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

Neither of them spoke again, and the room was silent.

Ruan Xiya, who was curled up on the sofa, recalled what He Jingyuan said at noon, her fingers unconsciously fiddled with the clothes on her knees, with complicated emotions.

Seeing Ruan Xiya's small movements, Shen Muyang pursed his lips, clenched and loosened his hands on his knees, and finally couldn't help opening his mouth.

"Shia, you don't have to worry about the order from above, I can handle it. Let me take care of you, okay?"

Suddenly hearing Shen Muyang speak, Ruan Xiya froze for a moment, then fell silent.

She understood what Shen Muyang meant, but she never thought about making Shen Muyang responsible for that ridiculous night.

Ruan Xiya frowned uncomfortably as her stomach churned, and subconsciously stroked her still flat stomach with her small hand.

Shen Muyang probably didn't know the fact that she was pregnant.

But even if he didn't know that she was pregnant, Shen Muyang insisted on being responsible for her.Once Shen Muyang knew about her pregnancy, Shen Muyang would probably go directly against the order from above.

Although so many things happened, she was the one who called Shen Muyang that night after all, and she couldn't selfishly involve Shen Muyang.

Thinking of this, she twisted her hands together on her knees, pursed her lips, and looked up at Shen Muyang seriously.

"Brother Muyang, I still stick to my previous decision."

As she said that, she paused, licked her dry lips, and continued with half truth: "I really still like him, and I can't let him go. This time, thanks to his protection, I can No injury. I really want to marry him, and it has nothing to do with the order from above."

It was clearly the soft and waxy voice he liked, but every word was like a sharp blade, mercilessly poking into the softest part of Shen Muyang's heart.

He looked deeply at Ruan Xiya, who looked serious, and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, and he couldn't say a word.

Calmly looking at Ruan Xiya's belly, Shen Muyang sighed deeply, "It's getting late, I'll go back and make dinner, let's go to Jingjia's for dinner tonight."

"Mmm Good."

Seeing that Shen Muyang didn't dwell on the previous topic, Ruan Xiya breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded with a smile.

Sending Shen Muyang away with a smile, she closed the door and turned back to the room.

Curled up on the bed a little tired, she fiddled with the long hair beside her ear, full of confusion.

After a long time, she took out her mobile phone, hesitated and typed the words "painless abortion" on Baidu.

Trembling, she clicked on the page and looked at the shocking pictures. After a close look, she closed the page with red eyes, stuffed the phone under the pillow, and tightly grasped the quilt.

After all, it is a fresh life, not a grass or a flower, and she can take whatever she wants if she doesn't want it.

Not daring to imagine that the cold machine took that life from her body, she bit her lower lip tightly, after all, she couldn't bear to kill the child.

Although this child came at the wrong time, and it was not the child she had with the person she wanted, but it was still her child after all.

Intellectually, she knew that she shouldn't keep this child, but she couldn't be so selfish.

You can't selfishly kill your own children for yourself.

But once the child is kept, not to mention the orders from above, once He Jingyuan finds out.

With He Jingyuan's temperament, the Xie family would definitely be implicated.