486 Speak of the Devil

When Xuxu saw the roses, the first person who popped into her mind was Yan Rusheng.

She raised her hand and waved at the guy. "I am Wen Xuxu."

The delivery guy walked towards her and said, "Miss Wen Xuxu, this bouquet is for you."

He passed both invoice and bouquet to Xuxu at the same time.

After acknowledging that she had received the bouquet by signing on the invoice, the delivery guy left.

Xuxu gazed at the huge bouquet of roses and it left her exasperated. Under her breath, she muttered, "This fellow."

Even though he was loaded, he shouldn't recklessly spend his money.

She bent her body and was about to place the roses on an empty spot when someone announced President Yan's arrival.

Xuxu raised her head, and the towering figure had appeared next to her. She picked up the bouquet and showed it to him. "Yan Rusheng, what are you trying to do?"

"A woman professes her love by sending chocolates, while a man sends roses to profess his love. Stupid woman, I am giving you a taste of being courted by me." Yan Rusheng lazily leaned against her desk as he gazed at Xuxu with an eyebrow lifted. "How do you feel? Do you like it?"

Xuxu thought, "Why should I like it! You insolent fellow!"

Wen Xuxu's mouth twitched, and she felt like hurling the bouquet at him. But then again, they were at their workplace.

He was the president of the company, and she can't do anything rash in front of all the employees.

She grudgingly forced a smile. "Thank you, President Yan."

Then she rolled her eyes in her heart and placed the bouquet on the floor.

"I feel so envious of President Yan and Sister Xuxu. They are so loving."

"Nowadays, it's rare to see childhood sweethearts ending up together."

"Sister Xuxu is a role model for all women seeking a successful career and marriage."

Two female colleagues were excitedly chatting at the photocopier as they watched how Yan Rusheng and Xuxu interacted with each other. They were both green with envy.

They spoke softly, but Yan Rusheng and Xuxu still overheard their conversation.

Yan Rusheng curled his lips, feeling pleased. He suddenly bent and inched towards Xuxu's ear. With his deep baritone voice, he said, "Good morning my childhood sweetheart wife."

A red flush rose from Xuxu's neck to her cheeks. She shyly bent her head, stretched her hands, and pushed Yan Rusheng gently. "Hurry up and leave. I have work to do."

"Alright. Let's go to Grandfather's place for dinner tonight." Yan Rusheng gave her blushing cheek a peck, after which he straightened his back. He strode across the room, back to his own office.

Xuxu felt her whole face was burning. Only after Yan Rusheng had walked past her, she slowly turned her head to glance at him. As he walked away, he exuded an aloof and haughty charm.

But just seconds ago, he was teasing her.

"Good morning, my childhood sweetheart wife!"

When she recalled how he had addressed her so tenderly, Xuxu's eyes sparkled with happiness and contentment.

"Luckily, I gave up everything in the world except for you."

"I'm glad I have waited till this day."

…

Work swamped both their entire day; they barely had time to talk to each other. During lunch, however, they had time together and briefly chatted.

It was a busy period for everyone. Even in the late evening, everyone crowded the workplace.

Gradually, the colleagues left the office.

Xuxu casually glanced at the time and it shocked her. "It's already past seven."

Oh dear, it's so late. Grandfather will definitely lecture her.

She hastily saved all her work and switched off her computer.

At that moment, her phone rang. The screen showed that her grandfather was calling.

Speak of the devil.