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

In the next few days, He Jingyuan was indeed too busy to see anyone.

However, He Jingyuan would send messages to Ruan Xiya from time to time, concerned about her life and developments.

The days suddenly calmed down, and Ruan Xiya enjoyed the quiet and beauty of these days very much.

Huddled on the recliner, pulled the blanket on her body, and blissfully closed her eyes basking in the sun.

The phone on the table vibrated suddenly, Ruan Xiya, who had just closed her eyes, frowned, opened her eyes impatiently, and took the phone.

The call was from Shen Muyang. As soon as Ruan Xiya connected, Shen Muyang's voice came out instantly.

"Shia..."

"Ok?"

"Are you ok?"

Shen Muyang's voice was a little hoarse, Ruan Xiya pursed her lips, squinted and saw the maid walking towards her with a drink, she nodded with a light smile, "I'm fine, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

Listening to Ruan Xiya's laughter through the mobile phone, Shen Muyang curled his lips bitterly, looked down at the investigation results displayed on the computer, his eyes darkened, "Can I call you if I'm fine?"

Ruan Xiya was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect the always gentle Shen Muyang to answer like this, she suddenly didn't know how to answer Shen Muyang.

Before, because of the child's matter, she deliberately wanted to keep a distance from Shen Muyang, but she also knew that Shen Muyang had always been very kind to her, and what's more, she had taken the medicine and called Shen Muyang on her own initiative...

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and rubbed her frowning brows.

"Why, I thought...you are in a hurry."

Although Shen Muyang was angry, he couldn't bear to hear Ruan Xiya's anxious answer.

With a low sigh, he closed the files in the computer, and finally said the ultimate purpose of making this call: "Xia, you really... want to marry He Jingyuan?"

Recalling the old incident, Ruan Xiya's heart twitched quickly, she pursed her lips, and her tone suddenly became firm.

"Yes, this matter will not change in any way."

Hearing this, Shen Muyang was silent for a long time, so long that Ruan Xiya thought he had hung up the phone.Before Ruan Xiya asked, Shen Muyang suddenly said again: "Xia, have you been in He Jingyuan's villa lately?"

Shen Muyang suddenly changed the subject, but Ruan Xiya did not relax, but frowned.

Since getting along with Shen Muyang for so long, Shen Muyang never beat around the bush when speaking.However, Shen Muyang now took the initiative to change the subject. Could it be that it was He Jingyuan, what happened?
Thinking of this, she bit her lips tightly, and finally couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart, and asked, "Mu Yang, is there something happened to A Yuan?"

Hearing Ruan Xiya's address to He Jingyuan, Shen Muyang's hand holding the mouse suddenly tightened, the veins on the back of the hand protruded, and the fingertips became paler and paler.

"Ah."

"It's... what's the matter?"

Ruan Xiya sat up straight from the reclining chair, clutching the blanket tightly with her small hands, waiting motionlessly for Shen Muyang's answer.

Unsurprisingly, Ruan Xiya's slightly heavy breathing sounded in his ears, and Shen Muyang's heart ached into a ball.

He squinted his eyes, but his heart finally became ruthless.

"He Jingyuan, we are going to get married at the end of this month."

"Bang!"

The glass tumbled a few times on the small table, and finally fell to the ground, spilling the orange drink all over the floor. The servants heard the sound, quickly put down the things in their hands, and walked over quickly.

"Ma'am, what's the matter with you?"