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

Ruan Xiya nodded, sat down on the dressing table numbly, and let the makeup artist start to help her with makeup.

When the makeup was halfway through, Shen Muyang had already arrived at Bai's house.

Hearing that Ruan Xiya was still putting on makeup, she didn't come up.

After everything was sorted out, Ruan Xiya gracefully followed the makeup artist downstairs.

"Xia, you are finally down, Mu Yang is waiting impatiently."

Xie Mantong heard the voice and turned to look at Ruan Xiya who was slowly going downstairs.

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya gave Xie Mantong a coquettish look.

"I didn't make him wait. He had to send a makeup artist and a stylist himself."

Shen Muyang stood up early and walked quickly towards Ruan Xiya.

Hearing Ruan Xiya's words, he couldn't help chuckling.

"It's indeed my fault, Aunt Xie, don't blame Xi Ya."

"You child, if this continues, Shia will almost be spoiled by you."

Xie Mantong smiled and looked at the two people who walked over slowly holding Shen Muyang's arm, with a strong pampering in their eyes.

"Mom, let's go first."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Xie Mantong walked over quickly and helped Ruan Xiya trim her hair.

Suddenly thought of something, she took Shen Muyang's hand and clapped it solemnly.

"Shia will leave it to you, don't let her be bullied!"

"For sure, Aunt Xie, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Shia!"

Saying goodbye to Xie Mantong, Ruan Xiya bent down and sat in the Maybach that had been parked at the entrance of the villa, and waved to Xie Mantong outside the window.

The black car flew away from the villa, she was greatly relieved, and leaned on the back of the chair.

Looking at Ruan Xiya's actions amusedly, a flash of apology flashed in Shen Muyang's eyes.

"I know you don't like fussing, but today's auction is more important..."

"It's okay, I haven't been to the auction yet..."

Before she finished speaking, Ruan Xiya suddenly remembered the auction that she went to with Xie Ming, and quickly stopped talking.

Seeing the suspicion in Shen Muyang's eyes, Ruan Xiya changed the subject, "I just want to see and see, what are you auctioning today?"

"Today's auction is a charity auction, and the proceeds will be donated to children in impoverished mountainous areas to build Hope Primary Schools."

"Oh? It turned out to be a charity auction? Why don't you tell me in advance, so I can prepare something to participate in."

Hearing what Ruan Xiya said, a smile flashed in Shen Muyang's eyes.

"Don't worry, I have everything ready."

Arriving at the dinner venue, looking at the luxury cars parked beside her, Ruan Xiya felt a little nervous for no reason.

"Shia, don't be nervous, it's just a dinner party."

Ruan Xiya nodded, took a deep breath, took Shen Muyang's arm, and walked slowly towards the venue of the dinner.

At the door, after the waiter checked the invitation, he took out the mask from the drawer and handed it to Shen Muyang.

Seeing the mask, Ruan Xiya suddenly remembered the previous mask auction, her face turned pale for a moment, and the hand holding Shen Muyang's arm exerted a little force.

Turning his head to see Ruan Xiya's pale face, Shen Muyang waved to the waiter.

Pulling Ruan Xiya into a corner of the venue, Shen Muyang squeezed the mask inside through his pocket, and asked worriedly.

"Shia, what's wrong? Is something uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

As she spoke, she looked at the masked people in the venue, her eyes full of suspicion.

"Brother Muyang, is this... a masked auction?"

"Yes, Shia is fine if she doesn't want to wear a mask."

Shen Muyang rubbed her head and smiled softly.