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

"What's going on here!? Shia, your previous wound hasn't opened yet!?"

Xie Mantong touched Ruan Xiya's back worriedly.

"hiss……"

The place where it was hit was a little painful because of Xie Mantong's movements, Ruan Xiya couldn't help but gasped.

Suddenly thought of something, she quickly held Xie Mantong's hand.

"There is no wound, mom, don't worry too much, my sister definitely didn't do it on purpose."

After carefully checking Ruan Xiya's back and confirming that the wound on the shoulder was not open, Xie Mantong was deeply relieved.

She frowned and turned around, looking coldly at Bai Wanrou who was leaning against the wall, her eyes were as cold as ice.

"Wan Rou, how could you treat your sister like this. Come here and apologize to Shia!"

Looking at Xie Mantong expressionlessly, looking at the disgust and anger in her eyes, Bai Wanrou twitched the corners of her mouth, and stood there without moving.

Seeing this, Xie Mantong's eyes became even more angry, "Zhenxuan, I'm really old. The child is too old to be disciplined."

Hearing this, Bai Zhenxuan, who had been silent all this time, embraced Xie Mantong's waist, walked around the bags all over the floor and sat down on the sofa.

"Don't be too angry, but don't get angry."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and slowed down the servant, "What are you doing standing there stupidly!? Go and call the family doctor and ask her to come over."

As he spoke, he glanced at the mess on the ground and frowned.

"Pack up the bags on the ground, too."

Ruan Xiya sat down opposite Xie Mantong with a pale face, "Since my sister likes it, remember to tidy up those messy bags and send them to my sister's room."

Hearing Ruan Xiya's words, Xie Mantong frowned, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Wan Rou, is it because your mother didn't give you enough cards? How can you mess with your sister's things!? What does it look like!"

"I'm just curious to see what my sister has bought."

Bai Wanrou shrugged indifferently, and walked slowly towards the sofa.

"boom!"

The teapot fell to the ground with a loud noise, and Ruan Xiya was shaken by the sound, shaking her body.

Bai Wanrou looked down at the shattered teacup at her feet, a lot of hot tea splashed on her insteps and trousers.

There was a sharp pain in the back of her foot, and the hand beside her was tightly clenched into a fist.

After several seconds, she slowly raised her head and looked at Bai Zhenxuan in disbelief.

"Father, you actually..."

"To shut up!"

Bai Zhenxuan glared at Bai Wanrou angrily, and raised his voice involuntarily.

"Look at what you look like now! She!? She's your sister!"

The more he talked, the more Bai Zhenxuan became angry, "Before, when you were young, you would occasionally be a little willful, which was harmless, and my father never blamed you."

"But now, look at what you've become! Shia is your older sister, she has suffered so much outside these years. It's fine if you don't know how to understand her, how can you bully her like this!?"

Bai Zhenxuan's tone was low, with obvious anger.

Unexpectedly, Bai Zhenxuan would be so angry, a look of surprise flashed across Ruan Xiya's eyes, but she felt warm in her heart.

It turned out that her father actually loved her so much.

"Dad, don't be angry, my sister probably didn't mean it."

As she said that, Ruan Xiya waved her hand to the servant, signaling the servant to tidy up the debris on the ground and make tea again.