Surprise! I'm pregnant with a rich heir

These words brought Ruan Yin back to reality. She looked at the profile of the person next to her and sighed that he was so cold. His implication was that she was not worthy of him worrying about her. It turned out that the novels she had read before were all lies.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Can we keep our marriage secret?"

In case of divorce, she needs to live her own life and doesn't want to be disturbed.

"Okay, we're here." Xi Xuanyao nodded expressionlessly, which was exactly what he wanted.

Ruan Yin glanced out the window, thanked him, and got out of the car. She walked home, and climbed the stairs, feeling worried. How could she tell her mother about this? Should she tell her that she was pregnant with a rich family heir by accident, and that she would marry into a rich family because of her son? She would be scared to death.

No matter how worried she was, she finally arrived at her home. She took out the key, opened the door, and went straight to Song Lan's house. She had come up briefly before and did not disturb her because she saw she was resting. Now she saw her mother lying on the bed with one foot in a cast. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes. No wonder her mother did not come to see her even though she was in the hospital. It was not that she did not want to, but that she could not get away.

"Yinyin!" Song Lan said in surprise. She followed her daughter's gaze and looked at her plastered foot. She consoled her, "It's okay. I just twisted my foot. How are you?"

Ruan Yin nodded and comforted her, "Don't worry, it's nothing." She poured a glass of water for Song Lan and placed it on the bedside table. She asked Song Lan if she was hungry and if she wanted to go to the bathroom.

Song Lan noticed that something was wrong with her daughter, so she sat up and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything you can't say to mom?" Suddenly she thought of something and asked anxiously, "Did he look for you again?" This "he" was obviously referring to her stepfather.

Ruan Yin closed her eyes and said desperately: "Mom, I'm getting married!"

"What did you say?" Song Lan was puzzled. She had never heard that she had a boyfriend before, so how come she got married?

As if she remembered that Ruan Yin had been arrested before, she sat up anxiously and asked, "Did they force you to do this? I'll go find them."

"No," Ruan Yin quickly denied, took out the marriage certificate and placed it in front of Song Lan, saying guiltily: "Mom, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just didn't know how to tell you"

Song Lan looked at her well-behaved daughter in shock. She picked up the little red book and checked it again and again. It was indeed a marriage certificate. She was immediately anxious, "What's going on? Why did they get married suddenly? Who is this man?"

"Mom, calm down and listen to me." She couldn't tell her mother about her pregnancy now, otherwise her mother would definitely feel very guilty. Ruan Yin only said that she met Xi Xuanyao a few months ago, and it was he who saved her when she was captured this time. She was afraid that her stepfather would target her again, so she decided to get married directly to stop his thoughts.

Song Lan's tears rolled down her cheeks as she choked up and said, "I am sorry for you. It's all my fault for not judging you well. Woohoo, if I had known earlier, I would never have remarried no matter what."

Ruan Yin comforted her, "Mom, Xuan Yao is a very good person. I married him not only because of family problems, but mainly because I like him." When talking about liking him, Ruan Yin couldn't help but blush.

"Really?" Song Lan was half-believing and half-doubting. What she was most unwilling to accept was that her daughter just married her off just because of that damn Feng Sheng.

Ruan Yin raised her hand to assure: "Really, don't you think he is handsome?"

Song Lan was distracted by the marriage certificate just now and did not look closely at the man's appearance. Now that she calmed down, she took a closer look at the marriage certificate. He was really good-looking. At least she had never seen such an outstanding look in her life. The doubts in her heart eased a little, and she asked, "If you like him, why don't you bring him home? Do you need to get the certificate secretly without telling me?" My daughter wouldn't be deceived like Feng Sheng, right? It is said that good-looking people like to lie the most.

Ruan Yin touched her nose and said nervously, "We made this decision on the spur of the moment. He only has time today, and I'm afraid there will be changes later..."

"So what does he do? Where does he work? Who else is in his family?" Song Lan asked.

Ruan Yin's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, she forgot to ask about his family situation. She should be able to find it on the Internet. She calmly searched Xi Xuanyao's name, and then handed the phone to her mother. When Song Lan saw that his net worth was nearly one trillion, her lips trembled. It was over, it was over. Her daughter must have been cheated. She covered her chest and gasped for a moment, and her mouth felt as bitter as if she had swallowed Coptis chinensis. Why were their lives so miserable?

