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

Hearing this, Fu Yang was startled immediately, and his timid lips became more and more hesitant to speak.

"Sir, tell the old man, I'm afraid the old man will..."

Before he finished speaking, he immediately stopped talking when he noticed He Jingyuan's cold gaze.

Since the husband broke away from the old man's organization, the old man has lost the intimacy he had with him many years ago.

Now, if the old man knew that Miss Abby's feelings for her husband had changed, the old man would probably dislike him even more.

However, Mr. has already given orders, and he cannot disobey them.

Sighing and looking at Mr. Fu Yang, Fu Yang left the ward helplessly.

The old man acted very quickly. As soon as his news was revealed, the old man directly led people to imprison Miss Abby in the manor.

The next day, the husband returned to China in Miss Abby's private jet.

Just after returning to China, I just received the news that my wife was taken back to the Bai family, and my husband came to City C without stopping.

Knowing that all the goods in a warehouse were destroyed, the husband was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Regardless of looking for his wife, he secretly met with several important people in private, and finally covered up the matter.

Just after dealing with this matter, before he had time to rest, he heard that the Bai family was going to hold a banquet.

It just so happened that Bai Wanrou invited Mr. to the banquet, and Mr. didn't care about the unhealed wound on his shoulder, so he came directly to Bai's house to attend the banquet.

Who knew, just attending a banquet, the wound on Mr.'s shoulder would open again, and the high fever would not go away that night.

Before the fever subsides, I heard Ying Er's report that my wife went to the theater, and I didn't care about my weak body, so I went straight to the theater.

Thinking of the husband's running around these days, Fu Yang felt very distressed.

The Bentley stopped slowly, Fu Yang withdrew his thoughts, got out of the car neatly, and opened the door for He Jingyuan.

"Sir, here we are."

He Jingyuan turned his head to look at the He family villa outside the car window, his eyes were dark, and he got out of the car with a gloomy face.

……

Ruan Xiya walked into the cinema absent-mindedly, and after sitting down, Ruan Xiya stared at the screen without saying a word.

"Shia, are you alright?"

Shen Jingjia patted Ruan Xiya's hand lightly, with a worried expression on her face.

Ruan Xiya curled her fingers on the armrest a few times, and pulled the corners of her mouth to force a smile.

"What's the matter, the movie is about to start, let's watch the movie."

Silently sitting beside Ruan Xiya, Shen Muyang helplessly rubbed Ruan Xiya who was smiling reluctantly.

"Hey, if he pesters you again in the future, call me directly."

Nodding obediently, Ruan Xiya pursed her lips and turned her head to look at the big screen.

Shen Muyang chose a love movie, and at the beginning, there were hero and heroine and gorgeous fireworks all over the screen.

Almost instantly, she thought of the splendid fireworks that night on the island.

Once upon a time, there was such a person who lit up most of the night sky's fireworks for her.

She still remembered that the fireworks that night were so brilliant that it made her eyes moist.

It's a pity that things are different, and the person who lit the fireworks for her is no longer by her side.

Thinking of this, her eyes turned red, and she subconsciously grabbed the armrest of the sofa.

Looking down at the back of Ruan Xiya's veined hands, Shen Muyang squinted his eyes, covering up the strange look in his eyes, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Ruan Xiya's eyes.

"Shia, can you let me take care of you?"