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

Originally, because he was thinking about He Jingyuan's return tomorrow, he didn't feel sleepy.

Now after vomiting, there is still an uncomfortable feeling in her body, Ruan Xiya's eyes are flushed, she stares out of the window with her eyes open, and tightly clenches her hands next to the pillow.

She didn't know how long it took before she fell into a drowsy sleep.

But thinking that He Jingyuan would come back today, and thinking that He Jingyuan might come to her and she should be ready to leave at any time, Ruan Xiya woke up early in the morning.

After washing up habitually, when she passed the closet, she looked at herself in the full-length mirror wearing loose home clothes, with a plain face, and unexpectedly thought of the radiant and well-made Abby she had seen on TV before.

Uncontrollably, she found a slightly looser casual outfit from the closet and put it on. She washed and combed her hair, and curled it with a curling iron for a rare time. smile.

When she went downstairs, Mama Wu was already serving breakfast on the dining table.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mama Wu raised her head with a smile, and when she saw Ruan Xiya's unexpectedly well-dressed clothes, she was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her face widened immediately.

"Woke up so early today? Wait for a while, the buns won't be cooked until a while later."

After saying that, Wu Ma poured a cup of hot milk and handed it to Ruan Xiya, then went back to the kitchen to look at the buns still on the steamer.

While eating breakfast absent-mindedly, Ruan Xiya glanced at the mobile phone quietly placed on the table from time to time, and slightly tightened her hand holding the cup.

However, to her disappointment, the phone didn't ring silently throughout the morning.

It was almost lunch time, she frowned, and finally picked up her phone uncontrollably, and checked it carefully.

Well, the battery is sufficient and the signal is full. She made a call to 10086. After hearing that the call was connected, she hung up the phone again.

There is no problem with calling, why, why is no one calling her?

It seems... He Jingyuan... He is real, and he has drawn a clear line with himself.

Realizing that she was looking forward to He Jingyuan's call so much, Ruan Xiya frowned and smiled self-deprecatingly.

She was the one who wanted to leave at the beginning, but now, she was expecting a man to come to her, really...

Looking down at the quiet mobile phone, Ruan Xiya frowned, smiled at herself, and turned back to the second floor with the mobile phone.

Wu Ma kept paying attention to Ruan Xiya's movements in the kitchen. When she heard footsteps, she hurried out of the kitchen and silently watched Ruan Xiya slowly go upstairs alone.

After Ruan Xiya was no longer seen on the stairs, she frowned, took out her mobile phone and called her husband.

"Sir, have you returned home?"

"Ah."

He Jingyuan nodded, sitting in the office of Qinghe Company, playing with the pen in his hand.

Wu Ma was taken aback for a moment, and said suspiciously: "You have returned to your country...why didn't you come to see Madam?"

He Jingyuan pursed his thin lips, "I have very important things to deal with here."

Hearing this, Mama Wu's face darkened, and she tightened her grip on the book on the phone slightly.

"Is there anything more important than looking at your wife!?"

He Jingyuan paused, did not hang up the phone, and waited for Mama Wu to speak again.

"Madam already knows that you are returning to China today, even...why didn't you come to see Madam?"

He Jingyuan pursed his lips and tapped his fingers on the table with a cold tone.

"When things are done, I'll go there myself."