Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He frowned in bewilderment for a moment and instructed his chauffeur, "Drive over and take a look."

"Ok," replied his chauffeur. He then switched lanes slowly, driving the car to the side of the road and stopping in front of Xuxu.

Xuxu was startled when she saw Yan Rusheng's car.

The passenger seat window rolled down slowly and a man peered out.

"Get into the car."

With a commanding tone, he ordered her to get into his car without even asking any more questions such as where her vehicle was, or why she was flagging for a cab.

It was a real challenge to flag down a cab early in the morning and if she continued to waste her time here, she would definitely be late.

Without any objections, Xuxu took a step towards the car, opened the door and got in.

The heat mode of the air condition was turned on. Xuxu's face and hand, which had then turned ice cold from the chilly wind, slowly began feeling warm again.

Due to a sudden change of temperature, her face turned redder than before. She removed the hood and unbuttoned her jacket.

"Young Madam, didn't you drive in the morning?" the chauffeur asked in bewilderment.

Yan Rusheng busied himself with the newspaper, but obviously, he wasn't concentrating on reading it at all.

After hearing what the chauffeur had to ask, he couldn't help but twitch his eyelids and listen on to what Xuxu had to say.

"Yes, I did drive, but the car got into some problem half-way to work," Xuxu answered without lifting her head.

The chauffeur turned around and glanced at her with concerned eyes. "Are you alright?"

Xuxu shook her head and smiled. "I'm fine."

She took off her jacket and drew out a set of documents from her bag and began to go over it.

The chauffeur didn't probe further and focused on driving the car.

Yan Rusheng tilted his head upwards and looked through the rear mirror, but he could only see a part of Xuxu's shoulder.

Both of them had not taken the same car to the office for the last odd twenty days. Every day, she would leave the house earlier than him.

Now that they were both in the same car, she was so quiet, as if her existence wasn't there to begin with.

She could even do her work as if nothing had happened between them.

He, on the other hand, couldn't even concentrate on reading a single word from the newspapers.

Was this the difference between loving and not loving someone?

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Throughout the journey to the office, neither of them sparked a conversation. They both got off the car at the main entrance of the office.

The moment she alighted from the car, Xuxu's cell phone rang. She answered the call while going up a flight of steps at the entrance.

"Mm. President Yan and I had already arrived."

"After the meeting, I have to head out again. Please reschedule my morning tasks to the afternoon."

"That'll be all."

After she ended the call, she hastened her steps and went through the turnstile.

Seeing her figure moving further and further away from him, how he wished he could grab hold of her.

However, his hands felt like they have been banded together, and he was unable to extend them.

Even Fang Jiayin could tell that his heart was with her. Yet, how could she not feel it?

The could only be one reason. She did not care.

After a span of twenty days, the boss and the lady boss took the same car to the office for the first time. Everyone guessed that they have met in the middle, and have dispelled any enmity between them.

The moment Xuxu reached the office, she dashed towards the bathroom. She had felt a stabbing pain on her forehead earlier after knocking it against the steering wheel. When she looked into the mirror she saw a red, swollen bruise on her head.

She went to the fridge and took a bottle of cold beverage. She wrapped it with her scarf and placed it on her forehead.

"Miss Xuxu, what happened to you?" asked a colleague from the President's office, she sounded worried. She had just walked at the moment Xuxu placed the beverage on her head.

Xuxu pressed her lips together and shook her head. "It's nothing serious. I knocked my forehead accidentally."

After saying this, she removed the cold beverage and looked into the mirror once more. The swelling was still visible but the redness had subsided a little.

The colleague took a glimpse of it and exclaimed, "Hey, it's swollen."