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

The mysterious and pleasant woody fragrance slowly drifted into Ruan Xiya's nasal cavity with the breeze, and she stood there without daring to move, for fear that when she turned around, she would find that all this was a dream.

"Ruanrou, it's me."

He Jingyuan's deep and hoarse voice came from behind again, and Ruan Xiya turned her head slowly with red eyes.

There were fireworks constantly blooming behind him, but Ruan Xiya's eyes fell on the man at the door.

The man was wearing pajamas, his clothes were messy, and there was even a bunch of dull hair on the top of his head playfully raised. It was so vivid that it didn't look like a dream at all.

Ruan Xiya froze in place like petrochemicals, looking deeply at the man with tender eyes.

He Jingyuan tenderly looked at Ruan Xiya who was standing on the balcony vulnerable as if the wind would blow away, and stretched out his hand to Ruan Xiya, "Ruan Ruan, come here."

Ruan Xiya shook her head and took two steps back.

As her body pressed against the cold railing, Ruan Xiya's body trembled, and she suddenly woke up.

"You...why are you here?"

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door, He Jingyuan frowned, approached step by step, and pulled Ruan Xiya into his arms.

With her cheek pressed against the man's warm chest, and the sound of the man's strong heartbeat next to her ears, Ruan Xiya's fingers were hanging in the air, her eyes widened in shock.

Why did He Jingyuan appear here! ?

Feeling dizzy, Ruan Xiya blinked her eyes. Could it be that she is still in a dream and hasn't woken up yet?
Just when Ruan Xiya's mind was full of messy thoughts, He Jingyuan's deep voice suddenly came from next to her ear: "Ruan Ruan, no matter what happens, you must believe me."

The man's tone was undeniably domineering, Ruan Xiya shrank her neck and subconsciously nodded.

The breath was full of He Jingyuan's familiar smell, and Ruan Xiya couldn't help rubbing against He Jingyuan's chest.

Feeling the stiffness of the man's body, Ruan Xiya suddenly remembered He Jingyuan's disgusted expression in the hot pot restaurant, and her body stiffened suddenly.

He Jingyuan, who was supposed to dance with his fiancée on the yacht, appeared in the room at this moment, hugged her inexplicably, called her "soft" as before, and even kept asking her to believe him.

Ruan Xiya smiled wryly, not knowing whether she should be happy or sad now.

The heart that was once filled with happiness was full of sourness, she held back her reluctance, gritted her teeth and pushed He Jingyuan away.

"Mr. He, your fiancée is still waiting for you."

Ruan Xiya's eyes were red, her hands were already tightly clenched, but she didn't hesitate to speak.

With a gloomy face, He Jingyuan looked greedily at Ruan Xiya in front of him, his eyes swept across her delicate face inch by inch.

Noticing that Ruan Xiya lost weight again, he frowned fiercely.

"Ruanrou, you've lost weight."

Ruan Xiya stared at He Jingyuan, and smiled angrily, "Mr. He, your fiancee is waiting for you on the yacht."

He Jingyuan's face turned livid when he heard that Ruan Xiya specially emphasized the word "fiancee".

His little wild cat is always like this, clearly reluctant to give up, but always says no, it's really duplicity.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer, He Jingyuan's eyes turned cold, he stretched out his hand to pinch Ruan Xiya's chin, leaned over and kissed her.

"Well……"

Ruan Xiya stared blankly at the enlarged face of the man in front of her with her eyes wide open.

The breeze blows away the broken hair on He Jingyuan's forehead, and a shallow scar on He Jingyuan's forehead falls into Ruan Xiya's eyes.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand to gently stroke the scar, feeling sore and astringent in her heart, she simply closed her eyes.

Sensing that Ruan Xiya's body was gradually relaxing, He Jingyuan was about to deepen the kiss when he keenly heard footsteps outside the door.

He was reluctant to let go of Ruan Xiya in his arms, took a deep look at her, grabbed the railing and jumped down neatly.

"A Yuan!"

Seeing He Jingyuan's swift and flowing movements, Ruan Xiya screamed in shock.

Hearing Ruan Xiya's scream, He Jingyuan looked back at Ruan Xiya with a gentle smile, stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Ruan Xiya: "..."

She is so stupid that she didn't realize that her current room is on the first floor after so long.

How embarrassing to scream in worry!
Reaching out to pat her blushing cheeks, Ruan Xiya just lay back on the bed when the door was pushed open again.

Seeing several men in suits and sunglasses walking in quickly from the door, Ruan Xiya quickly grabbed the fruit knife on the table and put it under the quilt, and said with a sullen face, "What are you trying to do when you come in?"

The leading man in a suit first searched around the room, and even went to the balcony to have a closer look, before bowing down to Ruan Xiya and saying respectfully: "Sorry for interrupting the lady's rest. Madam's kitten is gone, we are looking for it." , if there is any offense, please make amends, miss."

He heard the man compare He Jingyuan to a kitten, or Bai Wanrou's kitten.Ruan Xiya was furious, picked up the water glass on the table and smashed it directly on the man's forehead.

The man didn't seem to expect Ruan Xiya's actions, and was hit by the glass.

Shards of glass scattered, and blood fell from the man's forehead.

Ruan Xiya didn't expect to directly injure the man, her toes shrunk nervously under the quilt, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing that the man was injured, the man in the suit behind him twisted his face, and was about to rush towards Ruan Xiya with a sullen face.

"Shia, huh? What are you trying to do!?"

Seeing a few men in suits with gloomy faces standing in the room, Shen Jingjia quickly rushed into the room to protect Ruan Xiya like an old hen, glaring fiercely at the men in suits.

The man in the suit: "..."

Who did what to whom, they really, haven't done anything yet.

Looking vigilantly at the broken glass on the ground and the man in the suit dripping blood from his forehead, Shen Jingjia turned her head, "Xia, don't be afraid, did they hurt you?"

Ruan Xiya: "..."

It seems that I... hurt someone...

Seeing Ruan Xiya's silence, Shen Jingjia's heart sank, and she glanced at the bedside table several times.

Noticing Shen Jingjia's movements, Ruan Xiya weakly took out the fruit knife from the quilt and handed it to Shen Jingjia, "Jingjia, are you looking for this?"

Shen Jingjia nodded, "Well, that's it!"

The man in the suit: "..."

It turned out that Ms. Ruan still had a fruit knife hidden in her quilt. In comparison, she only threw a cup over. It seemed... still very kind?
The headed man in a suit froze for a moment. Seeing Shen Jingjia walking this way with a knife, his eyebrows jumped, his waist bent even lower, and his tone became more respectful, "Miss Ruan, I'm really sorry. Since there is no , we will go out first."

After the man in the suit finished speaking, without waiting for Ruan Xiya to reply, he led his men and walked out the door in a messy footstep.

Shen Muyang came over with hot milk, squinted at the fleeing men in suits, paused, and walked into the room gracefully.