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

He Jingyuan's voice was too low, even though Ruan Xiya pricked up her ears, she still didn't hear a single word.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Muyang suddenly stiffened on the sofa, and the remaining smile at the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared.

Looking down at Shen Muyang's fingertips that were pale as paper while holding the cup, Ruan Xiya tightly pursed her lips. She really couldn't guess what He Jingyuan said that would make Shen Muyang so angry.

Ruan Xiya patted the back of Shen Muyang's hand with some concern, Ruan Xiya turned her head to look straight at Shen Muyang, and deliberately raised her voice.

"Muyang, I have something to say to you alone."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ruan Xiya noticed that He Jingyuan's whole body became obviously colder.

Glancing coldly at He Jingyuan who was next to the sofa, Ruan Xiya clenched her hands and stood up gracefully.

"Mr. He, I'm sorry, brother Muyang and I are excused first."

After finishing speaking, Ruan Xiya turned around and walked towards the second floor of the banquet hall.

He had just taken two steps when he heard footsteps behind him.

Thinking that Shen Muyang had followed, Ruan Xiya paused, lowered her voice slightly with her drooping eyes turned sideways.

"Brother Muyang, don't pay attention to He Jingyuan's words..."

As she was speaking, someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, she frowned suspiciously, and simply turned around.

As soon as he turned around, he slammed into a broad and warm chest.

The familiar woody scent immediately hit her nostrils, and Ruan Xiya's face paled instantly.

Raising her head in disbelief, she bumped into He Jingyuan's deep eyes unexpectedly.

Bewildered by He Jingyuan's complex eyes with obvious sadness mixed with a trace of longing, Ruan Xiya forgot to shake off his hand for a moment.

"You care about him very much."

Not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence!
I don't know if it was Ruan Xiya's illusion, but when He Jingyuan said this, she saw a trace of sadness in his eyes.

The big palm on the wrist tightened slightly, and there was a circle of red marks on Ruan Xiya's slender wrist.

Closing her eyes to cover the tangle in her eyes, she reached out and opened He Jingyuan's hand finger by finger.

Finally breaking free from He Jingyuan's shackles, Ruan Xiya quietly moved two steps to Shen Muyang's side, and reached out to hold Shen Muyang's arm.

With a straight back and a cold face, she looked at He Jingyuan without fear. She looked deeply into He Jingyuan's eyes, and opened her mouth with a serious expression as if she had promised.

"Brother Muyang is my fiancé, and I should care about him."

After finishing speaking, Ruan Xiya pulled Shen Muyang, who was still immersed in surprise, and went straight to the second floor of the banquet hall, ignoring He Jingyuan who was obviously sullen.

Randomly pushing open the door of a lounge, Ruan Xiya almost pulled and urged Shen Muyang to sit down on the sofa, then quickly walked over to look outside the door, and then carefully locked the door.

After a few seconds, she felt that this seemed inappropriate.

There were at least 100 people in the banquet hall downstairs, and those celebrities were even more gossip than Ruan Xiya thought.

She didn't want the news headlines tomorrow to be that she and Shen Muyang both entered the lounge and locked the door behind them.

It seems too ambiguous for an unmarried man and an unmarried woman to live together in the same room.

With a deep sigh, she walked over to Shen Muyang and sat down with some powerlessness, her whole body relaxed.

Shen Muyang, who had been sitting on the sofa in silence since entering the room, noticed Ruan Xiya's series of small movements, and moved the fingers by his side slightly.

"Shia, just now..."

Hearing Shen Muyang's words just now, Ruan Xiya immediately came back to her senses, thinking of what she had just said to He Jingyuan, her cheeks flushed instantly.

Fearing that Shen Muyang might misunderstand something, Ruan Xiya didn't care about being polite, and suddenly interrupted Shen Muyang's words.

"Mu Yang, just now, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that..."

Speaking of this, she quietly glanced at Shen Muyang to confirm that Shen Muyang was not angry, and then continued: "After all, you and your sister have already called off the engagement before. I really shouldn't have the cheek to say that you are my fiance..."

"no!"

Before Ruan Xiya finished speaking, she was interrupted by Shen Muyang loudly.

The hands on her knees trembled, Ruan Xiya could only swallow the second half of the sentence she hadn't said yet, and turned her head to look at Shen Muyang with some astonishment.

Noticing the astonishment and uneasiness in Ruan Xiya's eyes, Shen Muyang clasped his hands together, and suddenly stood up with his back to Ruan Xiya, walked to the window and stood still.

The deep eyes outlined the outline of Ruan Xiya sitting on the sofa inch by inch, Shen Muyang pursed his lips.

"Shia, the one I have a marriage contract with is you."

Unexpectedly, Shen Muyang would say that, Ruan Xiya's face turned pale in an instant.

Curly eyelashes trembled, hiding the astonishment and panic in his eyes.

She opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say anything after all, quietly waiting for Shen Muyang's next sentence.

Dotingly looking at Ruan Xiya who lowered her head slightly, Shen Muyang tried hard to let himself ignore Ruan Xiya's hand tightly clutching the hem of her skirt.

He couldn't help but put his hand on top of Ruan Xiya's figure reflected on the glass.

It took several seconds before he heard his own voice pouring out slowly.

"Shia, I didn't cancel my engagement with you."

Shen Muyang's words were as gentle as ever with a touch of pampering, but Ruan Xiya was shocked and closed her eyes weakly.

She didn't expect that Shen Muyang, who was always gentle and never forced her.

On this matter, he was so persistent.

Her hands were uneasily placed on her knees and tightly twisted together. Just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, she heard Shen Muyang calling her softly.

"Shia..."

It was clearly a gentle and magnetic voice, but it seemed like a Pandora's box about to be opened, so shocking that Ruan Xiya couldn't help turning her head to look at Shen Muyang.

The dark and bright eyes were full of panic and uneasiness, she kept praying in her heart, begging Shen Muyang not to speak.

Ruan Xiya wanted to open her mouth to stop Shen Muyang, but her throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton. She opened her mouth, but only let out a low sigh.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and the room was very quiet, only the sound of their own "pounding" heartbeats like beating a drum was left.

It seemed that it was only a few seconds and it seemed like a long time, Shen Muyang's clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the room.

He said: "Shia, I love you, I want to marry you!"

The words were obviously full of love, but Ruan Xiya's back was already soaked in cold sweat.

She tightened her palm, which was wet with sweat, and moved the tip of her tongue, but she didn't say a word after all.

If it is said that Ruan Xiya didn't see Shen Muyang's feelings for her at all before, it is naturally impossible.

However, Ruan Xiya always thought that Shen Muyang would not force her.

After all, in her heart, she always regarded Shen Muyang as her elder brother.