Wen Xuxu's smile abruptly vanished and she said seriously, "You actually rejected Madam Wang Daqin . Are you tired of living?"
Jiang Zhuoheng frowned in protest . "I'm innocent . Everyone knows how much I love and care for the elderly . "
He knew the old madam too well . If he hadn't talked over her attempts to say something, he wouldn't have been able to bring Xuxu out today .
"Oh, please," Wen Xuxu replied and she leaned back . She raised her hands and stretched herself . Then she touched her belly and yelled, "Stop this nonsense and let's hurry up and grab some food! I'm so famished that my chest is as flat as my back . "
She never had to suppress herself in front of Jiang Zhuoheng .
Even though they hadn't seen each other in three years, everything remained the same . Just as if they had never been separated .
She thought, if Fang Jiayin came back, would Yan Rusheng be the same?
The Mercedes S600 which exuded a low-key elegance turned into the courtyard . The car lights illuminated the courtyard .
The car door opened and a tall man got down . With a casual push, he closed the door with a 'bang' .
He strode forward with his long legs and walked towards the house with heavy footsteps . His entire body emitted an eerie hostility that seemed to warn others to stay away from him .
He couldn't be bothered to change his shoes and walked directly towards the staircase .
"Third Young Master . "
When the servants saw him, they didn't even dare to raise their heads . They simply greeted him and retreated .
Wang Daqin was in the dining room making a fruit salad with Aunt Zhang . When she heard someone calling out 'Third Young Master', she walked out with a peeled apple .
"Yan Rusheng!" She stood at the dining room entrance and yelled at Yan Rusheng who was now upstairs .
He heard her but Yan Rusheng didn't pause in his footsteps . In fact, he purposely quickened his pace to spite her .
Wang Daqin was impatient . "Hey, this wretched fellow is setting himself against me . "
She raised her hands and hurled the apple in her hand at Yan Rusheng .
Recently, she'd been practicing line dance moves together with Aunt Zhang, and the time she'd spent hadn't gone to waste . She had amazing arm strength—the apple flew far and accurately hit Yan Rusheng's back .
Yan Rusheng finally halted his footsteps but his expression became colder .
He turned his head and looked at the old lady standing downstairs who was smugly crossing her arms and looking up at him . "What have I done to make you dissatisfied again?"
She had wanted to support that stupid woman, and he had listened to her . What was she dissatisfied with?
To actually throw an apple at him!
"Why didn't you respond when I called your name?" Wang Daqin questioned him resentfully .
How dare he disregard her? This fellow's temper had definitely gotten worse .
Yan Rusheng smirked coldly . "Don't you already have a well-behaved granddaughter? Wen Xuxu? I thought I was invisible to you . Did you call me?"
He became bitter when the subject was brought up .
He'd already sworn to himself that he wouldn't let that stupid woman get away so easily . But this old lady had used his grandfather's last words to threaten him and therefore he had to approve that stupid woman's resignation .
Young Master Yan grew angrier at the thought of it . He felt that he was burning up even though he only had a shirt on .
He grabbed his collar and tugged at it forcefully . As a result, the crystal buttons were pulled off and they fell with a clatter as they scattered on the floor .
Some bounced to the bottom of the stairs while the other buttons ricocheted off the wall and flung a distance away .
Wang Daqin's expression changed . "Yan Rusheng, are you trying to provoke me?"
In the past no matter how she'd reprimanded him, all he did was slam the door and leave the house . When he returned, he would take the initiative to apologize to her and admit his mistake .
However this time he had clashed with her directly . This was also the first time he'd ever openly lost his temper with her .
Wen Xuxu 39 s smile abruptly vanished and she said seriously, You actually rejected Madam Wang Daqin . Are you tired of living Jiang Zhuoheng frowned in protest . I 39 m innocent . Everyone knows how much I love and care for the elderly . He knew the old madam too well . If he hadn 39 t talked over her attempts to say something, he wouldn 39 t have been able to bring Xuxu out today . Oh, please, Wen Xuxu replied and she leaned back . She raised her hands and stretched herself . Then she touched her belly and yelled, Stop this nonsense and let 39 s hurry up and grab some food I 39 m so famished that my chest is as flat as my back . She never had to suppress herself in front of Jiang Zhuoheng . Even though they hadn 39 t seen each other in three years, everything remained the same . Just as if they had never been separated . She thought, if Fang Jiayin came back, would Yan Rusheng be the same . . . The Mercedes S600 which exuded a low key elegance turned into the courtyard . The car lights illuminated the courtyard . The car door opened and a tall man got down . With a casual push, he closed the door with a 39 bang 39 . He strode forward with his long legs and walked towards the house with heavy footsteps . His entire body emitted an eerie hostility that seemed to warn others to stay away from him . He couldn 39 t be bothered to change his shoes and walked directly towards the staircase . Third Young Master . When the servants saw him, they didn 39 t even dare to raise their heads . They simply greeted him and retreated . Wang Daqin was in the dining room making a fruit salad with Aunt Zhang . When she heard someone calling out 39 Third Young Master 39 , she walked out with a peeled apple . Yan Rusheng She stood at the dining room entrance and yelled at Yan Rusheng who was now upstairs . He heard her but Yan Rusheng didn 39 t pause in his footsteps . In fact, he purposely quickened his pace to spite her . Wang Daqin was impatient . Hey, this wretched fellow is setting himself against me . She raised her hands and hurled the apple in her hand at Yan Rusheng . Recently, she 39 d been practicing line dance moves together with Aunt Zhang, and the time she 39 d spent hadn 39 t gone to waste . She had amazing arm strength the apple flew far and accurately hit Yan Rusheng 39 s back . Yan Rusheng finally halted his footsteps but his expression became colder . He turned his head and looked at the old lady standing downstairs who was smugly crossing her arms and looking up at him . What have I done to make you dissatisfied again She had wanted to support that stupid woman, and he had listened to her . What was she dissatisfied with To actually throw an apple at him Why didn 39 t you respond when I called your name Wang Daqin questioned him resentfully . How dare he disregard her This fellow 39 s temper had definitely gotten worse . Yan Rusheng smirked coldly . Don 39 t you already have a well behaved granddaughter Wen Xuxu I thought I was invisible to you . Did you call me He became bitter when the subject was brought up . He 39 d already sworn to himself that he wouldn 39 t let that stupid woman get away so easily . But this old lady had used his grandfather 39 s last words to threaten him and therefore he had to approve that stupid woman 39 s resignation . Young Master Yan grew angrier at the thought of it . He felt that he was burning up even though he only had a shirt on . He grabbed his collar and tugged at it forcefully . As a result, the crystal buttons were pulled off and they fell with a clatter as they scattered on the floor . Some bounced to the bottom of the stairs while the other buttons ricocheted off the wall and flung a distance away . Wang Daqin 39 s expression changed . Yan Rusheng, are you trying to provoke me In the past no matter how she 39 d reprimanded him, all he did was slam the door and leave the house . When he returned, he would take the initiative to apologize to her and admit his mistake . However this time he had clashed with her directly . This was also the first time he 39 d ever openly lost his temper with her .
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