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

Ruan Xiya complained frantically in her heart while drinking the soup helplessly.

Especially when she noticed the increasingly weird gazes of the people around her, Ruan Xiya almost burst into tears.

"Oh my god, the president is so handsome, please help me see if my makeup is flawless?"

"Stop making trouble, even if you don't have enough makeup, the president won't like yours!"

"Oh, I feel sorry for myself. I don't see anything good about Ruan Xiya, how can you make the president look at you differently?"

"Who said it wasn't? The president actually delivered soup to her himself. It's so sweet."

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Discussions from people around floated into Ruan Xiya's ears from time to time. She glanced at Yi Hao who seemed to have heard nothing.

Ruan Xiya held the spoon and suggested, "Well, Yi Hao, I'll take the thermos back tonight, why don't you go back first?"

"No, no, you can eat slowly, I'm not in a hurry." Yi Hao waved his hands with a smile, propped his chin on his hands and looked at Ruan Xiya intently.

Ruan Xiya: "..." The point is, I'm in a hurry!

After scolding He Jingyuan severely in her heart, Ruan Xiya bit the bullet and stared at the discussions of the people around her, and finished the soup with difficulty.

Embarrassedly closing the thermos, Ruan Xiya said stiffly, "Then I'll go back first..."

"Little... Shia, wait."

"What's wrong?" Ruan Xiya just stood up and looked down at Yi Hao with some doubts.

Yi Hao's cheeks were slightly red, and he said cheekily: "The heat preservation bucket..."

Ruan Xiya froze in place, resisting the urge to run away, handed the thermos bucket to Yi Hao, and forced a smile, "Are you all right now?"

Yi Hao's face was still a little red, thinking of the bet with He Jingyuan, he simply gritted his teeth, and continued, "What soup would Xi Ya want to drink tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya no longer cared about the eyes of the people around her, sat down stiffly, and said seriously: "You mean, there will be more tomorrow?"

Yi Hao's face turned even redder, and he tried his best to maintain his aloof image, and nodded noblely, "Well, at least... there is still a week left."

Ruan Xiya covered her face with her hands, and lowered her voice exhaustedly, "What exactly is he trying to do?"

Hearing the anger in Ruan Xiya's tone, Yi Hao's mood suddenly turned cloudy, rolled his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "I don't know, I was forced!"

As he said that, Yi Hao caught a glimpse of Ruan Xiya's sympathetic look from the corner of his eye, and he was almost laughing in his heart, but he still put on a pitiful look on his face, "I don't know, what did he think? Take care of you and say that you have been... recently tired."

Ruan Xiya's face turned red, and she made a sharp sound as she slid her fingertips across the table, the anger in her eyes could not be concealed, "He Jingyuan!"

Seeing this, Yi Hao persisted and said in a low voice: "Little sister-in-law, don't tell Jing Yuan, I told you. Otherwise, he will definitely deduct my vacation again."

Ruan Xiya was furious at the thought of He Jingyuan talking nonsense in front of Yi Hao.He didn't care about what Yi Hao just said at all, and casually said: "Got it, I'll go back to work first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yi Hao to speak, he got up angrily and left the restaurant.

Looking at Ruan Xiya's angry back amusedly, the smile on the corner of Yi Hao's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and finally he couldn't restrain himself from chuckling, which caused the female staff in the restaurant who hadn't left to scream.

As soon as she left the restaurant, Ruan Xiya couldn't help but took out her mobile phone and called He Jingyuan.

As soon as the call was connected, she didn't wait for the person on the other side to speak, and said directly: "He Jingyuan, are you crazy? Why did you ask Yi Hao to bring me some soup, what else... what..."

Ruan Xiya couldn't continue talking about the following words, so she simply kept her mouth shut, waiting for He Jingyuan's explanation.

There was a silence on the other end of the phone, and then there was a crackling noise, which seemed to be mixed with the familiar laughter of a strange man...

Ruan Xiya was stunned for a moment, the temperature on her face rose rapidly, almost setting her on fire on the spot.

Trembling, she held the phone in front of her eyes, and saw that the words "He Da Pervert" were indeed displayed on the screen, so Ruan Xiya asked in confusion, "A Yuan?"

There was a burst of laughter from the phone first, and then He Jingyuan's deep voice sounded, "Ruan Ruan, are you done with the soup?"

It’s okay not to talk, but when it comes to Tang, Ruan Xiya’s anger was ignited again, completely ignoring the episode that happened before, she yelled at the phone, "You still have the nerve to ask! Are you crazy, and you let Yi Hao come and give me Sending soup, do you think I receive too little attention in the company?

Well now, I'm afraid I've become the target of gossip from the whole company.He Jingyuan, what exactly do you want to do?Whatever you want to do, stop delivering soup tomorrow!I, and, no, want to, drink, soup! "

After finishing speaking in one breath, the anger in Ruan Xiya's heart was not relieved, but intensified.

Although she was so angry that she vomited blood, Ruan Xiya thought about it, and hung up the phone directly. She was so angry that she lost her mind for a while, and He Jingyuan caught her when she said something angry.

On the other side of the phone, the atmosphere in the ward froze for a moment, feeling extremely awkward.

Lu Siyan lowered his eyes and fiddled with the things at hand, his shoulders kept trembling, obviously he was almost hurt internally from holding back his laughter.

Even Fu Yang, who was always expressionless, twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.

He Jingyuan looked at them with a dark face, squeezed the hand of the mobile phone, and silently released the low air pressure.

Fu Yang's body trembled, and he wanted to speak, but after a while he couldn't think of what to say, so he simply continued to remain silent.

The atmosphere became more and more depressing, and Lu Siyan seemed to have finally had enough of laughing. He picked up the scissors in his hand, and slowly began to help He Jingyuan remove the gauze, "Relax, don't be so stiff."

He Jingyuan's face became more gloomy, but his body slowly relaxed.

After taking a look at the wound and confirming that it was well healed and there was no problem, the seriousness in Lu Siyan's eyes slowly disappeared, and he began to help He Jingyuan bandage up.

Glancing at He Jingyuan's hand holding the phone from the corner of the eye, Lu Siyan felt amused, "Why do you suddenly think of delivering soup?"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Jingyuan's back stiffened suddenly, and the temperature in the ward immediately began to drop crazily.

Lu Siyan's eyebrows twitched, he stabilized his trembling hands, and quickly helped He Jingyuan bandage the wound.

"Shen Jingjia lives downstairs now."

Hearing this, Lu Siyan paused his gauze-tying hand, and subconsciously tied a beautiful bow.

Fu Yang looked at the fluttering bow on He Jingyuan's side waist, and turned his head to look out the window without any trace.

Lu Siyan packed the things at hand, laughed and joked: "I see, no wonder I smelled a sour smell when you came today."