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

"But..." You are pregnant now!
Shen Jingjia raised her eyes to look at Ruan Xiya, her eyes touched the confusion and fragility in Ruan Xiya's eyes, and finally endured the second half of the sentence.

Ruan Xiya looked down at her fingertips, her mind was in a mess.

Although Shen Jingjia didn't say the second half of her sentence, she could guess what Shen Jingjia wanted to say.

However, she is completely caught in a dilemma now.

It was wrong to keep the child, and it was also wrong not to keep the child. She really didn't know what to do.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiya's beautiful eyebrows almost wrinkled, "Jingjia, I really don't know what to do."

Her voice was hoarse and soft, filled with endless confusion and suppressed pain.

Only in front of Shen Jingjia can she speak out what has been suppressed in her heart without any scruples.

Shen Jingjia pursed her lips, raised her head slightly, and from the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of Ruan Xiya's pale little face under the street lamp.

Although we see each other every day recently, Shen Jingjia can still tell that Ruan Xiya has lost weight again.

The little face that was originally thinner because of the reception, now looks even thinner.

The chin, which was round before, is now sharper, as if there is no flesh at all.

Because of too many frowns, there was a faint mark between the eyebrows. The girl who always had a bright smile seemed to be taken away from her vitality in an instant, and her lustrous skin lost its original luster.

And the eyes that were always bright and clear are now full of confusion and covered, and Shen Jingjia's heart aches when she sees her pitiful appearance.

Her heart instantly softened into a ball, she couldn't help but leaned slightly, and hugged Ruan Xiya who was covered in confusion.

"Shia, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Warm palms gently patted Ruan Xiya's back, and Shen Jingjia's tone became softer.

"No matter what you decide, I will always be by your side and support you."

Shen Jingjia's words seemed to have some kind of inexplicable magic power, which instantly soothed Ruan Xiya's flustered and helpless heart.

She couldn't help hugging Shen Jingjia back, and bit her lips while whimpering softly.

"I really don't know what to do, I want...to keep this child, but..."

Unable to speak the following words again, she clung to Shen Jingjia's clothes tightly, like a drowning person clung to the last piece of driftwood.

Where Ruan Xiya couldn't see, Shen Muyang looked deeply at the two people hugging tightly beside the seat, and pressed his lips tightly.

"Why, do you feel distressed now?"

Lu Siyan leaned on the street lamp, arms crossed and looked at Shen Muyang coldly.

Hearing this, Shen Muyang withdrew his eyes, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "It turns out that she loves him so much..."

Lu Siyan snorted coldly, turned his eyes slightly to the side, and looked tenderly at the girl sitting in the wheelchair.

"If I knew today, why should I be in the first place!"

Shen Muyang was too lazy to look at Lu Siyan, his eyes fell on Ruan Xiya who was trembling slightly in the distance, and he shook his head firmly.

"I don't regret the reception..." It's a pity that He Jingyuan caught up with him that day.

The second half of the sentence slowly dissipated between his lips and teeth, and suddenly a gust of wind came in front of him, and Shen Muyang subconsciously turned his face to the right.

Lu Siyan's fist barely grazed his ear.

"Shen Muyang, you really are a bastard!"

Shen Muyang squinted his eyes, took a step back, and looked up at Lu Siyan whose eyes were burning.

"Lu Siyan, you'd better not meddle in your own business!"