Chapter 698 The Moon Can Represent My Heart

Yan Rusheng led Xuxu off the plane, walked out of the ladder, just woke up from sleep, the temperature outside was not as high as on the plane, Xuxu was shivering, and her hands were a little cold.

Yan Rusheng simply grabbed her hand and stuffed it directly into his pocket.

The two hands were tightly held together in the pockets of suit pants that didn't have much space.

Although there are not many people at the airport at night, there are also many in twos and threes.

Xuxu snuggled up to Yan Rusheng's side. As soon as the two came out, people recognized them, and most of them took out their phones to take pictures.

"Third Young Master, did Young Madam go to the coast to bring you back?"

"as you said."

"San Shao, can you tell us about the specific circumstances of Rongsheng's cutting corners accident?"

"This time San Shao was framed to seduce a high school student, does San Shao have someone to suspect of the instigator behind the scenes?"

"..."

Most of the reason they rushed back from the evening plane was to avoid the media, thinking that it would be impossible for reporters to stay up at the airport waiting for them so late.

Unexpectedly, they underestimated the professional ethics of these reporters.

Facing the reporters swarming from all directions, Xuxu's head was about to explode with one question after another. Holding her forehead, she hid behind Yan Rusheng.

Let him deal with it, she doesn't want to talk.

The reporter's flashlight kept flashing on Yan Rusheng's handsome face, and even the bold ones, the camera was almost close to his face.

Yan Rusheng looked at the middle-aged female reporter who took a close-up of his face, and asked expressionlessly, "Do you want to see if my pores are big?"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, "..."

Xuxu was also almost choked to death by his words.

The reporter quickly put the camera back, and stepped back. It is rumored that the third young master has a bad temper. If he smashes the camera, she deserves it.

Yan Rusheng glanced at the seven or eight reporters standing in front of him, and then said, "I have nothing to say about this, but if you ask me how much I love my wife, how much I love my wife I could have a little chat with you."

As he spoke, he put his arms around Xuxu's shoulders, and smiled slightly at the cameras of the reporters. This smile, enchanting and charming, made many girls onlookers want to bite his enchanting red lips.

It was rare that San Shao was so caring, and took the initiative to chat with them about his relationship with his wife.

Everyone scrambled to ask questions one by one.

"How much does Third Young Master love Young Madam?"

"That's right, how much does Third Young Master love Young Madam?"

"You guys used to be so low-key about your love, but recently it seems to be a lot more high-key. Is it because you have a baby?"

Yan Rusheng calmly waited for the reporters' messy questions to end, then he pointed outside and said unhurriedly, "Go out and look at the moon in the sky, it can represent my heart."

After finishing speaking, he nodded politely to everyone, and said 'thank you' very sincerely.

Xuxu: "..."

Is this guy here to be funny? She doesn't know him.

Before the reporters could keep up with Master Yan's humorous rhythm, Master Yan's pleasant voice sounded again, "Okay, my wife is thin-skinned, everyone should spare her, and try not to touch her when you meet her in public in the future. Embarrassing her, I am here to thank you in advance."

Then, he bowed slightly again, an elegant gentleman.

Let the reporters see Yan Sanshao who had never seen before, and they were flattered.