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

"Xi Elm, you don't need to apologize about my brother, it's not your fault anyway."

After Ruan Peizhi finished speaking, she left without any intention of continuing.

"Young Madam, this way please."

Steward Chen took a panoramic view of everything and reminded West Elm.

West Elm followed Steward Chen to the study, but Steward Chen did not follow after opening the door for West Elm.

West Elm took a deep breath and walked in.

The feeling of the study always tends to be serious and indifferent. When West Elm entered, Ruan Chengtian sat at the table with the calligraphy he had just practiced on the table.

"grandfather."

West Elm yelled softly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Ruan Chengtian was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, and when he heard Xielm's expression, he opened his eyes, glanced at Xielm and said, "Come here, help me grind, will you?"

West Elm nodded, Nie Shangdong also has the habit of practicing calligraphy, and she was also polished by Nie Shangdong when she was a child.

Ruan Chengtian spread the rice paper again, lowered his head to write, and said, "Grandpa hit you before, did you feel angry?"

Xiyu was slightly stunned, and hurriedly said: "No, something happened to Peichen, Grandpa, you are right to be angry."

Ruan Chengtian paused his pen tip, and said: "But it was Nie Xiuer who bumped people, not you. Aren't you angry that I hit people indiscriminately?"

West Elm shook his head: "Don't dare. Although Xiu Er hit someone, but in the final analysis, Xiu Er bumped someone because of me, so it's not wrong for me to be hit by Grandpa."

Ruan Chengtian sighed, put down his pen, took the crutch beside him and leaned on it, and said, "Come with me to the garden for a walk, the Molan you gave me before has grown pretty well recently."

Ruan Peizhi was no longer in the garden, and the servants who pruned the flowers and plants were far away. Butler Chen specially cleaned the garden to let Xiyu and Ruan Chengtian talk.

Ruan Chengtian walked extremely slowly, but every step was extremely steady.

West Elm followed, nervous.

"Grandpa, it's your decision to let Xiuer out, right?"

"Hmm...or do you think Peichen will let your brother go?"

West Elm smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "He... promised me not to pursue Xiu Er, but it must be because Grandpa opened his mouth to let Xiu Er come out so quickly."

Ruan Chengtian stopped at his feet, looked back at West Elm with a little surprise, and said "no wonder".

Xiyu was puzzled, but Ruan Chengtian had already turned his head, and said to himself: "No wonder, Peichen is so easy to talk this time. Let grandpa guess, Peichen promised you not to pursue Xiu Er, it should not be that simple."

Xiyu's eyes darkened slightly, and he said, "I begged him, and he agreed."

"It's more than that? What did Peichen say, that he wants to divorce you?"

That's all Ruan Chengtian could think of. Before, Ruan Peichen and Xiyu were on and off, making a lot of noise, but it was all because of this twisted marriage.

West Elm stopped, then slowly knelt down.

Ruan Chengtian stared at West Elm without saying a word.

Xiyu grabbed her skirt and said word by word: "Grandpa, I will stay by Peichen's side, no matter whether he can stand up or not, I will stay by his side, unless...one day he takes the initiative to speak, Let me go."

A trace of surprise flashed in Ruan Chengtian's cloudy eyes, and then his original expression appeared.

"Is this the condition of Peichen? I heard that something is wrong with Yangxin. Peichen will never help Yangxin anymore. You don't need to stay by his side just for Yangxin."

West Elm's eyes were slightly wet, and his breathing became heavier: "It's not because I want to raise my heart, I stay by his side, but because I want to atone for Xiu Er."

Ruan Chengtian sighed, looked at Xiyu regretfully and said, "Xiyu, you have to understand that if Peichen can't stand up in the future, your life... will be ruined."