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

Ruan Xiya blushed with embarrassment, and explained: "If it's a transfer, even if He Jingyuan finds out and wants to investigate, it shouldn't be easy to investigate."

Shen Muyang paused, squinted his eyes, and a strange color flashed across his eyes.

The news he got in the morning flashed across his mind instantly. From the hospital to the airport, he
Taking Ruan Xiya away was really smooth.

If he guessed correctly, He Jingyuan probably never thought of stopping him at all.

Once He Jingyuan wanted to stop him, how could he bring Ruan Xiya to the airport so easily.

Seeing that Shen Muyang didn't speak, Ruan Xiya thought she was embarrassing Shen Muyang, "Forget it, or you decide, I'll listen to you."

"It's okay, I'm just thinking where it's better for us to transfer." Shen Muyang rubbed Ruan Xiya's head, "Xia, you've really become, become more cautious."

Ruan Xiya curled her lips, looked down at the box in her arms and did not answer.

In fact, she knew in her heart that He Jingyuan might not have tried to stop him at all.

Otherwise, why would Fu Yang leave so conveniently.

What he said about leaving in transit was just to find an excuse for himself to comfort himself.

After buying the ticket, Shen Muyang saw that Ruan Xiya looked a little tired, so he took her to the VIP lounge to rest, ordered a cup of hot milk and handed it to her.

"Did you not have a good breakfast? You look haggard. Did you not sleep well last night?"

"I'm fine, but I'm pregnant, and I'm always a little tired."

After receiving the hot milk, Ruan Xiya hugged the water glass, but uncontrollably thought, He Jingyuan, where are you now?

……

He Jingyuan had just finished the meeting when he received a call from Fu Yang.

"Sir, madam followed Shen Muyang and left."

"Ah."

Fu Yang looked up at the helicopter that just flew over his head, and said a little puzzled: "Sir, is this really okay?"

Hearing this, He Jingyuan paused for a moment. He suddenly stood up from the chair, turned around and stood in front of the large French window, overlooking the whole city, with a cold tone, "If she wants to stay, after you hand her something time, it will stay."

Fu Yang pursed his lips, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "When I handed Madam something, Madam seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything afterwards."

"The truth is, she did leave."

Through the mobile phone, Fu Yang could feel He Jingyuan's anger and slight grievances.

He really couldn't understand that the husband obviously loved his wife so much, protected her so well, and gave her the tranquility and beauty of a paradise.

Why, let the madam go, and let the madam go with other men.

If Madam knows this in the future, will she really forgive her husband for concealing it from her, and forgive him for going forward alone in order to achieve the peace and tranquility she wants?
Not daring to think about it any more, Fu Yang sighed softly, "When is Mr. going to bring Mrs. back?"

He Jingyuan paused, tapped his fingers unconsciously on the glass, and said after a long while, "Wait until everything settles."

As he spoke, he seemed to be explaining, and added: "This way, it's best for her."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yang leaned against the car and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath.

I just hope that the madam will not disappoint the husband.