Chapter 458 Get Out

Her eyes lit up, she got out of bed with her phone, opened the door of the closet, took out the black underwear she had just bought, and went into the bathroom to change.

Standing in front of the mirror, she pointed the camera of her phone at the mirror, put her other hand on her waist, posed in a coquettish and charming posture, and took a photo.

Looking at the photo of herself wearing three-point, she was decisive when taking the photo, but now that she had taken the photo and was about to send it to Yan Rusheng, she hesitated again.

After all, she was not that open.

Xuxu bit her lip and fought with her self-esteem for a long time before she made a decision and clicked on the text message to send it to Yan Rusheng.

After sending the photo, she sat back on the bed, feeling extremely uneasy.

She didn't know how Yan Rusheng would react to the photo she sent, would he think she was shameless and had no bottom line, or would it be the same as she expected.

However, Yan Rusheng still didn't respond to her.

She was a little discouraged. Now she knew that being persistent was also a technical job and required talent.

Oh, forget it, his anger would always subside.

Xuxu sighed helplessly in her heart, reached out to pick up her phone and put it in the drawer of the bedside table, then turned off the light, lay down and pulled the quilt over her head.

The workload was heavy during the day, and she thought about it for a while after lying down, and soon fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until the alarm rang the next day.

When she woke up, she didn't care about washing up, opened the door and rushed out, and in two or three steps she reached the door of Yan Rusheng's room. She reached out to turn the door lock and turned it.

But she knew that Yan Rusheng must not be in the room.

Pushing open the door, as she expected, the cups were neatly laid out, and the room was clean and a little deserted, as if no one had slept in it last night.

She closed the door in frustration.

After washing up and going downstairs, Aunt Zhang told her that Yan Rusheng had left.

This is the rhythm of a cold war with her...

Xuxu didn't see Yan Rusheng all morning, because she sent him a bikini photo last night, and she was embarrassed to knock on his office door to take the initiative to find him.

She now regretted that she had gotten so excited last night that she had resorted to such a cheap method of getting along with him, sending him nude photos to seduce him.

Xuxu grabbed her head in annoyance. They hadn't seen each other for more than ten days. This was the longest time they had been apart in all these years.

These days he gave her a bouquet of roses every day, attacking her with sugar-coated bullets.

As he said, she had surrendered long ago. There were several nights when she almost bought a plane ticket to fly over to see him.

After waiting for him to come back, she didn't even see his face. She didn't know whether he had lost weight or gained weight these days.

After lunch, Xuxu sat in her seat, holding her cheek with one hand, looking at the door of Yan Rusheng's office with a frown.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Yan Rusheng poked his head out from inside and looked at Qiao Jian's position, "Qiao Jian, come in for a moment."

He shouted to Qiao Jian and entered the office again.

Xuxu mustered up her courage, stood up, and chased in, "Mr. Yan, do you want me to make you a glass of water?"

God knows how difficult it is for her to please someone.

Especially Yan Rusheng, the man she refused to admit defeat to since she was a child.

She stood behind Yan Rusheng, clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands, her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head and dared not raise it.

Or because of the bikini photo, she felt embarrassed.

"Get out." Yan Rusheng sat on his luxurious boss chair, looked at Wen Xuxu standing a few meters away, and drove her away expressionlessly.