Chapter 151 He Lost to Her Again

Master Yan glanced around the small living room of Xuxu's house, and then said reluctantly: "Although your house is a little small and dirty, I can make do with it for one night."

Xuxu ignored all his comments about her family, took them out of context, and shouted in surprise: "You want to live in my house?"

Did she hear it correctly?

Yan Rusheng sat up straight, looked at her disdainfully, and said coldly: "Don't feel flattered. I will ask Aunt Zhang to disinfect my clothes when I get home tomorrow."

Wen Xuxu: "..."

Master, you are so narcissistic!

"It's okay if you run out of gas. Just call and ask the driver to pick you up."

Since you feel so disgusted and wronged, then get out of here!

Even if he didn't dislike it, there was no way she would let him stay at her house overnight.

Now that she has made a decision, there should not be too much involvement between them. She cannot let herself be disappointed, nor can she let A Heng down.

He was rejected, he was rejected.

Master Yan's self-esteem was hurt. He stood up and looked down at Wen Xuxu and sneered, "Wen Xuxu, I was just joking. Do you really think that I am willing to condescend to spend the night in your little doghouse?"

Your home is the doghouse!

Xuxu scolded him in her mind, then stood up and said calmly: "Then I will send Mr. Yan downstairs."

She said, how could he live in her house, let alone in a city? Young Master Yan was abroad in the middle of the night. If he really wanted to go home, he could go back immediately.

Why can't I leave because the car is out of gas?

If it were Fang Jiayin, he might have made an excuse because he didn't want to leave, but she was not Fang Jiayin.

Master Yan was in a bad mood, more irritable than when he came.

Naturally, his tone of voice was not much better, "It's not like I don't know how to take the elevator. Why do I need you to take me there?"

He strode to the door, opened it, and rushed out.

The door slammed shut, and Xuxu's petite body trembled from the shock.

What happened to everything?

She looked at the door that was violently closed by Yan Rusheng and blinked in confusion for a while, not wanting to understand why the third young master was angry.

"Why does it look like menopause?" She muttered in a low voice, then turned around and saw the plate of pickled fish that was in a mess that she had eaten, and she became even more curious.

What method did grandma use to persuade him to send her fish in the middle of the night?

…

He knew he shouldn't have come. He didn't even get a favor from her, and he was even disliked by that stupid woman.

Master Yan regretted and blamed himself all the way, driving as fast as a rocket.

This night he couldn't sleep again.

He hadn't slept well for two consecutive nights, and his handsome face showed a hint of haggard.

Xuxu brewed the coffee and brought it to him and put it down. He lowered his head and pursed his lips without looking at her, so she didn't make a sound.

He turned around and left softly.

Yan Rusheng raised his head and looked at her last figure before closing the door, his sinister black eyes gradually getting deeper.

She hated him and despised him as much as she did when she was a child.

What if...he meant what if one day, he really loves her to the extent that the quack doctor said that losing her would make him miserable.

Before Jiang Zhuoheng came back, she didn't have that kind of feeling for him. Now that Jiang Zhuoheng was back, it was even more impossible.

There was only Jiang Zhuoheng in her eyes and heart, and he once thought that he only had Fang Jiayin in his heart.

At this point, he lost to her again.