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

Curled up on the bed and staring at the blue sky outside the window, Ruan Xiya pursed her lips and said nothing, deliberately letting herself ignore the fact that Xie Mantong was still outside the door.

She knew that doing so would make Xie Mantong feel uncomfortable, but now she just wanted to be alone.

She never expected that her world would completely change just after attending a banquet.

Before last night, in order not to drag the Xie family down, she decided to marry He Jingyuan.

But now, she was a little desperate.

When such a thing happened, she didn't dare to think about what would happen if He Jingyuan found out.

Although she also lived with He Jingyuan for a lot of time, she also understood that He Jingyuan was almost unfathomable.

Moreover, if it really made him angry, it would be a terrible thing.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help moving, and with a pull of her arm, she completely retracted into the quilt.

Pulling the quilt directly over her head, she opened her eyes in the dark quilt, feeling at a loss.

……

Downstairs lobby.

Bai Wanrou happily ate the sweet and sour oranges, humming a little song softly.

She had just turned on the TV when her phone rang.

Glancing at the phone screen, the smile on the corner of her mouth dissipated immediately, and she frowned in displeasure.

What an annoyance!

After complaining in her heart, she picked up the phone and answered the call angrily.

"Why, Mr. Shen just remembered to thank me now?"

"It's really you!"

Shen Muyang casually pressed half of a cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

Hearing this, Bai Wanrou waved to the servant, lazily passed her hand to the servant, and signaled the servant to wipe off the remaining orange juice on her hands with a towel.

"Yoyo, what's the matter, it's early in the morning, and the fire hasn't finished yet!"

If Shen Muyang's anger was 80.00% just now, now he is [-]% angry.

Thinking of Ruan Xiya lying under him softly calling "Ayuan" last night, and thinking of Ruan Xiya's shock and despair when she found out that it was him in the early morning, Shen Muyang got so angry that he immediately roared: "Bai Wanrou, don't be too Excessive!"

Slightly taking the phone away from her ear, Bai Wanrou frowned, very impatient.

"What are you shouting about, I don't know, I thought I forced you..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Muyang had already hung up the phone, and there was only a cold "beep beep" hang-up sound on the phone.

Amusedly throwing the phone on the table, Bai Wanrou turned on the TV, and started to watch TV in a very good mood.

……

Upstairs, Ruan Xiya huddled on the big bed in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while.

The mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly buzzed. She was stunned for a long time before she suddenly realized that she stretched her hand under the quilt and took the mobile phone over.

Seeing that it was Shen Jingjia calling, she pressed her lips tightly and answered the phone.

"Sister's little Shia, how are you doing recently? I'm back! Do you want to have lunch together?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Shen Jingjia's energetic words immediately floated into her ears.

The big and bright eyes blinked, and Ruan Xiya said with a weary look: "It's still not..."

Sensing that something was wrong with Ruan Xiya, the smile on Shen Jingjia's face disappeared instantly. She frowned suspiciously, but did not directly ask what happened to Ruan Xiya.