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

Ruan Xiya hardly dared to imagine how He Jingyuan endured such severe pain and still comforted her with a smile.

Ruan Xiya always thought that her endurance was already very strong, but unexpectedly, compared with He Jingyuan, her endurance might not be one-tenth of He Jingyuan's.

Thinking that He Jingyuan endured so much pain because of her, Ruan Xiya felt very guilty.

She secretly told herself that no matter what unreasonable demands He Jingyuan made, she would never lose her temper with He Jingyuan again.

After all, He Jingyuan is currently injured.

Meanwhile, in the ward.

"Sir, next time...can you not hurt yourself just to chase after Madam." Fu Yang stood in front of the hospital bed and suggested cautiously.

He Jingyuan raised his eyebrows, his eyes were obscure, "You think I did it?"

"Isn't it?" Fu Yang opened his eyes wide and looked straight at He Jingyuan, very suspicious.

"Heh..." He Jingyuan sneered, his eyes were filled with frost, and his tone was cold, "In your heart, am I so stupid?"

Hearing this, Fu Yang's back was stiff, his back was dripping with cold sweat, dripping down on the ground, "No, no."

"Go check."

The cold voice rushed into the ear, Fu Yang nodded and left quickly.

Ruan Xiya just walked into the ward, looked suspiciously at Fu Yang who was walking hurriedly, and closed the door.

"Pack up your things and leave the hospital tomorrow." He Jingyuan glanced at Ruan Xiya and said coldly.

Hearing He Jingyuan's words, Ruan Xiya thought that He Jingyuan was leaving the hospital for her own sake, and quickly waved her hands, "We'd better wait until you recover, and then we'll leave the hospital."

Hearing Ruan Xiya's words, He Jingyuan looked up at Ruan Xiya in some confusion, and said unexpectedly, "You don't want to be discharged from the hospital?"

Ruan Xiya's face was completely red, and she froze in place, not knowing what to say.

After a while, she wrung her fingers and said, "It's better to leave the hospital after you recover from your injury. I'm fine recently."

"I have something to do."

"Ah?" Ruan Xiya blinked her big eyes, unable to react for a while.

"Qinghe Enterprise recently had a reception, and Yi Hao invited me to attend." He Jingyuan looked at Ruan Xiya and explained in a rare way.

Ruan Xiya's face turned redder, but she still said very seriously: "But, your injury is still not healed, can you attend the reception? Lu Siyan said that you can't drink until your injury is healed."

He Jingyuan took a deep look at Ruan Xiya, until he looked away embarrassedly at Ruan Xiya, and then said with a smile: "Come with me."

"Oh. Ah? Together, together?" Ruan Xiya was a little dazed, and suddenly remembered the inconspicuous gossip in the company.

Blushing and waving her hands, Ruan Xiya said anxiously, "No, no. I don't like going to receptions."

"Huh?" He Jingyuan's fingers tapped on the edge of the hospital bed, and the crisp sound was very regular, as if tapping on Ruan Xiya's heart.

Ruan Xiya's little heart trembled, and she spoke very spinelessly, "It seems, probably, that I don't dislike it that much."

"Fu Yang will prepare clothes for you." He Jingyuan lowered his head and continued to process the documents in his hand, a smile flashed across his eyes.

Lying heavily on the hospital bed, Ruan Xiya turned her head to look at He Jingyuan, who was seriously processing the documents, and asked suspiciously: "Ayuan, you don't seem to have a job? Then what are you busy with on the computer every day?"

Hearing Ruan Xiya's words, He Jingyuan's hand that was still typing paused, and said without any trace: "I have some private matters."

"Oh." Ruan Xiya nodded obediently. Although she was curious, she didn't ask any more questions.

The next day, when He Jingyuan said he wanted to be discharged from the hospital, Lu Siyan didn't refuse or object.

Ruan Xiya followed He Jingyuan briskly into the car, saw that the driver had changed again, and sighed softly in her heart.

Originally thought that He Jingyuan would take her back to Qingquan Villa, but the car stopped downstairs in Qingquan Community.

Ruan Xiya was sitting in the car, a little dazed for a while, and it took a while to get out of the car.

Absently following He Jingyuan into the elevator, Ruan Xiya wanted to ask Su Wan a few times if she also lived here, but was finally swallowed.

So what?
Ruan Xiya didn't know what she was struggling with, but she subconsciously regarded Qingquan Community as her and He Jingyuan's home, a home that belonged to them alone.

The more she thought about it, the more disturbed Ruan Xiya felt.

Thus, He Jingyuan saw Ruan Xiya move out of the elevator bit by bit, as if she was about to enter a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair.

He Jingyuan's deep eyes were even darker, and his eyes were covered with frost, as if a single glance could freeze a person.

Standing at the door, watching He Jingyuan go in, Ruan Xiya took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and walked in.

"Lunch is just right, sir and madam came back just in time." Wu Ma's voice came from the living room, Ruan Xiya paused as she changed her shoes, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

When putting the shoes away, Ruan Xiya pretended to glance at the shoe cabinet inadvertently, but did not see other shoes, and the corner of Ruan Xiya's mouth curled into a smile.

Noticing Ruan Xiya's small movements, Wu Ma's expression softened.

"Mother Wu, why are you back?" Ruan Xiya greedily inhaled the aroma of the food, and Ruan Xiya felt even hungrier.

"Madam is back, Miss Shen said that I don't need to take care of her, so Master told me to come back." Wu Ma put the bowls and chopsticks, smiling.

Only then did Ruan Xiya realize belatedly that it turned out that Wu Ma's visit to Jingjia's house was arranged by He Jingyuan.

Fortunately, she really thought that Mama Wu was fired by He Jingyuan.

During lunch, He Jingyuan's chopsticks frequently reached for the boiled pork slices.

If it was normal, Ruan Xiya would definitely not meddle in other people's business, and would not even glance at it.

But today, for some reason, Ruan Xiya's mind kept ringing with the words Lu Siyan said.

By the time she realized it, Ruan Xiya had already picked up a chopstick of steamed fish and put it in He Jingyuan's bowl.

Noticing the expression on He Jingyuan's face, Ruan Xiya said solemnly: "You have injuries on your body, you should eat lightly."

After finishing speaking, Ruan Xiya continued to eat without changing her face, but her heartbeat was already in chaos.

After finishing the dishes served by Ruan Xiya, He Jingyuan's chopsticks reached for the boiled pork slices again.

Ruan Xiya: "..." This is, have you ignored your own words?

Sighing, Ruan Xiya took the chopsticks and placed the sweet and sour pork ribs in He Jingyuan's bowl, "The boiled pork slices are too spicy, so don't eat them for the next two days."

Hearing this, He Jingyuan didn't speak, but Wu Ma was keenly aware of the faint smile on the corner of He Jingyuan's mouth.

Wu Ma finally understood, no wonder the husband specifically asked her to make a dish of boiled pork at noon, and said that the wife wanted to eat it.

Seeing that Ruan Xiya simply got up and took the boiled pork slices away from He Jing, Wu Ma couldn't stand it anymore and went back to the kitchen.

After lunch, Ruan Xiya's cell phone rang suddenly.