Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

After all, she turned, lifted her feet, and walked towards the elevator in a slow pace.

"Auntie." Xuxu raised his feet to catch up, and Yan Rusheng reached out and clasped her wrist, stopping her again.

She turned her head, a little annoyed, "What are you doing?"

"She can't listen to what you say now." Yan Rusheng stared deeply at Jiang Qinglian, who was getting farther and farther, and there was a hint of furrow in his eyebrows.

Xu Xu ignores him and shakes off his hand, insisting on chasing Jiang Qinglian.

This home, run by my grandmother, must not be so divided.

From her childhood, she gave her a lot of warm aunts, her elder brother and second elder brother. She couldn't watch them parting ways and even meeting each other.

"Auntie." Lifelike footsteps ran quickly, chasing Jiang Qinglian, and hugged her waist. "Auntie, it's really not Asheng, he doesn't have it, Wang Bin is being used." Come to deal with words like life, against our speakers. "

"Xu Xu, I'm not because of this." Jiang Qinglian's voice was still cold, but without the strong hostility just now, she said, "It's just that I and Yan Weiye have come to this step and cannot go on together, such as Nan was wrong, but it was caused by his father. I just swallowed it. I just wanted to keep a complete home. But now something happened to Ru Nan. The home is no longer complete. I just came to ask the old lady for a will. Nothing left to us. "

After speaking, she sighed deeply, sighing all the regrets, regrets, helplessness, and the sadness and chill in her heart.

With these words, her tone was calm.

However, the words and expressions are firm and resolute, which also makes Xu Xuan distressed.

I swallowed, just trying to keep an entire home ...

After marriage, what is a woman's contribution to a family?

It's all, it's all, it's all the inclusion and tolerance that I once thought I couldn't possibly do.

It is estimated that there are only so many women in this world, like Aunt Murray, who are loved by men as princesses all their lives.

Xuxu's hands still clasped her waist and refused to let go, like a foolish child, crying and saying, "Yu Rusheng must have a way to help the second brother, auntie you believe him."

A flash of memory flashed in her mind, the uncle used to help grandma manage housework at home.

The family used to be harmonious, do not fight, do not fight, and do not engage in quarrels. How many families like them are envied, not even ordinary people.

"I'll figure it out by myself." Jiang Qinglian reached out and lifted the elevator, then forcibly opened his hand.

The elevator came and she lifted her foot in.

Looking at Jiang Qinglian vividly, the elevator door was closed, and she suddenly turned around, sobbing silently against her lingering chest that had just arrived by her side.

"Why is this so? Why, Ah Sheng?

She raised her hands and clutched Yan Rusheng's suit. For the first time, she felt that she was so useless. In the end, she let the verbalist appear as it is now.

Yan Rusheng stretched out her hand and patted her lifelike back gently, soothing her, "Don't be sad, I know you have been working hard."

She cared for Su Shi's meticulous care, and her original intention was to hope that Uncle could focus on his official home and keep their home intact. He didn't want Uncle to tell Su Shi that their affairs should be uncle's aunt.