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

"hiss……"

Ruan Xiya couldn't help but gasped for a sudden sharp pain in her back.

Hearing Ruan Xiya's painful voice, Xie Mantong quickly let go, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault."

"Knock knock knock..."

Before Ruan Xiya could speak, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Mom, first go and see who is here."

Xie Mantong withdrew his hands, helped Ruan Xiya tidy up her clothes, and then responded outside the door.

"Come in."

As soon as the words were finished, the servant pushed the door in with a gift box half a person's height in his arms.

"Miss Shia, Mr. Shen sent someone to deliver a gift box, telling you not to forget your date on Friday."

Ruan Xiya's face turned red when she heard the servant say "date".

"Put it on the table."

The servant nodded, put the gift box on the table, and respectfully left the room.

"Muyang is a really good kid. It's a good thing that you can get along with him so well, a good thing."

Xie Mantong smiled ambiguously at Ruan Xiya, his eyes were full of relief.

Ruan Xiya originally wanted to explain, but seeing the relief in Xie Mantong's eyes, she really couldn't open her mouth to disturb Xie Mantong's good mood.

Seeing Ruan Xiya who hesitated to speak from the corner of her eye, Xie Mantong rubbed her head.

"You, if I can really be with Mu Yang, my mother will feel at ease. Before, my mother was always worried that I couldn't find you. Now, what my mother is most worried about is your marriage with Mu Yang."

"Mom, my marriage with Mu Yang is still early! My sister is already engaged to the young master of the He family, and their marriage must be before mine."

"There is no reason why the younger sister should get married first if the older sister doesn't get married!"

Xie Mantong poked Ruan Xiya's forehead reproachfully.

"Oh, Mom. It's so old, how can there be such a rule?"

Ruan Xiya really didn't want to talk about Shen Muyang, so she grabbed Xie Mantong's arm and begged for mercy in a soft voice.

Outside the door, Bai Wanrou stopped in her tracks with a gloomy face, staring blankly at the closed door in front of her.

The hand by her side had long been clenched into a fist, she pursed her lips and turned back to the room.

As soon as she returned to the room, she was so angry that she smashed the water glass on the table.

The phone in her pocket suddenly buzzed, and she took out the phone irritably, seeing an unfamiliar number on the screen, she frowned and hung up the phone directly.

However, the person on the other end of the phone was very persistent, and the phone started buzzing again as soon as it was hung up.

She squeezed the phone irritably, her fingertips were as pale as paper.

"Say, what's the matter!"

Frowning, he answered the phone, but no one spoke for a long time.

Just when Bai Wanrou's patience was exhausted and she was about to hang up the phone, the person on the other side finally answered.

"Xiaorou... I am, I am mother..."

"what!?"

Bai Wanrou's hand on the table accidentally touched the exquisite jade ornaments on the table, making a "bang-dang" sound.

She looked at the scattered jade fragments on the ground in astonishment, and froze in place.

"Xiao Rou? I..."

Hearing the movement on the other side of the phone, the person on the other side asked anxiously again.

……

Ruan Xiya and Xie Mantong had just opened the gift box, and were about to see what kind of dress Shen Muyang sent over, when they heard a sound outside the door.

Putting down the dress in her hand, Ruan Xiya perked up her ears suspiciously.

"Mom, the voice seems to be coming from my sister's room, let's go and have a look."

Xie Mantong nodded, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly dissipated, and followed Ruan Xiya out of the room.