Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Everyone's attention still falls on them, and the onlookers are getting larger and larger.

Seeing lifelike looks always embarrassed.

Yan Rusheng glanced at her, and then looked coldly at those who looked at them, "Everyone who just watched, each person paid five hundred viewing fees, don't come to work next month."

The long tone expresses unquestionable domineering.

The people quickly closed their lips and shut up, narrowed their necks, and turned to flee.

Did n’t you just watch the live broadcast for a few seconds? If there is no deeper content, you need to pay 500 yuan for the viewing fee.

There is no charge for such a hot show in the fitting room.

Is it always swollen?

Sure enough, it is a capitalist who **** blood without blinking.

Everyone was slandering in dissatisfaction, but no one dared to raise objections.

It's hard to find a job now, and it's a high threshold company like Rongsheng, so you have to pay the 500 yuan.

Xuxu's mouth twitched and couldn't stop, "Yan Yousheng don't you want to face?"

She scorned her words for a moment, and then got up angrily, and strode away, and the sound of 噔 噔 噔 噔 's footsteps was getting farther and farther.

It ’s not only a shame to be seen when people see it at a large scale, but they are embarrassed to find someone to pay for the viewing fee. This kind of thing will not be done by a second person except he is living.

Yan Rusheng picked up his glass again, leaned on the sofa, lazily tilted his legs, and looked at the little woman who escaped with anger and interest.

How to do? Just looking at her back, he felt so pleasing.

He couldn't figure out why he fell in love with this woman, such as Wen Xuxu, and had never had a better impression of her since childhood.

He even went to warn her never to think about him because of the scandal between them.

But who would have thought that he loved her to the point of becoming idiotic now? Anxious to throw away all identity images, haunt her all the time.

We ’ve been together for more than two decades, and we have been together for more than ten years. Is n’t that enough?

The answer is certainly not enough. He wants to ...

Yan Rusheng's eyes looked deeply at the little woman who had been integrated into the crowd, and her mouth was light.

lifetime!

...

Yan Rusheng and some young masters entered the chess room for a while. After coming out, he couldn't find Wen Xuxu in the hall.

"Manager Wang."

He saw Manager Wang of the PR department in the crowd and recruited him.

Manager Wang came over in a hurry, nodding slightly at him, "Yanzong."

Yan Rusheng asked, "Where is the warm and vivid room?"

He thought she wasn't in the chess room or the lobby, she must have returned to the room to rest.

Manager Wang replied: "Mrs. room is at 208."

Hearing that Yan Rusheng didn't say anything, he strode toward the entrance of the lobby, and when he went out, he glanced at the road sign of the room number and knew where the room 208 was going.

"General Yan."

Yan Rusheng just turned and prepared to walk towards the vivid room, suddenly someone called her, a familiar woman's voice.

He stopped, staring in the direction of the sound, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Miss Zhou."

Zhou Tong wore a camel-packed hip dress with a small white fur coat on her shoulders, a bright pink Chanel bag in her hand, light makeup on her face, and she was exuberant towards the word.

A tall woman followed her.