Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Xuxu was wearing a shirt that was like Yan Sheng was going to take a shower in the bathroom. Although Yan Rusheng was asleep and there was no one else in the room, she was still embarrassed to walk around the room naked.

She got out of bed and picked up the suit pants she couldn't care about just because she was still on the ground.

Ready to be sent to the laundry basket, she walked to check if there was anything in her pocket.

what?

She felt a hard piece of paper in one of her pockets, and frowned in confusion, then reached into it and pulled out the contents.

Her eyes trembled slightly as she looked at what was pulled out.

‘November 11th, returnee female musician Fang Jiayin charity concert ...’

‘Break the concert, what ’s so nice, if you like it, I ’ll play the piano for you. ’

She let go, and her trousers fell to the ground.

It's ironic that she stumbled twice in the same way ...

Behind the gentle ... always hiding a sharp knife!

...

Yan Rusheng slept into the sun three times awake, woke up still groggy, and lay for a long time before getting up.

The location beside the bed was empty, but there were obvious signs of rolling over.

He tickled his lips, rolled over and got out of bed, took a shower in the bathroom, and put on a bathrobe before pulling out the curtains.

Standing on the balcony, he brushed his hair and looked out the window. Unconsciously, the leaves on the tree began to turn yellow.

Is it because of the loved ones around you that you ignore this seasonal change?

He smiled and the answer was yes.

With his hair half-dried, he turned to prepare to change his clothes, glancing inadvertently from the bedside table.

what is that?

There were two tickets on the bedside table that looked like something. He paused, then turned around and walked over.

Seeing those two tickets, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

How come there are two tickets for Fang Jiayin's concert on November 11th?

Is that stupid woman really looking for Fang Jiayin for a ticket?

No ... she's not interested in music.

That was what Fang Jiayin contacted her in private and gave it to her?

Thinking, his face was a little cold.

But ... if Fang Jiayin gave it to Xuanxing, why did Xuanxing put the tickets here? What do you mean?

He was determined to put the two tickets here, but he couldn't guess her mind.

Unable to figure it out, he quickly changed his clothes and went downstairs to tell him that Xuxu had just left.

Zhang Ye also revealed to him that he went back to his room to sleep last night.

This is a vital message!

Yan Rusheng called Xuxu while driving.

The peak period has not completely passed, and there is still a little block on the ring road. He is wearing blue-colored headphones and listening to several ‘beep ’s. Only then there comes a vivid voice,“ Hi.

"Wen Xuxu, did Fang Jiayin go to you?" Yan Rusheng asked in a straightforward inquiry.

On the phone, Wen Xuxu answered simply, "No."

Her voice was cold, and she resumed the mode of dealing with him long ago.

No? Yan Ru frowned, "Well ... where did you get those two tickets on the nightstand?"

"It fell out of your pocket." There was a hint of doubt in the vivid tone.

Yan Rusheng's mind only focused on her answer, and did not listen carefully to her tone.

Falling out of his pocket? Yan Rusheng's eyebrows tightened tighter and more confused.