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

With just one sentence, Ruan Xiya's body froze successfully.

She pursed her lips, clenched the book hanging by her side into a fist, her nails pierced her palm, and the sharp pain brought her back to her senses.

Struggling to push He Jingyuan away, Ruan Xiya saw He Jingyuan looking at her affectionately.

Ruan Xiya's hands clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again, only then did she calm down her restless heart.

"Mr. He, please pay attention to your words."

Hearing this, He Jingyuan's face darkened instantly, his deep eyes locked tightly on Ruan Xiya, making Ruan Xiya a little nervous.

"Ruan Ruan, what did you say?"

Ruan Xiya forced herself to look away from meeting He Jingyuan's gaze, and said with a cold face, "We don't know each other that well, Mr. He."

"Hehe... Mr. He?"

He Jingyuan pinched Ruan Xiya's chin and forced her to look up at him, "I haven't seen you for a few days, and I changed from Ah Yuan to Mr. He?"

Hearing the word A Yuan, Ruan Xiya's hands trembled and she frowned.

"release!"

After the words fell, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes, and a terrifying murderous aura permeated the air instantly.

He Jingyuan pursed his thin lips tightly, and there were complex emotions in his deep eyes.

Shocked, disappointed, and even mixed with monstrous anger.

Ruan Xiya plucked up her courage, looked straight into He Jingyuan's eyes, looked at the complex emotions in his eyes expressionlessly, her heart shrank into a ball long ago.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

He Jingyuan was silent for a while, and finally said coldly: "I thought you would miss me."

Ruan Xiya snorted coldly, and stretched out He Jingyuan's hand pinching her chin, "Miss you? Who are you to me!?"

He Jingyuan was so angry that Ruan Xiya's expressionless and cold answer almost made him go crazy.

Early this morning, he was planning to go to Lin Dongjiu's villa.

Fu Yang suddenly pushed open the office door and told him that Lin Dongjiu was going to take Ruan Xiya to the banquet in the old Lin family's house today.

Although he was shocked, he thought that he would see her soon, so he rushed over when he was ready.

Who knows, but he saw that he was soft, holding another man's arm, facing everyone's gaze, and smiling gently at Lin Dongjiu.

Finally breaking away He Jingyuan's hand that was pinning her waist, before Ruan Xiya could turn around and leave, He Jingyuan hugged her waist again and was forced to crash into He Jingyuan's arms.

In the next second, He Jingyuan kissed her lips fiercely.

Feeling the soft touch on her lips, Ruan Xiya opened her eyes wide in shock.

No longer caring about the Queen's temperament, Ruan Xiya reached out and beat He Jingyuan continuously, struggling to break free from He Jingyuan's arms.

He Jingyuan stared straight at Ruan Xiya with his deep eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grasped Ruan Xiya's two wrists, and fixed her hands behind her.

"Uh... He Jingyuan...you...let go...uh..."

Forced to endure He Jingyuan's stormy kiss, Ruan Xiya's eyes were flushed, and she closed her eyes weakly.

The heart in her chest was beating violently, and her body was a little weak from excitement because of He Jingyuan's kiss, but she felt more and more cold.

The courage that had been built up for so many days completely collapsed under a kiss from He Jingyuan.

Somewhat dissatisfied, he let go of Ruan Xiya's lips, and He Jingyuan looked deeply at Ruan Xiya, whose eyes were flushed, and frowned tightly.

"Ruan Ruan, don't look at me like that."