Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Now that you have lost your bet, why not have a little bit of grit and a little bet!

Now that they are back, you should raise your head and turn a blind eye to him.

Fuck, when he thinks about it, he wants to get angry, and then he knows how proud he is.

He promised that no matter where he went, there were a large number of women embracing him, but the woman closest to him even had eyes growing on others.

Deserve to be dumped!

Master Yan was on fire, stepping on the gas pedal, and the car staggered to Wen Xuxu.

The brakes snapped, and the wheels rubbed against it, marking a mark of fifty or sixty centimeters.

Wen Xuxu lowered her head just now, and the car suddenly braked in front of her, making a harsh and dangerous noise.

Her scared face was pale, and the first reaction was to look at the driver's seat.

Yan Ruyan's dark eyes stared at him spookily.

Wen Xuxu sighed a sigh of relief, stepped down the steps, walked to the back door of the car, reached out to open the door.

"Sit in the front passenger seat."

The cold voice sounded in front, using the tone of command.

Wen Xuxu ignored him, resolutely opened the back door, got in the car, and closed the door.

"Wen Xuxu is so good. I thought you would leave Rongsheng, and you wouldn't listen to me, would you?" Young Master Yan smoked, glaring his teeth and staring at Wen Xuxu.

Then he started the car, stomped on the accelerator, and drove out of the yard, driving fast on the wide road.

From time to time, Yan Ru looked up through the rear-view mirror to look at the vividness of life. In the dark car, she could only see her watery eyes.

Shines like obsidian.

She didn't speak, he didn't speak, and remained silent all the way.

At eight or nine in Kyoto, there was still a little traffic jam, and the car stopped at a traffic light.

Yan Rusheng took out the cigarette case from the storage Gree, took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and smoked dullly.

Baiteng's smoke filled the compartment.

The thick smell of tobacco went straight into the nose, and she flashed the air in front of her with her hand, opened the window, and faced outward.

The red light jumped into a green light, and Yan Rusheng killed only two or three cigarettes.

The car moved again.

Wen Xuxu looked at him, and suddenly said, "Yu Yansheng, you don't let me leave Rongsheng, is it because I left Rongsheng, it is no longer your secretary and your subordinate, you have no chance to avenge me?" "

After waiting for her answer, she went on to ask, "Did I leave Rongsheng not your subordinate? You no longer have a sense of accomplishment in front of me?"

In the darkness, she straightened her hips and looked at the man in front, her eyes looking exhausted.

"Yes!" Yan Rusheng nodded affirmatively, "So Wen Xuxu, I won't let you leave Rongsheng."

"I see." Wen Xuxu nodded and said lightly.

So he kissed her so angry, just humiliated her by the way he always used to humiliate women who did not obey him.

Because she left, he had no chance to make her any more difficult, because he thought she was going to recombine with Jiang Zhuoheng, and his wounds abandoned by Fang Jiayin could not be balanced by someone with the same experience as him.

Wen Xuxu didn't talk anymore, holding an arm on the window and holding his head.

Looking out the window, everything I saw was sad.

The car entered the Xuxu family's neighborhood and stopped at the door of their unit.

A tall figure stood in front of the electronic door in front of their unit.