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

Wu Ma and the host spoke at the same time, Ruan Xiya: "..."

Turning off the TV casually, Ruan Xiya curled up on the sofa, pulled the blanket covering her body, took the book from the table and read it.

Looking at Ruan Xiya's still pale face, Mama Wu was so distressed that she turned around and brought out honey water from the kitchen, and brought out a plate of pastries by the way.

"Shia, drink some hot water and eat something to fill your belly."

"Well, thank you, Mama Wu."

Ruan Xiya raised her face and smiled at Mama Wu with a sunny face.

Facing Ruan Xiya's smiling face, thinking that Ruan Xiya was afraid that she would worry, so she forcefully smiled, Wu Ma felt more and more distressed.

With a low sigh, Wu Ma turned and went into the kitchen, closed the door carefully, and made a phone call to go out.

"Sir... how could you allow that woman to make such a big fuss about the wedding, Madam saw it on TV..."

Thinking of Ruan Xiya's pale face, Mama Wu's tone was abnormally cold, and she wished she could talk to He Jingyuan directly through the phone.

Even though they have children, why does one want to marry another woman, and the other lives in another man's house.

What a mess, what a mess!
"Mother Wu, help me take good care of her, thank you for your hard work."

He Jingyuan's tone was cold, and he glanced at the happy-looking Abby outside the glass room and the booing crowd around him, then turned and walked to the corner.

"Shia, how are you doing?"

Hearing He Jingyuan's inquiry and confirming that the husband still cares about the wife, Mama Wu felt a lot better.

But thinking of Ruan Xiya's recent violent pregnancy reaction, the smile on Mama Wu's mouth disappeared a bit, and her tone was filled with worry.

"Sir, in fact, my wife's recent pregnancy reaction is very serious. I almost vomit at least three times a day, and I eat less and less."

Hearing this, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes, and his face instantly became gloomy.

"Did you see a doctor?"

Hearing the urgency and worry in He Jingyuan's tone, Wu Ma finally let go of her heart and said quickly, "No! Madam doesn't want to see a doctor."

There was another commotion outside the glass room. He Jingyuan pursed his lips, looked a little irritable, and took the phone with the other hand, "I hope the things here will end soon, and I will go back soon. In this world, Mama Wu will be in trouble."

Faintly hearing the noise from He Jingyuan's side, and realizing that He Jingyuan was marrying another woman, Mama Wu frowned, and said hesitantly, "Sir, do you really... want to marry that woman?"

Hearing this, He Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, and replied firmly: "Only Ruan Ruan is my wife!"

"Ugh……"

Wu Ma really didn't know what to say.

Knowing that He Jingyuan was very busy there, Mama Wu didn't say anything to him, but talked about Ruan Xiya's recent situation, and heard He Jingyuan babbled on a lot of precautions for taking care of Ruan Xiya, so Mama Wu hung up the phone.

When she went out from the kitchen, Ruan Xiya had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

Looking at Ruan Xiya who was curled up on the sofa with distress, Mama Wu walked over lightly, took the book from her hand, and helped her cover the blanket on her body, and then returned to the kitchen with the cold honey water .

When Ruan Xiya woke up again, it was completely dark.

The dinner was just ready, she ate it with a lack of interest, and went back to her room to sleep in a daze.