Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"It turns out that you are as superficial, superficially stupid as those women!"

After reading the message that Yan Rusheng sent to her, she frowned and asked dissatisfied, "Why am I superficial?"

The words immediately gave her the message, "The roses are so vulgar, you will like them, and you will not be vulgar."

Speechless, "..."

She said, "You know that vulgar, you still send it, you are more vulgar."

Yan Rusheng said: "I just have a mentality to try it. I never expected that you could not fight me for two days."

Lifelike amount, "..."

Does he mean she forgive him too soon?

What exactly is this guy's brain structure? The truth cut his head open.

"Wen Xuxu, there is heavy rain on Country Y." Yan Rusheng said suddenly.

Xu Xu returned to "Oh" in the past. She thought that Yan Rusheng suddenly told her that the weather over there was to pave the way for things to be said later.

However, she waited for a long time without waiting for his following, she could not help asking: "What then?"

Yan Rusheng: "No, then I just told you that it's raining heavily."

"..."

Xuanxu almost sprayed water on the computer screen.

Next, a bright red rose is seen every morning in the office.

Her mood is getting better every day.

Although Yan Rusheng had a poisonous tongue, she had to admit that he could always see the blood, and she really couldn't hold back a bunch of roses for one day.

This day was another big bunch of roses. As soon as Xu Xu sat down, a text message came from his mobile phone. Unsurprisingly, it was a word.

"Stupid woman, I've added you a rose today, don't forget to bid, one o'clock in the afternoon."

Xu Xu ignored the content behind Yan Rusheng and focused on the first sentence.

Did you add one today?

She turned her head to look at the roses at her feet, the flowers were crowded, and she couldn't count them. He said that if you add one more, add one more.

Xuxu retracted his gaze and looked at the desk calendar on the table, the fifteenth.

She pursed her lips and rejoiced that she was not in Kyoto at this time.

When he came back, things were a foregone conclusion, and he couldn't make a big fire, so he couldn't kill her.

After thinking about it, Xu Xu picked up his mobile phone, dialed out the number of “Zhao Hu” and put it in his ear.

"Mr. Zhao, have a meal together at noon. Let's sign the contract."

She couldn't help getting up, and met with Zhao Hu at a Chinese restaurant near the company.

I should have known it a long time ago, and the terms of the talks had been discussed a long time ago, and the contract was signed smoothly.

After eating, Vigor came out of the restaurant and returned directly to the company.

At lunchtime, the company's elevators are very busy, running up and down, non-stop.

Xuxu put his hands in the pockets of the thin down jacket and looked down at his feet.

'Ding'

When the elevator came, she looked up and bumped into two familiar faces head-on.

Of course, not Rongsheng's colleague.

Xu Xu was awkward, and the man in the elevator came out and shouted at her with a slight smile, "Xu Xu."

"Miss Fang." Xu Xu raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

She changed her title and stopped calling her ‘good news’.

"I accompanied Zhou Tong to get things." Fang Jiayin said, pointing to Zhou Tong beside him.

There was a slight smile on her face, and she still whispered softly, as if she didn't realize that Xu Xing was deliberately alienating her.

Xu Xu didn't mind expressing his meaning more clearly, "Ms. Fang walked slowly and didn't give away."