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

A look of sadness flashed in her eyes, Ruan Xiya tried hard to elicit a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

The small box in her palm was a little warm from her grip, and her fingertips trembled a few times before she finally let go and put the box on the table again.

Noticing her movement, He Jingyuan grabbed her wrist, exerted force on his hand, and forcibly dragged her into his arms.

"That warehouse was indeed mine once."

Sensitively capturing the word Zeng, Ruan Xiya raised her head and looked straight at He Jingyuan.

Looking down to see Ruan Xiya's red eye sockets, he curled up his fingers a few times in distress, and gently stroked the corners of the girl's eyes with his fingertips.

"I didn't expect that the old man would kidnap you while I was abroad. After hearing the news, I rushed back immediately. Ruan Ruan, trust me, okay?"

A familiar deep voice sounded in her ears, Ruan Xiya's heart shrank slightly, and she immediately put her arms around He Jingyuan's neck.

Sensing Ruan Xiya's movements, He Jingyuan bent his mouth, and stroked Ruan Xiya's back with warm palms.

Rubbing He Jingyuan's clothes with her fingers, Ruan Xiya wrinkled her nose and continued to ask: "The child in Su Wan's belly is really not me..."

"Fool, that child is not mine at all!"

"how come!?"

Withdrew from He Jingyuan's arms in astonishment, Ruan Xiya stared straight at He Jingyuan with wide-eyed eyes, almost unable to believe what she had just heard.

"If it wasn't yours, how could you let that child live for so long? If it wasn't yours, why did you protect her like that in the vineyard? If it wasn't yours, why didn't you tell me before?"

Ruan Xiya asked all the questions in her heart at once, staring at He Jingyuan without blinking, waiting for his answer.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiya's reaction would be so strong, He Jingyuan pursed his lips, and hugged Ruan Xiya into his arms again.

"These things are a long story, and I will tell you slowly later."

Ruan Xiya didn't get an answer immediately, her heart skipped a beat, she curled her fingers a few times, but she didn't push He Jingyuan away after all.

These questions have been buried in her heart for too long, and she has never been so eager to know the answers as she is now.

However, He Jingyuan obviously didn't want to say it, and she didn't want to force He Jingyuan anymore.

She closed her eyes in frustration, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, Ruan Xiya put her arms around He Jingyuan's neck.

No matter what, at least, she was sure that He Jingyuan never wanted to kill her!
At least, He Jingyuan once again protected her!
If you look at it this way, He Jingyuan should... also love her... right?

Taking a deep breath and letting go of He Jingyuan, he casually took the box on the table, opened it and took out the key. Ruan Xiya's lips curved into a wry smile.

"What is this key?"

Hearing the self-mockery in Ruan Xiya's tone, He Jingyuan narrowed his eyes in distress, "Gift, my gift for you."

Playing with the key in her hand, she lowered her eyes and suddenly wanted to tell He Jingyuan about the child.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught He Jingyuan's gaze, she raised her head, and looked at He Jingyuan seriously.

"A Yuan, I..."

"Ok?"

"I... have something that I want to tell you..."

He Jingyuan paused, reached out to help her straighten the hair around her ear, and looked at her with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Knock knock knock..."