Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Jiang Zhuoheng is a good boy recognized by everyone, obedient and sensible. As a rich N generation, he has not developed any bad habits.

Early in the morning and late at school, school performance has always been among the best.

Her relationship with him was in City B. It was only a short two months, but several elderly people knew about it.

Jiang Zhuoheng's family are very open-minded, and they have no first-hand experience. When they learned that they were in love, their families were all supportive voices.

In their relationship, the only objection to not being optimistic about them was words.

"Oh." Wen Xu gave a faint response, lowering his head without looking at Wen Lao.

She knew that Grandpa was probably testing her attitude towards Jiang Zhuoheng.

Her twenty-fifth birthday is coming, and it seems that Grandpa can't sit still.

...

After dinner, it was almost nine o'clock. She held the box in one hand and the big box sent by Jiang Zhuoheng back to her apartment.

Opening the door, reaching out to turn on the lights, familiar furniture, familiar furnishings and everything, let her go up with a cordial feeling.

When she entered the door, she put the big box on the ground, closed the door, threw off her boat shoes, and went straight into the bathroom with her bare feet.

A few minutes later, wrapped in a bathrobe, her hair came out wet, holding a hairdryer in the sofa, and blowing hair while watching TV.

Still feel comfortable at home.

After blowing her hair, she sighed while lying on the sofa.

"Didi"

The mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly shakes twice, there is a text message.

Xu Xu picked it up and glanced first. It was from Jiang Zhuoheng.

"Xu Xu arrives at home? I didn't pick you up at the airport at night. Go to bed early, good night."

Even if it was only a few lines of text, she could still feel the tenderness between the lines.

Xu Xu's heart warmed up, and in her ear echoed Jiang Zhuoheng's greeting in her ear that day, ‘three years, how are you doing? ’

Wen Xuxu, how are you?

She didn't even know this answer. She had desperately thought that she was still young and could wait and fight.

But now she's all twenty-five. Will she have to wait any longer and be so willful to herself?

She put down her cell phone, got up, put on slippers and ran to the door. She moved the big pink box that Zhuo Heng gave her to the sofa, opened the big bow tied on it, and opened the lid.

She carried the lid of the box and looked inside the box, her eyes lit up.

Inside was a white skirt with an upper body supported by a paper mannequin, round-neck puff sleeves, and a lace-lined neckline and cufflinks.

Xu Xu lowered the lid, took off the paper mannequin, stood up and shook the skirt away, reaching the length of her ankle.

She burst into tears for a moment.

‘What do Snow White envy? When I grow up, I will give you a skirt that looks better than her, and you must look good in it. ’

‘Xu Xu, if I come back three years later and you are still single, go back to me and be a princess? ’

How much virtue she had accumulated in her last life, she met a Jiang Zhuoheng in this life.

Even if it was a casual little guarantee, he took it seriously.

Wen had a lot of life on this night ...

After a few days on a business trip, I returned to the company and Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu were too busy to even have time to eat.

At the end of the day, it seemed very calm and everything was as usual.

When it was off work, everyone left one after another, and Wen Xuxu packed his things and left.

She glanced back at the closed president's office.

After thinking about it, I got up and knocked.