Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"I miss her, you go call." Wang Daqin directly ordered.

What do these two kids mean?

Why did you get out of bed and talk of each other like enemies?

A faint sorrow appeared in the old lady's eyes, so when will she reach her great grandson?

"I see." Yan Rusheng made a perfunctory statement and turned upstairs.

Wang Daqin glanced deeply at the back of his grandson, who was cold and proud, and then sighed deeply, ‘oh! ’

It seems that some medicine must be used!

Yan Rusheng returned to the room, tired for a day, he took a bath, put on home clothes and lay on the bed.

Gaze inadvertently glanced at the photo frame placed on the nightstand, and his gaze stayed on it.

The gentle girl, with shoulder-length black hair, smiled.

Standing on the playground on the campus of the university, wearing a red T-shirt made her beautiful face more flamboyant.

He slowly reached out his hand, picked up the album, and looked at the girl in the photo, his brows frowning sadly.

"Yan Rusheng you have no seed."

"Yan Rusheng your dog bites Lu Dongbin!"

Suddenly a small expression of warm and fierce expression popped into his mind, and his heart shook.

How could this be?

Even staring at the photos of Jiayin can think of that stupid woman,

He quickly reached out and touched his forehead. Is he already ill?

Just then, his cell phone in the drawer of the bedside table rang.

The familiar ringtone interrupted his fearful thoughts. He got up and got out of bed, opened the drawer to pick up the mobile phone, and put the photo album in his hand into the drawer.

Then close the drawer.

Taking out the mobile phone, Master Yan glanced at the caller ID, ‘stupid woman’ came into his eyes, and he could n’t wait to answer.

After putting it in his ear, he resumed his usual cold attitude towards her, "What?"

A vivid voice came from the telegram, "Grandma called and told me you have something to find me?"

That old lady really couldn't die if she didn't die in the Yellow River ...

Master Yan reluctantly thought in his heart, his tone of emotion could not help but be a little soft, "It's nothing, let's talk to the company tomorrow."

At this point he had reached the window, watching the full moon outside, and he was afraid that his attitude would animate her and affect her sleep.

Master Yan Jun's face was dignified, and he was finished, he was poisoned by that stupid woman.

Girl Wen over the phone knew that the young master had such a complicated mood at this time.

A slight reply, "Okay."

That tone obviously meant to hang up.

Yan Rusheng was impulsive and asked nervously, "Are you going to sleep, Wen Xuxu?"

Xuxu did not care about his tension there, complaining dissatisfied: "Master, your clerk has left me so much work, I have been working at home for almost a week, how can I go to bed so early?"

"Then you do it as soon as possible, and you are not allowed to sleep after you finish it." Master Yan regained Ao Jiao, and hung up the phone without even saying a greeting.

During dinner, he kept staring at the dinner plate on the table, absent-minded.

Wang Daqin asked, "Yan San, what happened to you?"

Yan Rusheng came back to life, shook his head with a guilty conscience, "No."

"Hey, I thought it came to life, specially made her the pickled fish she loved, but the girl didn't come."

The old lady looked at the large plate of pickled fish and said disappointed.