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

If someone else said this, West Elm probably didn't care, thinking that this person might need to see a psychiatrist.

But if the person who said this was Ruan Peichen, then West Elm would believe it.

Ruan Peichen really has the ability to make people get out of Yuncheng.

Maybe someone already knew Ruan Peichen's identity, maybe Ruan Peichen's behavior just now was too intimidating, maybe it was because of Ruan Peichen's coldness and confidence when he said this, those noisy family members finally calmed down.

West Elm was looking at Ruan Peichen in a daze, but Nie Xiuer, who was supported by her to stand up, suddenly spoke, and said to Ruan Peichen with disdain and disgust: "I don't need Ruan to care about my affairs, hypocrisy!"

Xiyu's mind went blank, and she immediately lowered her head and scolded, "Nie Xiuer, shut up! If it wasn't for Ruan Peichen just now, you..."

"Hehe... what's wrong with me, can I still be beaten to death?"

Nie Xiuer looked at Xielm coldly, his eyes mocking and alienated, Xielm lost his voice.

Ruan Peichen also heard what Nie Xiuer said, he sneered, and said: "If you are really capable, then you don't need me to clean up the mess for you... trash!"

Hearing this, Nie Xiuer suddenly raised his head, pushed Xiyu away, raised his fist and went towards Ruan Peichen.

"Nie Xiuer, when will you be more mature!"

Seeing this scene, West Elm's heart was about to explode. At this point, Ni Xiuer couldn't tell the priority. Was it an enemy or a friend?
Ruan Peichen caught a glimpse of Nie Xiuer's movement, curled the corner of his mouth contemptuously, and was about to throw Nie Xiuer once, but he didn't expect that Nie Xiyu, who was standing by the side, would jump directly in front of him. He stood in front of him, and couldn't even block Ne Xiuer's fist.

Ni Xiuer didn't expect this sudden change, so he didn't hold back his fist, he only had time to change direction, and punched Xi Elm's cheek. Fortunately, he only touched Xi Elm's cheek and didn't hit Xi Elm.

"Nie Xiyu!"

"Nie Xiyu!"

Nie Xiuer and Ruan Peichen shouted in unison, and Xiyu, who was sandwiched between the two, gasped and said with a pale face: "Nie Xiuer, I don't know what stimulated you so impulsively today, you even lost your mind But you beat and scolded, now it’s time to calm down, take a look here, do you think it’s plausible?”

West Elm pointed angrily at the mess around him, and the corner of Ni Xiuer's eyes slowly swept away, a look of shock, pain, and remorse flashed through, and finally bowed his head.

A cold sweat broke out on West Elm's back. Just now she subconsciously rushed to block Ne Xiuer's fist, without thinking about the consequences at all.

She wasn't afraid until that fist almost hit her face.

"The police are here, the police are here..."

West Elm's assistant ran over while shouting. Hearing this, West Elm's heart was finally relieved. The police arrived, and the farce at the door of the operating room could finally come to an end temporarily.

West Elm beckoned for the assistant to come over, and said: "Ke Ke, I should talk to the police about the matter later, you go to the chief of the medical dispute handling department and ask them to send someone over to deal with the problem quickly, why did it take so long? , none of them showed up?"

Assistant Gu Keke nodded, and immediately ran to the medical dispute handling department.

West Elm turned to look at Ni Xiuer, whose face was still stained with blood, and said angrily, "Go and clean it up, and disinfect it properly."