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

Chapter 284 Who Kissed the Rose on Your Waist (17)

West Elm had stretched out his hand to cover his waist.

She looked up at Zhao Wangxiang. Because she was very sensitive to the scar on her waist, she looked at Zhao Wangxiang suspiciously. She didn't understand why Zhao Wangxiang asked this.

It seems normal for ordinary people to have tattoos, right?

Ruan Peichen was still here, Xiyu didn't want to mention the injury on his waist, so he said: "I accidentally scratched it before, and it left an ugly scar, so I got two flower tattoos."

Zhao Wangxiang raised his eyebrows, smiled and did not continue to say anything.

But West Elm felt that Ruan Peichen seemed to look down at his waist.

On the opposite side, Nei Xiuer also looked at Xielm's waist, his eyes full of doubts.

He didn't know anything about the tattoo on West Elm's waist, but when Zhao Wangxiang asked about West Elm just now, West Elm looked a little nervous, as if he wanted to avoid this topic.

Ni Xiuer wondered if these two roses had any special meaning.

Most of the dinner time has passed, and now West Elm doesn't have to accompany Ruan Peichen to greet those guests, and he was a little dizzy, so he said to Ruan Peichen, "I want to go back to my room and have a rest, can I?"

Ruan Peichen personally sent Xiyu back to the room, and came out of the room to go downstairs. When he was about to go down the stairs, he bumped into Ne Xiuer who was waiting in the shadows beside him.

Ruan Peichen put one hand in his pocket and the other on the handrail of the stairs. He slowed down and walked up to Ne Xiuer.

"It's busy downstairs, if you don't stay downstairs, who are you waiting for here?"

Ruan Peichen's tone was as usual, but with a hint of chill.

Nie Xiuer looked up at Ruan Peichen, his eyes gliding over his facial features, his heart seemed to be covered with a layer of black gauze, and it was extremely stuffy.

Lowering his head and twitching the corner of his mouth, Nie Xiuer said to Ruan Peichen, "I want to talk to you alone about West Elm and the Nie family."

Surprise flashed in Ruan Peichen's eyes. He looked at Nie Xiuer coldly for two seconds, and nodded after seeing Nie Xiuer's serious expression, neither humble nor overbearing.

After glancing at the people coming and going downstairs, Ruan Peichen turned around and went upstairs, throwing a word to Ni Xiuer: "Follow me."

Ni Xiuer followed slowly, and the sound of people and music downstairs gradually disappeared behind him.

Ruan Peichen led Nie Xiuer directly to the balcony on the third floor. The direction of the balcony was facing the wall covered with lily pads in the yard. He could vaguely hear the voices coming from the yard, but in the dark night, , the silence is more pronounced.

The floor lamp was dimly lit, Ruan Peichen walked to the edge of the balcony and stood there, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Nie Xiuer walked slowly to Ruan Peichen and lit a cigarette.

"Ruan Peichen, I know you don't like West Elm, and you also know that I like West Elm, but now that she's married to you, I hope you can treat her well, that woman Nie Xiyu, I like you."

Ruan Peichen narrowed his eyes, looked at the stars far away, and asked, "Didn't Nie Xiyu be your childhood sweetheart? She likes me? I have nothing to do with her."

Nie Xiuer squeezed the cigarette slightly with his fingers. He closed his eyes and let out a puff of smoke, and said, "If Nie Xiyu doesn't like you, it's absolutely wrong to treat you like this. She keeps giving in and backing down, becoming completely unlike herself. Ruan Peichen, Ming people don't speak secretly, I don't believe you can't tell that Nie Xiyu likes you!"

Ruan Peichen sneered, and said coldly: "I know, so what?"

"So, please treat her well. Otherwise, I won't let you go!"

Ruan Peichen turned around and collided with Nei Xiuer's eyes in the darkness. He asked with a sneer, "Are you threatening me?"

Ni Xiuer lowered his eyes: "How could I threaten you, I just hope you treat her well. If you can't like her, then treat her as a guest and don't touch a hair of her!"

Ruan Peichen could clearly feel Nie Xiuer's anger, which made him a little surprised and a little excited, but he was not displeased by being offended.

Because when Nixiuer asked him to talk about this matter, Nixiuer was destined to be the weak side.