Why did Jiang Zhuoheng pop into his mind?
He had yearned to have Wen Xuxu all to himself.
Yan Rusheng stared at Xuxu and fell into a stupor for a while. He flipped his body around and grabbed his phone.
He quickly typed a text and sent it. 'In the future, you have to take care of her matters by yourself. Don't bother me anymore.'
He deleted the text after sending it and stowed his phone away. He then switched off the bedside lamp, and turned around to lie down on the bed facing Xuxu.
…
Xuxu and Yan Rusheng slept through until 10 a.m.,and they were obviously late for work.
They were already late, anyway.
Yan Rusheng told Xuxu not to be anxious but the latter couldn't help herself. They were swarmed with work and there was a huge pile of work waiting for them.
After washing up, she changed into her clothes and left the room first.
