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

When Ruan Xiya woke up again, the sky had already darkened slightly.

Blinking her big eyes in confusion, she recalled what happened before.

Thinking that she didn't get an answer from He Jingyuan in the end, her eyes darkened and her expression was a little sad.

Sitting up with support, the soft touch under the palm reminded her that she was not living in a hospital bed.

A breeze came in from the half-opened window, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers, Ruan Xiya froze for two seconds, and turned on the light.

The warm yellow light illuminated the whole room in an instant. Her gaze roughly swept over the off-white plush carpet on the floor, the wardrobe not far from the carpet, and the light gray sofa in front... After only a rough look for a week, she I guessed it, she was probably in the villa that He Jingyuan mentioned before.

Realizing this problem, Ruan Xiya's heart quickly flashed with joy.

After washing up, she walked lightly to the window sill and looked out of the window.

Seeing the very artistic garden by accident, Ruan Xiya's eyes widened in surprise.

Among the dense bushes and flowers and leaves, you can occasionally see servants with downcast eyes who are busy and serious. Although it was just a quick glance, Ruan Xiya still found that these servants were not from China.

Pursing her lips, she looked down at the busy foreign servants downstairs, hiding her shock.

Although they are now in the United States, it is not surprising that He Jingyuan's villa has foreign servants, but none of the foreign servants she saw were American.

In such a situation, there is only one possibility: He Jingyuan attaches great importance to his privacy, and even doesn't want what happened in this villa to be leaked by his servants.

Realizing this, she frowned, feeling more and more in her heart that the distance between her and He Jingyuan seemed to be getting farther and farther.

Ruan Xiya was lying on the window sill in a daze, not noticing that a servant downstairs suddenly looked up and noticed Ruan Xiya lying on the window sill.

The servant was taken aback for a moment, then put down the things in his hand, turned around and walked into the villa quickly.

In the room, just as Ruan Xiya adjusted her mood, there was a knock on the door.

She froze for a moment, walked over quickly and opened the door.

When the servant outside the door saw Ruan Xiya, he smiled and handed the headset to Ruan Xiya.

Staring blankly at the bluetooth headset in the servant's hand, Ruan Xiya was stunned for a few seconds before picking up the headset and putting it on her ear.

"Ma'am, dinner is ready, please go downstairs for dinner."

As soon as the headset was put on, Qingyue's female voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and Ruan Xiya looked up at the smiling maid in astonishment.

The maid's eyes fell on the ear with the headset, and she felt a warm feeling in her heart, and she nodded with a chuckle.

"um. Thank you."

Hearing Ruan Xiya's words, the maid blushed slightly, turned around shyly and led Ruan Xiya downstairs.

He Jingyuan, who was sitting at the dining table, heard the voice, put down the iPad he was holding, and turned to look at Ruan Xiya who was walking slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"woke up?"

The man's voice was deep and mellow. Ruan Xiya's cheeks flushed and she nodded shyly when she thought of being carried into the car by He Jingyuan.

"Ah."

Seeing Ruan Xiya seated, the servant quickly brought out a sumptuous dinner from the kitchen and put it on the table.

"I've been a little busy recently, you live here first."

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya's fingers on her knees moved slightly, and she was about to refuse, when she suddenly thought of He Jingyuan who was furious in the hospital today, a flash of guilt flashed in her heart, and she finally held back the words of rejection.