Chapter 487 Time Never Ages, Our Love Is Immortal

She reached out and picked up the phone, put it to her ear, held it with her shoulder, and talked on the phone while cleaning the table, "Grandpa, something delayed me. I will be there soon. If you are hungry, eat first."

"No, no, he really wanted to go. I delayed him. He has been waiting for me for a long time."

"I know, bye."

Having hurriedly ended the call with her grandfather, Xuxu picked up her bag, stood up and walked towards Yan Rusheng's office. She reached out and knocked on the door. She was used to it.

Yan Rusheng's voice came from inside, "Come in."

Xuxu pushed the door open, poked her head in, looked at the man sitting at the desk and shouted, "Yan Rusheng, hurry up, Grandpa called and got angry."

Hearing this, Yan Rusheng immediately closed the computer and stood up to get his coat.

Xuxu was about to press the elevator first, and her peripheral vision accidentally swept across the large bouquet of roses below her seat.

After thinking about it, she walked over and picked up the flowers. Under the temperature of the air conditioner, they were still quite fresh.

Yan Rusheng came out and frowned as he looked at Xuxu holding the rose he had given her in the morning, "Are you going to take it with you?"

It's so heavy.

Xuxu lowered her eyes and looked at the flower in her hand, curled her lips and said helplessly, "Grandpa has always had a bad impression of you."

Yan Rusheng understood her purpose of taking the flower with her, and said lightly, "You are thoughtful."

The old man has only one granddaughter, and this granddaughter is the one he values ​​the most. If he knew that he was good to her granddaughter, he would surely love her as well.

But he still felt a little unbalanced. He hugged Xuxu's waist, frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "I really don't know what's so likable about Jiang Zhuoheng. He is just a pretentious guy anyway."

"..." Xuxu frowned and glared at the man beside him with a dark face, "Why do you always compare with Ah Heng? If you say bad things about people behind their backs, be careful of your tongue."

Yan Rusheng raised his eyebrows unhappily when he heard it, "Wen Xuxu, how dare you protect Jiang Zhuoheng so recklessly in front of me?"

"That's enough." Xuxu clenched his fist and gently hit Yan Rusheng's chest, "Don't be unreasonable."

This petty guy, Ah Heng probably became a knot in his heart.

What would happen if he knew the truth?

Xuxu thought and couldn't help laughing.

Although she lowered her head, Yan Rusheng could still see the corners of her mouth curled up. He found that she was secretly happy, and his thick eyebrows twisted up in displeasure, "Wen Xuxu, who are you thinking about?"

Xuxu looked up at him and said with a smile: "I wonder if grandpa will pull a loofah face when he sees you later."

Yan Rusheng: "..."

It is indeed possible. He still doesn't know how he offended the old man, so he dislikes him so much.

…

It snowed so heavily yesterday, and there are several times more traffic police on the road today. The speed on the road is like a snail.

Xuxu sat in the co-pilot seat, leaning his head on the car window, listening to the slightly sad music on the radio and gradually fell asleep.

'Sometimes, sometimes, I will believe that everything has an end, there is a time for meeting and leaving, and nothing will last forever...'

At the traffic light, the car stopped, and the man in the driver's seat looked at the sleeping woman next to him with his side face, his long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow, motionless.

So quiet and sweet

Wen Xuxu, time never ages, and our love is immortal.

…

It was almost nine o'clock when we arrived at Grandpa's Chinese medicine clinic. The journey was relatively short, otherwise it would have been much later.