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

He Jingyuan closed his eyes and didn't even look at Ruan Xiya, his tone was cold.

"and many more."

The nails were embedded in the palm, and the sharp pain reminded Ruan Xiya to stay rational.

It took several seconds before she controlled her voice from trembling too much, "I..."

Before he finished speaking, He Jingyuan stood up suddenly, "I'll accompany you."

Hearing He Jingyuan's words, Ruan Xiya subconsciously looked at Mr. He, and seeing Mr. He's pale face, she shook her body.

"Need not……"

Being forcibly dragged by He Jingyuan to the bathroom, Ruan Xiya bit her lip, the words of refusal rolled on the tip of her tongue several times, but she didn't say it.

Walking into the bathroom, the wrist that had been imprisoned was finally released.

The cold touch disappeared, and only then did she feel the sharp pain from her wrist.

Looking down at the red mark on her wrist, Ruan Xiya lowered her eyes, "Go over quickly, the old man looks very angry..."

"Are you afraid that he will be angry?"

Cold words spread to the eardrums, before Ruan Xiya could answer, He Jingyuan suddenly took a step forward.

She shrank her shoulders and couldn't help taking two steps back.

Ruan Xiya moved forward a little bit with her back against the cold wall, and saw He Jingyuan who was close at hand, but she still froze in place in the end.

"Ok?"

He Jingyuan took a step forward, completely pushed Ruan Xiya against the wall, put his arms on the top of Ruan Xiya's head, and almost pressed his whole body against it.

The nostrils were immediately filled with the familiar woody fragrance, and Ruan Xiya's heart beat uncontrollably.

He Jingyuan pinched his chin and lifted it up.

Ruan Xiya raised her head with red eyes.

Looking at each other, seeing the domineering and possessive look in He Jingyuan's eyes, she bit her lip and fell silent.

"So soft..."

With the familiar deep magnetic voice and the familiar address, Ruan Xiya shook her body, her face turned pale.

"You can only be mine!"

Biting her lower lip tightly, Ruan Xiya nodded weakly.

He Jingyuan let go of her chin, brushed the corners of her reddish eyes with his fingertips, and said with a piercing chill in his voice, "You can only obey my orders!"

Looking at He Jingyuan in confusion, she was startled by the ferocity and sternness in He Jingyuan's eyes, she nodded quickly.

After getting a satisfactory answer, He Jingyuan took a step back and went straight out of the bathroom.

The oppressive momentum around her suddenly dissipated, and Ruan Xiya fell to the ground leaning against the wall.

Before she came, she had already guessed what Mr. He meant.

It was nothing more than wanting her to leave He Jingyuan and stop pestering He Jingyuan.

The reason why she brought He Jingyuan here was to hope that Mr. He would recognize the fact that it was He Jingyuan who had been pestering her all this time.

It's just that she never expected that He Jingyuan would directly challenge Mr. He because of her.

Come to think of it, Mr. He might think that she brought He Jingyuan here specially to show off.

Coupled with Su Wan's matter, she might have completely angered Mr. He.

Finally, there was another layer of obstacles between her and He Jingyuan.

Ruan Xiya stroked her forehead weakly, got up and walked to the sink, and washed her face with cold water.

After adjusting her mood, she slowly walked out of the bathroom.

Seeing He Jingyuan standing outside the door unexpectedly, Ruan Xiya twitched the tip of her tongue, trying to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Returning to her seat and sitting down, Ruan Xiya hardly dared to look at Mr. He's livid face.

"Miss Ruan, your hot milk."

Joan's respectful tone contained a hint of contempt, and he put the milk in front of Ruan Xiya expressionlessly.

"Miss Ruan, what dissatisfaction do you have with our He family?"

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya's fingertips trembled slightly, she shook her head slightly, "No."

"Since there is no one, why did Miss Ruan want to kill the first grandson of my He family!?"

Mr. He's sharp eyes shot straight at Ruan Xiya, his tone was cold like a devil crawling out of hell.

Ruan Xiya tightly clenched her hands on her knees, her face was as pale as paper, her lips trembled for a long time without saying a word.

As if he didn't want Ruan Xiya to answer at all, Mr. He squinted his eyes, picked up the hot tea on the table and took a sip.

"The He family doesn't need to pursue your intentional injury..."

Mr. He's words were like a bolt from the blue, splitting Ruan Xiya's flesh and blood, and the pain made her want to get up and run away.

But her feet seemed to be falling with ten thousand catties of stones, and she couldn't move even if they were heavy.

She could only sit where she was, waiting for Mr. He's next sentence.

Mr. He glanced at Ruan Xiya coldly with his deep eyes, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and a cruel smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"However, there is a small condition that Ms. Ruan needs to agree to..."

The nails had been deeply embedded in the palm, and her palm was already covered with blood.

But she still bit her lip tightly, the words rolled on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't say anything after all.

"Grandpa! This is my business!"

He Jingyuan sneered, pulling Ruan Xiya up suddenly.

"sit down!"

Mr. He scolded angrily, looking at Ruan Xiya with cold eyes.

Ruan Xiya was frightened by Mr. He's anger, she wanted to sit down with a pale face.

Aware of Ruan Xiya's intentions, He Jingyuan simply pulled Ruan Xiya out of her position and stood beside the table.

"Grandpa is getting old, so he should take a good rest. I don't need to worry about my affairs."

He Jingyuan looked back at Old Master He blankly, and slightly tightened Ruan Xiya's hand.

Ruan Xiya never expected that He Jingyuan would directly refute Mr. He, and feeling Mr. He's gaze, her legs trembled and she could hardly stand.

"How long are you going to mess around!? You used to be young, and you liked romance. Grandpa didn't care about you. He thought that when you were old, you would understand what was most important. Now, people have already died, and the reputation of the He family is all gone." I'm almost ruined by you, this is not enough!?"

"Isn't there still Jingxuan?"

He Jingyuan sneered disapprovingly, and the wicked aura around him was suddenly released.

Hearing the sarcasm in He Jingyuan's tone, Ruan Xiya turned her head to look at He Jingyuan in astonishment.

Although He Jingyuan looked like a playboy now, Ruan Xiya saw a trace of anger in it.

He Jingyuan, is he angry?

Thinking of He Jingyuan getting angry, Ruan Xiya's face turned pale as paper.

Without thinking about it, she could guess that when she left the restaurant, she might be tortured to death by He Jingyuan.

Mr. He was so angry that his chest heaved violently at He Jingyuan's carelessness, and he slapped his palm on the table with a "bang".

"How on earth did the He family give birth to a person who doesn't want to make progress like you!? Don't forget the responsibilities and burdens you shoulder!"

He almost roared and said these words, Mr. He was so angry that he wished he could take He Jingyuan back directly.

He Jingyuan glanced at Mr. He lightly, "Grandpa probably forgot, this is... your He family owes me!"