Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Rusheng was very happy, "Okay, I'll pick you up from work at night. Call me if you want something to eat. I'll book a place in advance."

He wasn't happy that he didn't have to cook at night, but that Xuanxu offered to go out for dinner with him.

They haven't sat alone to eat for two or three months.

Every day he prepared meals for her, and although it was at the same time every day for breakfast and dinner, it was always across a wall.

Xu Xu gently nodded, "Well."

"Then I'll go first." Yan Rusheng got up, and there was a smile of spring in his handsome face.

The long body stood up to make life feel so tall.

She thought, Ah Sheng, you must be right?

Xu Xuxu gave away the words, and his tall figure disappeared into her sight. She slowly retracted her eyes, looked at the bag of the first love, and Yan Rusheng bought her afternoon tea.

The bag was full. He should have bought the roses for them.

He seems to have grown up a lot.

At least understand these most basic human circumstances.

After having afternoon tea, I watched the design of related textbooks for a while, and then it was almost five o'clock.

She thought about it, picked up her cell phone, opened a text message, and typed a number that she could remember in her head.

‘How about going for fried rice noodles at night? ’

...

"General Yan, those people obviously want to take advantage of this opportunity, we cannot sympathize with such people."

"That is, such insatiable people, with this one, they will definitely have the next."

"Let's stay calm and see if they can jump the sky down."

"But this will affect the progress of our project and things that can be handled properly. Why do we have to work hard?"

"What's the big deal? It's obviously that the local government has come up with new ideas at work."

"..."

At the meeting, some large and small shareholders of Rongsheng agreed with each other. Yan Rusheng put her arms on the table, holding her foreheads, and listening to their arguments, her temples began to swell.

Suddenly, he looked up and shouted, "Okay, don't make any more noise."

In the large conference room, they suddenly became quiet, silent, and their eyes were timidly looking at the cold-skinned man.

They all pursed their lips and didn't dare to say one more word.

"I'll go tomorrow ..." Yan Rusheng said, half of what he said, the phone screen in front of him suddenly turned on. He glanced instinctively, thinking he was passing by.

His eyes were stuck by the sender, wife.

He paused what he wanted to say, picked up his cell phone, opened a text message, ‘how about eating fried rice noodles at night? ’

He was ecstatic to see the text.

He went to eat fried rice noodles in the evening. He was very excited, but he was not sure. He immediately replied to her, "Is that the one in the middle school?"

After the news went out, his attention was still on the phone, anxiously waiting for a lifelike reply.

In this way, the old sensible of a conference room was ignored by him.

Is there anything wrong? Now they are having such an important meeting, and some of them have come back from a foreign country to hold this meeting. He even asked them to watch his cellphone and chat with others here.

It's too ignorant of him to be foolish.

But when was there anyone in his eyes? When have you been polite to them?

The phone's screen finally turned on, and Xu Xuan came back with a 'um' word.