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

Coldly withdrew her hand, Ruan Xiya forced a smile at Xie Mantong.

"Mom, I'm going out first."

Xie Mantong hesitated to speak and looked at Ruan Xiya, who was obviously alienated, nodded weakly, and watched Ruan Xiya open the door and leave without hesitation.

After closing the door, Ruan Xiya leaned weakly against the wall next to her and clenched her hands tightly.

There was a sharp pain when the nails were deeply embedded in the palm, but she tightened her hand even more as if she didn't notice it at all.

So, in Xie Mantong's eyes, is she actually that kind of person?

Or did Xie Mantong recognize her because he was afraid that she would interfere with Bai Wanrou's relationship with He Jingyuan?
Thinking of Xie Mantong's tenderness and doting towards her these days, Ruan Xiya shook her head, not daring to think whether these were true or false.

Suddenly there was a loud bang from the room next to the lounge, Ruan Xiya was shocked, and subconsciously turned her head to look over.

The door of the lounge was ajar, and the voices of men and women talking could be faintly heard from the crack of the door.

"...Shia..."

Because she was not standing very close, she could only faintly hear the people in the room saying her name.

Suspiciously moving a few steps towards the lounge, Ruan Xiya looked in through the crack of the door.

Because she was afraid of being discovered by the people in the room, she subconsciously breathed lightly, and carefully pushed the door a little wider.

A set of advanced custom-made suits was placed on the sofa directly opposite the door, and the silver metal cuffs reflected dazzling light under the light of the room.

She pursed her lips, realizing that this was what Bai Wanrou had shown off to her before, saying that it was tailored for He Jingyuan by the best designer she had found.

Unexpectedly, this suit, which Bai Wanrou treasured so much, would be randomly placed on the sofa.

Next to the suit was the white fluffy vest that Bai Wanrou was wearing today.

The white vest and the navy blue suit are an unexpected match.

Ruan Xiya shrank her hand on the doorknob, and finally realized that the lounge mentioned in He Jingyuan's text message should be this one.

But, why did He Jingyuan let her come over?
Just as he was thinking, there was another bang in the room.

Ruan Xiya was about to open the door and go in to see what was going on, when Bai Wanrou's charming voice came over instantly.

"Ah... Jing Yuan, it hurts... Take it easy..."

The end of the soft voice trembled slightly, mixed with He Jingyuan's heavy breathing sporadically.

Ruan Xiya froze in place immediately, the hand on the doorknob tightened suddenly, the coldness of the metal seemed to spread throughout her body through her fingertips.

With a pale face and a self-deprecating smile, Ruan Xiya's eyes were slightly red.

She really didn't expect that He Jingyuan would be so blatantly in the lounge with Bai Wanrou...

The point is, He Jingyuan even sent her a text message asking her to come over, what a pervert!
Rolling her eyes, Ruan Xiya turned around and was about to leave the room when Bai Wanrou's voice came from the bathroom again.

"Well...Jing Yuan, if it's Xi Ya...are you..."

Hearing Bai Wanrou mention her name unexpectedly, Ruan Xiya paused, as if she had been bewitched, she stopped.

He wanted to hear exactly what Bai Wanrou said, but Bai Wanrou's voice was no longer heard from the bathroom, but He Jingyuan's breathing became heavier and heavier.

The cool night wind blew up the curtains, playfully twirled the tip of Ruan Xiya's nose, and floated out through the crack of the door.

The rich woody scent mixed with a hint of sweet blood came into the nasal cavity, Ruan Xiya couldn't help but sniffed, and sniffed hard.

Confirming that she did smell blood, Ruan Xiya frowned suspiciously.

Could it be that He Jingyuan was injured?

As soon as this idea came up, Ruan Xiya shook her head and denied it.

Impossible, if He Jingyuan was really injured, why would he do such absurd things with Bai Wanrou?

"Shia, what are you doing here?"

Xie Mantong's soft and doubtful voice came, Ruan Xiya shook her palm, and subconsciously pushed open the door.

The people in the room seemed to have heard Xie Mantong's voice, and there was another crackling sound.

Hearing the sound, Xie Mantong worriedly pushed Ruan Xiya into the room.

"What's the matter? Who's in the room?"

Before Ruan Xiya had time to answer Xie Mantong, Xie Mantong pushed her whole body and staggered. She quickly grabbed the armrest of the sofa to stand firm.

The palm just grabbed onto the suit jacket, feeling the wetness in the palm, Ruan Xiya looked down at He Jingyuan's suit jacket hanging on the armrest in astonishment.

"Put on your clothes, what do you look like!"

Just as he was about to see how the shoulders of He Jingyuan's suit were wet, Xie Mantong's angry voice came from his ear.

Following the sound, she finally saw the scene in the bathroom.

With her back to them, Bai Wanrou, the zipper on the back of the dress has been pulled down halfway, revealing a large area of ​​smooth and delicate skin.

He Jingyuan's upper body was bare, most of his body was blocked by Bai Wanrou, and the navy blue shirt was thrown at the feet of the two of them, without even thinking about it, he could guess what the two of them were doing before.

"Mom, let's go out first."

With a pale face, Xie Mantong walked out of the room quickly, pulling the angry Xie Mantong. Ruan Xiya closed the door for them, and then let go of Xie Mantong's hand.

"Xia, Mu Yang is a good boy and will treat you well."

Xie Mantong's words were so abrupt that Ruan Xiya's heart trembled, and a self-deprecating smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Mom, what does that mean?"

Saying that, Ruan Xiya turned around and looked straight into Xie Mantong's eyes, her always smiling face was cold.

Shocked by the coldness and alienation in Ruan Xiya's eyes, Xie Mantong couldn't help but stepped forward and took her hand.

"Xia, He Jingyuan has a bad reputation. Now, he did that kind of thing with your sister at the banquet again. Even if you are really with him, he won't take good care of you."

After finishing speaking, Xie Mantong paused for a moment, and continued: "Shen Muyang was raised by his mother. He is a steady and gentle person. If you can be with him, he will only treat you well and take good care of you .”

"Ha ha……"

Ruan Xiya laughed softly, her eyes sharpened suddenly, "Why?"

Why do you say that?
Why, do you want to break her heart so much?
Xie Mantong choked when Ruan Xiya asked, timidly pursed her lips and did not speak for a long while.

After waiting for Xie Mantong's answer for a long time, Ruan Xiya gave her a cold look, turned around and was about to leave.

Someone grabbed her wrist suddenly, Ruan Xiya stood there with her back to Xie Mantong, her tone was cold.

"Mom, don't worry, I don't like He Jingyuan long ago. He is just a stranger to me."

After finishing speaking, she shook off Xie Mantong's hand and walked downstairs quickly.