MTL - Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife-Chapter 15 Please don't move your big buddha

"I know, Ah Heng told me by e-mail last week." It was as if he was angry, Wen Xuxu looked up, and replied with a smile. "He finished the graduation thesis last month and let me help him. A lot of English, I despised him severely. "

Yan Rusheng's complexion changed slightly, and a look of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

This **** Jiang Zhuoheng has already broken up and is still in touch with this dead girl, what is he trying to do?

Look at this proud girl.

After listening to Wen Xuxu's words, Wang Daqin was a little surprised, "Are you still connected with A Heng?"

Ever since A Heng went to State Y, they never heard the name Jiang Zhuoheng from Xuanxu's mouth again. They thought she had made friends with him all at once.

Unexpectedly, the two of them were still connected.

Ms. Wang Daqin was uneasy. Xuanxu has become more and more excellent in the past three years. Will Aheng's boy come back to develop, will there be regrets and he will recover Xuanxu?

Wen Xuxu answered her indifferently, "Actually Ah Heng has always emailed me."

Wang Daqin's absent-minded oh, she turned her head to look at her grandson, and glared at him for not being able to make steel.

Yan Yansheng is also very unwilling.

How could he tolerate Wen Xuxu being so proud of him ...

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After eating dinner, Wang Daqin had to leave lifelike and eat fruit and drink sweet soup before leaving, and tossed to more than nine o'clock, she reluctantly let go.

She took Wen Xuxu's hand and sent her to the door. "It's so late and I won't go to work tomorrow. How good you are here."

Wen Xuxu reached out and hugged her, this hug expressed her infinite gratitude.

She said, "I'll come again next time, anyway, not far."

"Go back early." Wang Daqin patted Wen Xuxu's back and gently pushed her away.

Looking at the driver who was already waiting by the car, he explained: "Slow down the road."

"Relax, old lady." The driver replied respectfully to Wang Daqin.

Wen Xuxu waved his hand to Wang Daqin and got on the car.

The car started, poured out of the yard, and instantly disappeared into Wang Daqin's sight.

The study room on the second floor was brightly lit, a tall figure stood on the balcony, and looked at the car where Wen Xuxu was sitting, leaving a pair of dark eyes with complicated emotions.

The mobile phone in my hand kept shaking.

Just now, he opened the group of students who have been blocked for a long time. Everyone got the wind. They knew that Jiang Zhuoheng was coming back and talked about the classmates in the group.

There was only him, Wen Xuxu, and Fang Jiayin in the whole group who did not bubbling. Even Jiang Zhuoheng, who was abroad, would reply from time to time.

He lowered his head to open the screen and nodded the group members, his gaze fell on the nickname "Good Voice in the South".

This is Fang Jiayin's QQ nickname. For three years, this number has been depressed with her master.

Fang Jiayin and Jiang Zhuoheng are back. Are you still not willful?

Yan Rusheng was staring at the screen, and suddenly there was Aite in the group.

He returned to check the message. It was Jiang Zhuoheng.

"Yan San, I will return to China next month, and you will go to the airport to meet me."

Yan Rusheng's first reaction was of course to refuse, "Did you know the way home for a few years abroad? Get yourself back."

Who is he who hasn't picked him up at the airport when he is so old? People always pick him up at the airport.

Jiang Zhuoheng: "It is true that Xuxu said, please don't move your Buddha."