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

Seeing that the thoughts in her head could not be pulled back like a wild horse, Ruan Xiya shook her head quickly, forcing herself to come back to her senses.

Unaware of Ruan Xiya's rich inner activities, seeing Ruan Xiya's silence for so long, He Jingyuan frowned, and his thin lips were tightly pursed in displeasure.

"Really, don't like it?"

He Jingyuan's uncertain voice sounded in his ear, and Ruan Xiya came back to her senses, shook her head quickly, and quickly picked up the box.

Opening the box with trembling hands, and seeing the key lying quietly in the box, Ruan Xiya breathed a sigh of relief, but felt heavy in her heart, a little lost and sad.

Before she had time to grasp the disappointment in her heart, she picked up the key and looked at He Jingyuan suspiciously.

"what is this?"

He Jingyuan glanced at the key lightly, "When I came back, I saw a nice house. This is the key."

"what?"

Ruan Xiya was completely confused by He Jingyuan's endless words.

What does it mean to see a nice house! ?
What do you mean this is the key?
This is... the meaning of giving yourself a house?
Looking at He Jingyuan suspiciously, before waiting for He Jingyuan's explanation for a long time, Ruan Xiya sighed, put the key back into the box, and handed the box to He Jingyuan.

"I can rent a house myself, this is too expensive..."

Glancing at the box in front of him with lowered eyes, He Jingyuan's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the veins on the back of his tightly clenched fists bulged.

"Why, his is fine, but mine is not?"

Ruan Xiya was stunned again by He Jingyuan's unreasonable words, she put down the box in her palm in a daze, and looked at He Jingyuan suspiciously.

Too lazy to listen to He Jingyuan's rambling words, Ruan Xiya asked straight to the point: "What's his and yours? What exactly do you want to say?"

As if He Jingyuan didn't hear her voice, he suddenly turned around and looked directly at Ruan Xiya.

"Do you want to move out?"

"Ah."

"Did Shen Muyang ask you to move to his house?"

"Ah."

As soon as the words fell, a small box suddenly appeared in the palm of her hand, Ruan Xiya pursed her lips, and finally understood.

As for feelings, He Jingyuan has been jealous all the time since he entered the door! ?

As soon as this thought flashed in her mind, the corners of Ruan Xiya's mouth raised slightly uncontrollably.

The box in her palm was not heavy, but she felt that it was pressed heavily in her palm, and she felt very safe when she pressed it.

The past with He Jingyuan flashed in her mind frame by frame like a movie, she clenched the box in her hand, raised her head and looked straight into He Jingyuan's deep eyes.

Many questions buried in the bottom of her heart clamored out, after all, she couldn't help but tugged on He Jingyuan's sleeve.

"Is the explosive in that warehouse really yours?"

As soon as the question was asked, Ruan Xiya raised her heart for no reason, nervously waiting for He Jingyuan's answer.

After so long, she originally thought that she had given up on He Jingyuan long ago, but she didn't expect that she still wanted to hear his explanation.

Looking down at Ruan Xiya, who was biting her lips tightly and waiting for his answer without blinking, He Jingyuan frowned in an almost imperceptible manner, and parted her thin lips lightly: "Yes."

A simple word, but like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Ruan Xiya was completely knocked unconscious on the spot.

She tightly clutched the small box in her palm, her eyes were red, and she couldn't say a word for a while.

After a long time, she opened her mouth, and finally uttered a word with difficulty in her dry throat: "I see."