Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

She grabbed her phone and promptly answered the call. She propped the phone in between her shoulder and neck as she was tidying her desk at the same time. "Grandfather, work delayed me. I'll be there in a short while. Eat first if you're hungry."

"No, no. He really wanted to go, but I was the one who was late. He's already ready and is waiting for me."

"Got it, bye-bye."

She ended the call and grabbed her bag. She stalked towards Yan Rusheng's office, and knocked on his door as a habit.

Yan Rusheng's pleasant voice called out from the room. "Come in."

Xuxu pushed the door and peeked her head in. She called out to him, "Yan Rusheng, hurry up. My grandfather is getting angry."

Yan Rusheng immediately shut down his laptop and got his coat.

Xuxu turned around, and she accidentally caught sight of the bouquet of roses on the floor.

After a brief contemplation, she walked over and picked up the bouquet. In an air-conditioned room, the roses still look fresh and lovely.

Yan Rusheng frowned when he saw Xuxu holding the roses in her hand. "Do you intend to bring them along? It's so heavy."

Xuxu looked at the bouquet. She then pouted. "Grandfather doesn't have a good impression of you."

Yan Rusheng understood why she wanted to bring the roses along. He replied simply, "You are thoughtful indeed."

The old man only has one granddaughter, and he cherished and doted on her. If the old man knew that he had treated his granddaughter well, he reckoned that he easily would accept him more.

But he still felt aggrieved as he put his arm around Xuxu's waist. He frowned with contempt. "What's so good about that fellow Jiang Zhuoheng? From head to toe, he is just a pretentious guy."

Xuxu furrowed her eyebrows and gave the man a deathly glare. "Why do you keep comparing yourself with Ah Heng? Talking behind someone's back will make your tongue grow longer. Beware!"

Yan Rusheng lifted his eyebrows with a glum expression. "Wen Xuxu, how dare you defend Jiang Zhuoheng with no second thoughts?"

"All right." Xuxu clenched her fists and punched him lightly on his chest. "Don't be so unreasonable."

This narrow-minded fellow had obviously deemed Ah Heng as a prick and an eyesore.

If he knew the truth, what would happen?

Xuxu couldn't conceal her grin as she thought of it.

Even though she was peering at the ground, Yan Rusheng could still see how her lips were curled. He realized that she was smiling gleefully, and his eyebrows became knitted than ever. "Wen Xuxu, who are you thinking of?"

Xuxu glanced at him and beamed. "I was just wondering if grandfather would pull a long face when he sees you later."

Yan Rusheng was speechless…

It's possible that the old man would do that. Until now, he did not understand what offense he had made to make the old man detest him so much.

…

There was a heavy snowstorm yesterday, and the amount of traffic police had doubled that day. The traffic was crawling on the congested roads.

Xuxu sat on the front passenger seat as she rested her head against the window. She dozed off listening to a sorrowful love song playing on the radio.

'Sometimes, sometimes, I do believe that everything comes to an end… reunions and separations… nothing lasts forever…'

At a traffic junction, the car stopped at a red light. He glanced at the woman who was sound asleep next to him. Her luscious and curled eyelashes cast a shadow on her face.

It was peaceful, quiet, and lovely.

Wen Xuxu, time will never turn old and our love will be immortal.

…

They reached the clinic just before 9 p.m. Fortunately, the distance between the clinic and the company wasn't too far.