The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

This was the second time He Yi heard that Jiang Ruoyue said that he had treated her badly, and He Yi's eyebrows twitched, feeling that he was in danger. She must have truly felt that she was not good enough for her when she said that.

This is not a good sign, he must pay attention to it.

"Do you really think I treat you badly?"

He Yi suddenly became very serious, and asked questions calmly.

Jiang Ruoyue was affected by his state, curled up with her hands involuntarily, and asked back.

"What do you think?"

When the gun was aimed at her, he stood up without hesitation and blocked the gun for her.

She was forced to serve Hell One, which was not good to look at.

He is still so handsome, handsome, and rich in money, he doesn't dislike her at all, he always encourages her to get better, and he has done all the feeding and feeding.

Every time he got close to her, he risked his life.

If this is not good for her, there is probably no man in this world who is willing to pay for her like this.

Even her biological father would not be willing to do this for her.

But the words had already been spoken, and she didn't want to slap herself in the face, so she licked her pale pink lips and looked into his waiting eyes.

"Sometimes you are very nice to me. Sometimes, you don't trust me very much. If you look at me with that distrustful look, I will be very hurt, just like being stabbed."

After Jiang Ruoyue finished speaking, she went upstairs, feeling a little guilty.

Are you pursuing perfection too much?

Husband and wife live together, there must be bumps and bumps, isn't she a little too much.

He Yi couldn't be entirely blamed for what happened this time. Originally, he was very excited when he saw He Zhentian's accident. Among the three, she was the only one who was fine. There was a word Jiang on the ground, and the three major doubts all pointed to her. It was also very difficult for people not to suspect her.

If she and He Yi changed their identities, it would be difficult for her not to suspect that it was He Yi.

Jiang Ruoyue went upstairs and closed the door.

He Yi also started to reflect on himself, otherwise this little ancestor would run away one day, and he wouldn't be as crazy as last time.

……

Sirius Villa.

It was late at night, and He Hua hadn't slept yet, half lying on the dark blue sofa in the hall.

The big headlight was turned off, leaving only a small lamp, casting some not-so-bright white light.

Uncle Yang woke up in the middle of his sleep and found a faint light outside the room. He thought it was a thief, so he quickly got up to check.

It's not a thief, it's my young master who hasn't slept yet.

When he arrived at the hall, he saw He Hua's slender figure lying on the sofa, his delicate face was full of thoughts.

There are two cigarette butts in the crystal ashtray on the coffee table.

Uncle Yang glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was two o'clock in the morning, and he said concerned.

"Master, it's already midnight, why don't you go to sleep? It's late at night, and it's easy to catch cold."

He Hua looked sideways, "I'm insomnia, Uncle Yang, don't worry about me."

"The young master has something on his mind. Can you tell me? Maybe it will make you feel better if you tell me."

He Hua raised his palm and pressed the back of his plump head: "Please pour me a glass of ice water."

Uncle Yang turned around and poured water for him.

With this glass of water, Yang Shuguang felt his palms were freezing even when he was holding the smooth glass.

He Hua took it, but didn't feel it at all, soaked in ice water, took a sip, and the indifferent smell of smoke in his mouth dissipated a lot.

"The young master is thinking about the second young lady?" Yang Shu asked boldly.

He Hua looked over immediately, Uncle Yang was nervous for a moment, and clasped his hands.

"Sorry, I was too talkative."

On that day, Jiang Ruoyue came to the Sirius Villa and knelt down here to save her grandmother. Although the young master never showed up, he could tell that something was wrong with the young master that night.

Jiang Ruoyue knelt here all night, and the young master also stayed up all night in the room.

This time, when the young master came back from Nan County, he plunged into the medical laboratory that he had sealed off a long time ago, and made many phone calls to his friends to discuss it.

In conversations, the most common word is germs.

Yesterday, he heard that the Second Young Master also came back from Nan County, and that the Second Young Master's wife took Hell No. [-] and was riddled with germs.

It dawned on him.

The young master came back in a hurry and spent all his sleep and food in the laboratory in order to help the second young lady treat him.

Tonight, the assistant also came over.

Uncle Yang heard that the assistant had been persuading the young master not to agree to Mike's conditions, saying that it was not worth doing for Jiang Ruoyue, not worth it at all.

At this moment, Uncle Yang thought he was talking too much, and He Hua would definitely be angry.

However, no, there was a slight smile on his lips, more like self-mockery.

"Uncle Yang saw it too?"

As expected, I was right.

Uncle Yang feels that such a young master is quite distressing.

"The second young lady and the second young master are done. As long as the young master is willing, there are many excellent girls who can choose."

The person on the sofa picked up the dragon-shaped lighter on the side and lit it with a click, emitting a faint blue flame.

He said coldly.

"Uncle Yang, I'm a narrow-minded person, I can only pretend to be the first person who catches the eye."

Uncle Yang didn't dare to say anything more, and retreated silently.

But I was very worried in my heart. The assistant said that the young master must not agree to the condition. What is the condition?Let the assistant rush.