Ruan Yin was frightened by Song Lan's appearance. She stood up and supported her mother. While calming down, she asked anxiously, "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Even if she knew that she was rich, she wouldn't be like this, right?

"Yin Yin, you...have been deceived," Song Lan choked.

Ruan Yin was both amused and annoyed, and said softly: "Mom, what are you thinking? I have been to his company, there can't be anything wrong." In order to make her mother believe her, she could only tell a small lie.

"Really?" Song Lan was at a loss because of recent events. Subconsciously, she also hoped that what her daughter said was true. Seeing Ruan Yin nod, she said worriedly, "Wait until he has time to come home." She had to see him in person before she could feel at ease.

Ruan Yin nodded, and Song Lan half-supported herself and asked, "Have you met his parents? What's their attitude like? Do they know that you guys got the marriage certificate?"

Ruan Yin shook her head. Seeing her mother's worried look, she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Mom, your daughter married the richest man, and you are still frowning. If it were someone else, they would burn incense and offer sacrifices to her."

Song Lan looked at her daughter's childish face and sighed, "Marriage is not that simple. A marriage without interests will not last long. Why has it been said since ancient times that the two families should be well matched? This makes sense. You have feelings for each other now, so it's natural that you are in love, but the gap between you is too big. Over time, those problems that you have ignored will appear one by one. If his family doesn't like you, life will be even more difficult. So mom has always hoped that you can find an ordinary person who is motivated, supportive and considerate of each other. But there is no point in saying this now, just think that mom is overthinking."

When she first married Yin Yin into the Feng family, she was often bullied. Feng Sheng's parents and sister looked down on her status as a widow, not to mention that she was from the richest family.

Ruan Yin knew her mother's painstaking efforts. She reached out and held her mother's hand, her expression firm, "Mom, I know what you said, but no matter what, I want to try."

"Okay, okay, maybe Mom is just worrying too much." Song Lan didn't want to put pressure on her daughter, so she went along with what she said.

Ruan Yin changed the subject and asked, "How did you solve the problem of eating these two days?"

"I thought you arranged it. Someone will come over and cook a meal. I will heat up the food myself in the evening."

Ruan Yin thought about it and realized that it was Xi Xuanyao who arranged it. This man looked indifferent but was quite thoughtful. She wanted to send a message to say thank you, but then she realized that she didn't have his WeChat.

She went to the living room to get an apple, lowered her head and peeled it carefully, while asking, "What are you and him going to do?"

Song Lan was stunned for a moment, her face looked a little ugly, "Let's talk about it later, I don't know where he is hiding now."

Ruan Yin cut the apple into several pieces, put them on a plate and handed it to Song Lan. After eating, she let her mother have a good rest.

She went back to her room, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling and slowly fell into a deep sleep. She slept very deeply and did not wake up until the sun went down.

She got up and walked to the kitchen to prepare some simple noodles. There were eggs and vegetables in the refrigerator. A few minutes later, the noodles were cooked. She walked to Song Lan's room, knocked on the door and went in.

Song Lan was awake at the moment. When she saw her come in and was about to get up, Ruan Yin hurried over to help her to the living room.

After dinner, Ruan Yin quickly washed the dishes. She was used to doing these things.

As the night deepened, she kept checking her phone on the sofa, wanting to know more about Xi Xuanyao. Since they were married, they were definitely aiming for a long life. Although she also said that he could divorce at any time, it was not impossible to fight for it. After all, he was very handsome.

After searching for a long time, she couldn't find a single photo of Xi Xuanyao on the Internet. If she hadn't seen him, she would have thought he was so ugly that he didn't want to take photos.

Most of the news were about him, saying that he had quadrupled the market value of Huiheng in a few years while running the company. He had vision and courage and was a leader of the younger generation.

Suddenly she saw an entertainment news item from a few months ago, which reported the marriage between the Xi family's leader and the Shen family's daughter.

Ruan Yin felt anxious. Thinking of what her mother said about being well-matched, she bit her lip. She had asked Xi Xuanyao about this before, and he said he was unmarried and had no girlfriend. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes. How could he have missed the possibility of a fiancée?