Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Rusheng had already come downstairs, and he changed his clothes after taking a bath. In the living room, he was discussing something with Yan Weihong.

Seeing him, lifelike grits.

"Xu Xu, what are you doing so tightly at home?" Mu Li came out of the restaurant and saw Xuan Xu with curiosity as she passed the stairs.

Xu Xu lowered his head and glanced at the silk scarf around his neck, and shook his head with an awkward smile. "No ... nothing, a little cold."

She didn't even believe this, and she didn't say what day it is now. How could it be so cold that she needed a scarf?

The conversation between the two shocked the father and son sitting on the sofa, and they looked together.

Seeing Xu Xuan, Yan Rusheng's eyes showed a sly smile.

"This child, Bacheng has played with fire for an hour just now." Ms. Mu Li, the old river and lake, came by and saw the life-like lie at a glance. She went up the stairs to face life-like.

He walked in front of her, reaching for her silk scarf around her neck.

Xu Xu flashed away, "No, I'm just like that."

After speaking, she lowered her head, quickly went downstairs, and turned directly into the restaurant after going downstairs.

I knew it wasn't around the silk scarf, but now I can't come to Taiwan.

Mu Li felt uncomfortable looking at the sweat when she ate. "Silly girl, quickly put down the silk scarf and cover up your sister-in-law."

Xu Xu shook his head, "It's all right."

Since it hasn't been done just now, it's even more impossible now.

She buried her head and ate quickly. It was good to go upstairs early after eating.

What more did Mu Li want to say, Yan Weihong glanced over with an impatient look, "The child doesn't feel hot, just leave it alone."

Can't see the child is embarrassed? I have to make her more embarrassed.

With that in mind, he looked at Xiang Rusheng again, "Yan San, did your aunt have any action? Do you know which company she wants to transfer the shares to?"

Thirty percent of Rongsheng's shares are definitely not what ordinary companies can eat.

This topic made the atmosphere tense, Xuxu's hand holding chopsticks trembled, and his mouth chewed.

She raised her eyelids and looked secretly at the words.

Yan Rusheng had a faint smile on her face, and she could not see her guilty conscience.

He said, "There is action, I will tell you if there is a result."

Yan Weihong nodded his head and said "Oh, she's so eager to sell, we can only let her go for the time being. You just reclaimed those small shares, and now the funds are limited, only I'll be able to figure it out by then. "

He paused and raised his voice again, "You must not let so many shares always have a surname. Rongsheng is the foundation laid by your grandpa and grandma, and it is your grandma's hard work."

His tone was firm and unquestionable.

Xuanxu was uncomfortable crying. Rong Sheng was the lifelong work of grandma. Grandma lived to her eighties and was still worried about the company's future development before leaving.

At the moment, thirty percent of the shares are revealed to her most despised opponent.

If she had a spirit in heaven, she would feel much colder and more uncomfortable.

She looked at Yan Rusheng, not knowing how he would answer, not how he would answer.

Yan Rusheng still had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile in his eyes did not reach the bottom of his eyes. He nodded his head and said, then lowered his head, and ate meal absently.

"I'm done. Let's go upstairs."

Xuanxu lost her appetite, dropped her chopsticks, greeted them to Murray, and got up to leave the restaurant.