A Long Way to Marriage: Ruan Shao's Replacement New Wife

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees danced, and the smell of blood diffused between the lips and teeth of the two.

Xiyu struggled, trying to push away the man in front of him, but Ruan Peichen didn't move, until Xiyu gradually lost his strength and collapsed in Ruan Peichen's arms, Ruan Peichen let go of Xiyu.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood on his lips, Ruan Peichen looked down at the weeping West Elm in his arms, and frowned.

"Nie Xiyu, since you chose this path, you have no right to cry and regret!"

Ruan Peichen felt like a fire was burning in his heart. He wanted to suppress the fire, but he couldn't. Just now he couldn't help but kissed West Elm. The fire in his heart not only didn't go out, but burned even worse.

With gloomy eyes, Ruan Peichen turned around and led Xiyu into the villa.

West Elm lowered his head, looking like a walking corpse. After entering the villa, Ruan Peichen turned on the light, and the light shone glaringly on West Elm's face. Xi Elm couldn't help covering his face with his hands.

Ruan Peichen turned around and saw West Elm's appearance, sneered, and said, "The divorce agreement is on the desk in the study, if you can't stand it, just sign it."

After hearing this, West Elm calmed down.

She put down her hands and went to the bathroom. After washing her face, she went to the kitchen, and then started to prepare dinner as if nothing had happened. Ruan Peichen went upstairs, took a shower, changed and went downstairs. She caught sight of West Elm who was busy in the kitchen.

There was disgust in the eyes that had just suppressed the fire, such a woman did not deserve sympathy at all.

He was crying and shouting just now, but now he is calm as if nothing happened.

West Elm was chopping vegetables, and she could feel someone staring at her behind her. The movement of holding the kitchen knife in her hand was a little slow, and the kitchen knife cut on her index finger.

West Elm gritted his teeth, dropped the kitchen knife, and put his injured finger in his mouth.

Ruan Peichen, who was standing by the door, saw this scene, walked in sullenly and pushed West Elm away, letting her leave the kitchen, then picked up the kitchen knife and cut the remaining half of West Elm's vegetables.

West Elm was surprised to find that Ruan Peichen seemed to have good knife skills.

But the last time Mingming went to his apartment, there was nothing in his apartment except quick-frozen dumplings.

She was very surprised that Ruan Peichen stayed in the villa tonight. She thought he came back to change the clothes that Xiaopang stained, but what she didn't expect was...Ruan Peichen was actually chopping vegetables in the kitchen at this moment.

Ruan Peichen raised his head and caught a glimpse of Xiyu standing numbly in the kitchen, his eyes fell on her fingers in her mouth, and his pupils couldn't help constricting.

"Go get your fingers done."

West Elm came back to his senses, removed his fingers with a slightly hot cheek, and found that Ruan Peichen seemed to really know how to cook, so he left the kitchen.

West Elm went back to her room and took a shower. She was feeding the children in the orphanage just now, and then she was sweating from a fight with Ruan Peichen.

When she went downstairs, she saw that Ruan Peichen had already prepared dinner.

The dishes are fragrant and colorful, and Ruan Peichen has such a good cooking skill.

West Elm had just had a quarrel with Ruan Peichen, and it felt awkward to go down to eat at this time, so it got stuck on the stairs in a dilemma.

After finally waiting for West Elm to make up his mind to go down for dinner, Ruan Peichen's cell phone rang as soon as he reached the restaurant.

West Elm glanced at it and found that the words "Feng Yunya" were displayed on the phone.

West Elm was stunned, Ruan Peichen was in the kitchen, before he came out, West Elm suddenly reached out and picked up Ruan Peichen's cell phone.

As if in a daze, Xi Elm heard a voice in his heart calling her.

"Don't let Ruan Peichen know this call, he will stay and have dinner with you."

West Elm struggled, and slowly moved his fingers to the phone screen...