Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Rusheng looked at the change in the expression on the traffic policeman's face, knowing that he saw his name and recognized him, and raised an eyebrow with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." The traffic policeman shook his head pretending to be calm, exchanged his driver's license for Yan Rusheng, and then issued a ticket to Yan Rusheng, "You run a red light, this is a ticket. Now, please cooperate with us to test drunk driving."

Talking about the instrument he used to test the drunk driving, he sent it to Yan Rusheng's mouth, "Open your mouth and breathe."

Yan Ruan was too lazy to care, just wanted to end home soon.

He opened his mouth and sighed twice.

The traffic policeman glanced at the number on the display, "20, it's drunk driving. Please follow us to the traffic police team."

What? A trip to the traffic police team?

Yan Rusheng screamed with unbelievable eyes, "What the **** is 20?"

This is the first time he has done a drunk driving test and has no knowledge of alcohol measuring instruments.

When he ate at night, he was upset because of Wen Xuxu. He did drink a little wine, but he drank only a little, so that he would not be serious enough to join the traffic police.

"You drunk and drove with us to the traffic police team." The traffic police repeated again.

"Fart!" Master Yan burst out into anger.

Break through a red light and get caught in the traffic police team. Isn't this little traffic police sure to be indifferent?

He leaned his head back on the backrest, holding his hands, as if he did not intend to get out of the car.

"Small words, please cooperate with us." The attitude of the small traffic policeman was just right.

"Call my secretary ..." Master Yan's eyes flickered suddenly, and he sat upright with a sly smile in his corner.

He turned to look at the little traffic police outside. "I called my secretary and came over to help me handle it."

With that said, he picked up his cell phone and dialed the number of 'Stupid Woman'.

It took a long time to answer the phone there, and he heard a familiar voice, "Hey, always talk."

The vivid sound sounded lazy and weak, as if just waking up.

Yan Rusheng was so worried that he only walked for such a short time, and she and Jiang Zhuoheng already started to pull the lights?

Thinking so, he was inexplicably irritable.

"Wen Xuxu, I ran a red light and was stopped by a little traffic policeman. He still screamed at me for drunk driving. You came here immediately."

The tone of the order did not give Wen Xuxue a little room to say no.

Upon hearing what he said, he was arrested by the traffic police, Wen Xuxu's eyes widened in shock, "What? Drunk?"

She quickly reached for the light switch and turned on the light to get out of bed.

I found a suit from the cabinet, put it on, and hurried out.

At the traffic light, Xuxu sat in the taxi far away and saw Yan Rusheng's Mercedes S600 parked there, with several traffic police around him.

The car stopped when she crossed the road, and she hurried to run towards Yan Shengsheng's car.

"Comrade traffic police." She greeted the traffic police around the car politely, and then looked at the man in the driver's seat.

I saw him holding his hands, leaning there leisurely, like an uncle, without the slightest anxiety on his face.

She is angry and funny.

Turning his face and smiling, he looked at the little traffic policeman on the side, "Comrade traffic policeman, I'm his secretary, but I think we can never get drunk."

The two of them went out together at night, and it was impossible to come out of her house for a while and still drank.

"It was a drunk driving. He didn't say he was drunk." The traffic policeman corrected him with confidence, and then showed Wen Xuxue the alcohol meter and showed her the number, "Twenty."