Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

The goal has been achieved, after He Jingyuan asked Ling Mei to take good care of Ruan Zhenzhen, he left the club and returned to Qingquan Villa.

He Jingyuan had just sat down in the study when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

He Jingyuan turned on the computer and saw that Ruan Xiya was still sleeping peacefully, with a slightly soft expression on her face.

Ying Yi pushed the door open and came in, seeing He Jingyuan with a gentle face, he blinked in disbelief for a moment.

"Sir, Su Yao seemed to be startled by the loud noise in the study at night, and asked a lot of questions." Ying Yi bowed slightly with a serious face.

Only then did He Jingyuan look away from the computer, looked up and saw the exact same face as himself, and frowned in displeasure.

"Order down, see me alone in the future, don't wear a mask."

Hearing this, Ying Yi stiffened his back, and hastily stretched out his hand to tear off the mask on his face.

In exchange for his own face, Ying Yi didn't feel the slightest bit happy, and even hesitated to speak.

Before that, Mr. had never mentioned the mask.Even, in order to worry about being seen out of the loopholes, the husband asked them to imitate and learn from the various habits of the husband.

But, unexpectedly, Mr. Today would let him tear off the mask.

Unable to figure out what the gentleman was thinking, Ying buried her doubts in her heart, with a respectful attitude.

"The person He Jingxuan sends should at least be a rose with thorns." After finishing speaking, He Jingyuan tapped his fingers on the table habitually, his eyes were full of bloodlust, "Inject her with a new type of rice."

Ying Yi opened his eyes wide in shock, and froze in place as if struck by lightning.

After a long while, the shadow flickered and didn't come back to his senses, his face was full of hesitation and stopped talking.

He Jingyuan cast his cold eyes straight at Yingyi, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Why, can't bear it?"

Ying came back to his senses immediately, kneeled on the ground as soon as his legs softened, and said tremblingly: "No, this subordinate is going to inject Su Wan."

He Jingyuan took a deep look at Ying Yi who was still trembling, and frowned, "No need, Ying II will take over your job temporarily."

Hearing this, Ying Yi's face turned pale, and he kowtowed to the desk continuously.

"This subordinate knows his mistake, please punish him, sir."

He Jingyuan's eyes were gloomy, and the violent and cold oppressive feeling all over his body was suddenly released, "Never do what you shouldn't do, or have emotions you shouldn't have."

Hearing this, Ying Yi kowtowed even louder.Big beads of cold sweat on the forehead kept falling on the carpet, and the white carpet was soon covered with water stains.

He Jingyuan looked at Yingyi indifferently, without opening his mouth to stop him.

Just then, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Fu Yang opened the door and came in. Seeing Ying Yi's actions, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Sir, Ruan Zhenzhen's matter has been settled."

He Jingyuan nodded, leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

The room became clean for a moment, only the sound of Ying Yi's kowtow "bang bang bang" remained.

Although the room was carpeted, the white carpet was soon stained with blood, and a faint smell of blood quietly spread in the study.

Fu Yang looked down at Yingyi, without any sympathy or pity in his eyes.

As He Jingyuan's shadow, the reason why He Jingyuan was so angry was probably because of his feelings.

He Jingyuan had personally trained a group of shadows, a total of six people, each of whom was familiar with He Jingyuan's preferences and habits.

In order not to let people see the flaws, He Jingyuan even personally taught these shadows how to learn to be more similar.

These shadows are indeed excellent, and no one has been able to see their flaws for several years.

Unfortunately, just when Fu Yang thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, Ying Yi fell in love with that tender model.

Fu Yang remembered that at that time, Yingyi also kowtowed silently.It was like a silent protest, a silent persecution.

In the end, He Jingyuan didn't say a word, he just waved his hands and someone dragged him down.

Only Fu Yang knew that the reason why the husband was furious at that time was more because of the betrayal of the closest person.

For Mr., betrayal is absolutely zero tolerance.

Even if there is only such a small flame, the husband will directly kill it, and no mistakes will be allowed.

Since then, six shadows have become five shadows.

In order to prevent what happened to Shadow One from happening again, He Jingyuan arranged these shadows in "Mo" to become his backing.

Now, a similar scene reappeared, and Fu Yang looked at the gentleman with his eyes closed, feeling very distressed.

"Fu Yang, you go and deal with it." He Jingyuan's voice was hoarse, and there was no emotion in his tone.

Seeing the tiredness between He Jingyuan's brows and eyes, Fu Yang nodded.

"I'm tired, don't let anyone disturb me tonight." After speaking, He Jingyuan turned his chair and turned his back to Fu Yang.

Fu Yang quietly glanced at He Jingyuan's back, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

When he heard He Jingyuan's voice, Ying Yi knew that he was finished.

The body trembled violently, Yingyi clenched the carpet tightly with both hands, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Sir, take care."

He Jingyuan didn't answer, Ying followed Fu Yang and left the study step by step.

The sound of closing the door sounded, He Jingyuan turned around, looked down at the red blood stains on the carpet, his eyes were dark.

After a while, He Jingyuan got up and went to Ruan Xiya's room.

The night wind blows the white curtains, and Ruan Xiya is falling asleep.

He Jingyuan went straight to the bathroom to take a shower, dried his hair, and lay down beside Ruan Xiya.

As if sensing He Jingyuan, Ruan Xiya rolled into He Jingyuan's arms with a grunt, her hands grabbed the clothes on He Jingyuan's chest tightly.

A limp body suddenly bumped into his arms, and He Jingyuan hugged Ruan Xiya tightly, unable to hide the tiredness between his brows.

Gently kissing Ruan Xiya's forehead, He Jingyuan sighed, "What should I do with you?"

It's a pity that Ruan Xiya was in a deep sleep and didn't hear He Jingyuan's sigh.

It's just that he felt very comfortable in his sleep, rubbing his head against He Jingyuan's arms.

He Jingyuan was obviously pleased by Ruan Xiya's actions, stretched out his hand to stroke Ruan Xiya's long hair, and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, He Jingyuan woke up suddenly, and heard Ruan Xiya's exclamation.

"Don't... Ruan Zhenzhen, don't do this..."

He Jingyuan turned on the bedside lamp, only to see that the corners of Ruan Xiya's eyes were slightly red, and her face was full of tears.

Wiping away Ruan Xiya's tears, He Jingyuan frantically patted Ruan Xiya gently, hoping to give her some comfort.

Ruan Xiya grabbed He Jingyuan's hand and rubbed it next to her face, and said very aggrieved: "He Jingyuan, why don't you come?"

He Jingyuan's heart trembled, followed by fine and sharp pains.

Ruan Xiya's tears seemed to stay in He Jingyuan's heart, and the thick salt water soaked his heart aching.

Hugging Ruan Xiya tightly, He Jingyuan's deep voice comforted him over and over again: "I'm here, I'm here."

Ruan Xiya gradually calmed down, and He Jingyuan also slowly fell asleep.

Before dawn the next day, He Jingyuan was awakened by the biological clock, and returned to the study after eliminating the traces.

Almost as soon as He Jingyuan entered the study, Fu Yang's voice sounded anxiously: "Sir, something happened!"