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

"Go to the contact person, put pressure on Xie's family, and advance the wedding date!"

"Yes."

"After you're done, continue to pay attention to Madam's behavior. If there is anything unusual, please let me know as soon as possible."

His slender fingers tapped regularly on the window lattice, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes, and sighed softly in his heart.

Fu Yang took a deep look at He Jingyuan, shook his head, turned around and left the ward.

He really didn't understand, the wife was obviously pregnant, why didn't she tell the husband.

With Mr.'s temperament, Mr. will definitely not ask if Mrs. doesn't say anything.

Ugh……

In the room, He Jingyuan was still standing by the window expressionlessly, his face was gloomy and frightening.

"Ruan Ruan, what exactly do you want to do?"

The deep and mellow voice was slowly blown away by the breeze, and He Jingyuan frowned.

Suddenly thinking of Ruan Xiya's escaped appearance before, he pursed his lips and dialed a phone number.

On the same floor, in Shen Jingjia's ward, Ruan Xiya was discussing the latest arrangements with Shen Jingjia when the phone rang suddenly.

Seeing that it was He Jingyuan calling again, she clenched and loosened her hands on her knees. After a few seconds, Ruan Xiya bit her lip and connected the call.

"Hey……"

"What do you want for lunch?"

"Ah?" Ruan Xiya was a little confused by his question, thinking that He Jingyuan wanted to force her to eat together at noon, and immediately rejected He Jingyuan with righteous words: "But, I have already made an agreement with Shen Jingjia at noon."

"What dish do you want to eat?"

The man's deep and pleasant voice came from the mobile phone, but Ruan Xiya shrank her neck and subconsciously shook her body.

She had lived with He Jingyuan for a while before, so she knew him better.

Hearing He Jingyuan's tone, he was clearly angry...

Realizing that she had offended He Jingyuan, Ruan Xiya shook her body, and subconsciously said a few sour dishes perfunctorily.

"understood."

He Jingyuan answered quickly, but Ruan Xiya was a little stunned.

knew! ?

Know what?

She was so confused that she was about to ask He Jingyuan, but the deep voice on the phone had disappeared, leaving only the cold "beep beep" hang-up sound.

Ruan Xiya: "..."

"What's the matter, is it He Jingyuan or brother Muyang?"

Hearing Shen Jingjia's voice, Ruan Xiya came back to her senses, put her phone on the table casually, and walked over with a chuckle.

"It's He Jingyuan."

"Oh, so it's He Jingyuan."

Shen Jingjia took Ruan Xiya's hand and winked at her ambiguously.

Ruan Xiya squeezed her hand amusedly, unexpectedly did not refute Shen Jingjia.

Seeing the wound on He Jingyuan's back before, and hearing He Jingji's explanation, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

What's more, the order from above is still there, the main problem now is how she will tell He Jingyuan that she is pregnant with Shen Muyang's child.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiya frowned, held Shen Jingjia's hand tightly, and said seriously: "Jingjia, what do you think will happen to He Jingyuan if I tell him about the child?"

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Shen Jingjia's mouth froze instantly.

She wanted to tell a joke to fool her, but when she looked up at Ruan Xiya's serious look, she choked and couldn't help swallowing.

After not hearing Shen Jingjia's answer for a while, Ruan Xiya couldn't help shaking Shen Jingjia's hand, and repeated it seriously.

"Jingjia, I want to tell him about the child, I want...to marry him!"