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

Xiyu asked, but before Ruan Peichen could answer, she panicked.

West Elm lowered his head, avoiding Ruan Peichen's gaze, then reached out and pulled Ruan Peichen's clothes, signaling to leave here quickly.

Ruan Peichen's eyes paused, and suddenly a deep and cold feeling fell on the top of Xiyu's head for a moment, then he reached out and lifted Xiyu's face, and said with a smile: "What if I say yes?"

This time West Elm was completely dumb.

Is Ruan Peichen answering his abnormality these days?
West Elm's heart was beating like it did when he first met Ruan Peichen, beating wildly, unbelievably fast.

She suddenly felt that it was extremely difficult to open her mouth to speak, as if those words were as heavy as a thousand catties, and she couldn't bear it.

With trembling lips, West Elm clenched his clothes tightly, and then asked, "Why? Why are you listening..."

Ruan Peichen seemed to have already noticed why Xielm asked such a question, but he didn't answer, but bowed his head and kissed Xielm fiercely.

After a long time, Ruan Peichen let go of West Elm and said, "Don't you understand? Why on earth did I treat you like this these days... Could it be that you prefer the state of my indifference and dislike of you before?"

of course not!

West Elm was screaming in his heart, but his face was calm.

"But, you like Dongsang, you have reason to hate mine..."

Ruan Peichen sneered in his heart, with a provocative smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Xiyu, "Nie Xiyu, have you heard a word?"

"For the vast majority of men, it is an uncontrollable objective fact to love the new and dislike the old. A man's love slowly shifts from the physical love to the spiritual... If you insist on marrying me, we do it for granted every night. , such an intimate thing, didn't you think I would fall in love with you?"

"Transfer your love for Dongsang to me?"

West Elm gritted his teeth and asked, even his own voice was trembling!

"No, I just like you a little bit, not to transfer my liking to you..."

Ruan Peichen said, then suddenly lowered his head, pressed against Xiyu, and said, "Nie Xiyu, you don't have to pretend, I know...you like me, right? It's not that scary to like your brother-in-law."

West Elm's mind went blank, and he couldn't even stand on his feet!
Ruan Peichen's mouth opened and closed in front of her eyes, but she couldn't hear a word, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiyu pushed Ruan Peichen away and ran out of the toilet in a daze.

Ruan Peichen stood behind Xiyu and watched, bowed his head and smiled, his eyes mocking.

Ruan Peichen quickly caught up with Xiyu, grabbed her and said, "I know you may not be able to accept it for a while, but now is not the time for you to digest this matter, first find a way to find the dean."

At this time, there was no master, so she nodded in response to what Ruan Peichen said.

"Shouldn't you look at Xiaopang first? He was crying just now."

"The child is fine, there are six or seven other children eating on the first floor, and these people did not harm the child...but the dean may..."

Ruan Peichen didn't continue, but the solemn look on his face said everything.

West Elm no longer hesitated, tried to calm himself down, shifted his attention from Ruan Peichen to the dean, then followed Ruan Peichen secretly up to the third floor, avoiding being seen by the door of Xiaopang's bedroom, and then from the third floor left The side stairs went down to the second floor and slipped directly to the door of the dean's office.