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

The moment Feng Yunya saw Xiyu, her face that was originally happy, her smile disappeared instantly.

With one foot in the door and one foot outside, she looked at West Elm in embarrassment, in a dilemma.

Ruan Peichen looked like a normal person, his slightly cold eyes glanced at Xiyu, then turned to Feng Yunya and said, "Come in."

Feng Yunya smiled at Xiyu, wondering what Ruan Peichen meant, was it because she didn't care about Nie Xiyu's wife at all, so she let her enter the house in front of Nie Xiyu?

And Nie Xiyu was here early in the morning, could it be because she also lives here?
But what Feng Yunya found out was that Nie Xiyu lived in Fanxingwan's villa.

Xiyu's face changed when he saw Feng Yunya, and now that Ruan Peichen was about to let Feng Yunya into the house, the two of them probably needed to have breakfast together.

As Ruan Peichen's undivorced wife, Xiyu felt that if she forced herself to watch these two people being ambiguous, she would probably be unable to control her emotions and insult Feng Yunya and Ruan Peichen, so Abu went back to the living room to pick up her bag.

"Since you have something to do, I'll go first, and we'll talk when you're free."

After Xiyu finished speaking, without looking at Ruan Peichen, she got up and passed Feng Yunya and walked towards the door, but Ruan Peichen suddenly grabbed Xiyu's wrist.

Xiyu's left hand plaster hadn't been removed yet, so she didn't dare to use force, so she stopped and looked at Ruan Peichen with puzzled eyes.

"What are you doing leaving in such a hurry? Since you're here today, you'll settle the matter and leave."

West Elm gritted her teeth and looked at Ruan Peichen, glaring at him with misty eyes tinged with anger, and said with restraint: "Ruan Peichen, don't go too far. Do you think it's appropriate to talk now?"

"Why isn't it suitable? I don't really care, but every day you procrastinate, you procrastinate one more day on raising your heart...you can figure it out."

Ruan Peichen sneered, let go of Xiyu and said to Feng Yunya: "Next time you want to come, just come directly. You don't need to trouble yourself, and you don't need to prepare breakfast."

Feng Yunya heard the conversation between Ruan Peichen and Xiyu. Although she didn't know what the two were going to discuss today, it seemed that Xiyu only came here in the morning.

Moreover, Ruan Peichen still doesn't like this wife very much.

Feng Yunya smiled and took out all the breakfasts from the bag, and placed them on the dining table one by one. The combination of meat and vegetables, harmonious colors, looked very eye-catching, but after a glance at Xiyu, she found that Feng Yunya's breakfasts were the same as The most famous pastries of several time-honored brands in Yuncheng look exactly the same, and they are probably bought directly from the store to make up the number.

But West Elm didn't point out this point, Feng Yunya was willing to show courteousness to Ruan Peichen as long as she offered it, anyway...they were going to get divorced.

Because of what Ruan Peichen said, West Elm finally decided to put up with it and stay, and the matter of raising one's heart really couldn't be dragged on.

Once such a bad thing is dragged on, Yang Xin's reputation will be damaged even more.

Feng Yunya thought that Xielm had left, but she didn't expect to be left like this, and felt a little unhappy in her heart. She looked at Xielm with nothing to hide, which was very unkind.

Ruan Peichen was sitting at the table. He glanced at the breakfast on the table. Although he knew which ones were bought and which ones were made by Feng Yunya, he didn't expose Feng Yunya, but said very cooperatively: "You can go to the hall, and you can go in." In the kitchen, I really found a treasure."