the chair, only sitting for a little while.

Immediately after, Yan Rusheng bent over and sat beside her.

They put their hands on the keys at the same time, and then turned around to look at each other.

A well-known song sounded cheerfully in the hall, and the atmosphere was suddenly higher than before.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you ..."

With the piano accompaniment, everyone sings and beats the rhythm with their hands. Even the old lady and the old lady at the table can't help but get involved.

The two people sitting in front of the piano were as if they had rehearsed before.

This tacit understanding was unexpected by them.

Two hands, one large and one small, one with clear bones, and one with no bones, even match his hands.

Who dares to say that they are not loving? Do not match?

"A man like Yan San Shao, I'm afraid I can't find a second one in this world."

"That is, the true pride."

"Green plum bamboo horse is true love."

Looking at the vivid and vivid back, Fang Jiayin thought the red wine in his mouth was bitter.