Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Yan was so excited, "I'll pick you up then."

He lowered his head, looked at the screen of the mobile phone, and smiled as if there was no one else, just like a male idiot.

I was deeply despised by all the directors here. Look at his success, protect his wife and children, and squatted down in public to tie women's shoes!

Now the daughter-in-law sent a text message, he could not wait to lick the screen.

Really shameful, too shameful.

Everyone is mainly unbalanced, why can he play mobile phones at any meeting? And all of them connected to the phone would be hung up by his eye-warning immediately?

Yan Rusheng didn't notice everyone's eyes, and he didn't want to pay attention.

Xu Xu still returned a 'um' word.

Great, she was going to go with him to eat the fried rice noodles in that house, did she imply that he forgave him? Willing to reconcile with him?

Whether or not, it is where they remember most.

"General Yan."

Someone was getting impatient and reminded carefully.

Yan Rusheng finally looked away from the mobile phone screen and looked at everyone. The smile on his face was also fleeting. "The meeting, everything will come back after I go to the coast."

But the tone and attitude are not twice as good as before.

After speaking, he got up and strode out of the conference room.

Out of the conference room, he asked Qiao Jian who was next to him as he walked, "Qiao Jian, help me order a bouquet of flowers."

He's going to attack this evening, at least he needs to make a big improvement. When he comes back from the coast, take a moment, maybe he will be able to embrace the beauty.

Oh ... it really can't wait.

"Good president," Qiao Jian responded, and then asked, "what do you want to order?"

Yan Rusheng turned his head and frowned at Qiao Jian, "Of course roses, red roses."

Does this still need to ask, the red rose represents love, his passion for her.

There was a smile in Qiao Jian's eyes, and he replied, "I see, ninety-nine?"

It seems that the boss and the wife are trying to reconcile the rhythm.

So, is their spring still far? Is it far?

In the future, there is no need to worry about the dog's **** head being scolded for a little mistake, and no longer have to face a frozen face every day.

Oh yeah! !! !!

"Right ..." Yan Rusheng nodded, and suddenly thought of something, frowning: "Forget it, don't be ninety-nine, too heavy, just nine."

She is pregnant now, ninety-nine flowers are so heavy, it is difficult to hold it.

"Good president." Qiao Jian nodded, and then raised a question, "Is it going to be ordered directly for the flower shop to give to the boss?"

Yan Rusheng shook his head, "No, come here, I will give it to her personally."

Then he looked at Qiao Jian in wonder, "How do you know that I want to give her?"

"Eh!" Qiao Jian froze, not knowing how to answer.

He wanted to return: You have not eaten the ambitious leopard gall, dare to send other women roses?

Don't forget that the boss hasn't forgiven you yet.

So who are you giving the flowers to not the boss? Can you think of it with your toes?

"Qiao Jian, you have finally grown up in IQ recently." Master Yan cast an eye on Assistant Qiao with appreciation, then turned around and walked forward.

Qiao Jian: "..."

Obviously you fell in love and degraded IQ.

He looked at Yan Rusheng's back, shook his head, and sighed in his heart, the IQ of the people in love really was negative.