Tangling with the Western Commander-Chapter 812 - 809

Chapter 812 -809

But honestly, the more he acted like that, the more she wanted to tease him.

She couldn’t handle his sister, but what was a mere high school student like him capable of? Yet he dared to treat her this way? 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Ruan Yiyi and her blind date sat down not far from their spot, and with just a glance, she could see him.

Wen Xian couldn’t help but shot her a few sanitizer balls and then decided to ignore her.

Li Zaijun had a goal in mind, so after they finished eating, the two of them

went to find a place to take pictures.

Wen Yu was very cooperative—after all, he wasn’t showing his face; he was just helping out.

After they left, only Wen Xian was left sitting there on her own. Watching Yiyi now alone, she unconsciously seemed to come up with another idea.

Her gaze kept drifting to Yiyi’s spot, and whatever Mr. Han was saying to her, she responded absently, half-heartedly, until Mr. Han was completely exasperated.

Following her gaze to what was behind him, he saw the pregnant woman sitting there, leisurely enjoying her dessert.

“It’s just her left now, do you want to go over and check on her?”

He asked tentatively.

“Okay.”

As soon as he said that, Ruan Yiyi got up without hesitation.

Mr. Han: “…”

He fell into a period of self-doubt and contemplation.

Her actions made him deeply question his own allure. If it had been a gentleman sitting there, he could have understood, but it was a woman—and a pregnant one at that…!

What was the situation?

Ruan Yiyi didn’t care about what he was thinking; she gracefully walked over holding a glass of red wine.

However, as she approached this time, she caught a glimpse of several people appearing in the corner and heading in their direction.

Wen Xian raised her hand slightly as a signal, casting a glance their way, and they stopped in their tracks before blending into the shadows.

Ruan Yiyi saw all this from the corner of her eye: “…”

Clearly, she knew that even though she seemed to be alone, there were others protecting her.

With that realization, she felt more at ease; Lu Xiao was reliable after all.

After all, she didn’t want the kind of incident caused by her illegitimate younger brother to happen again.

She sat down in front of Wen Xian, and the two of them didn’t speak, just looked at each other.

Wen Xian’s expression was indifferent as she glanced at her fiancé and teased with the hint of a smile, “With such a handsome young man sitting in front of you, you remain indifferent, yet you run over here. Why?”

Ruan Yiyi smiled, resting her chin on her hand and looking at her seriously, “Isn’t it because I find you more appealing to the eye?”

Wen Xian: “…”

She rolled her eyes at her: “Boring.”

Here she goes again—maybe she should be more resolute in her attitude toward her.

As dusk fell, the elegant and melodious piano played, and dancers began to glide across the dance floor.

Both dancers were foreigners; the young man was dressed in slacks and a white shirt, looking exceptionally tall and straight, while the woman wore a long skirt with a slit, passionate and unrestrained.

Ruan Yiyi’s eyes followed them, admiring the scene, and as she watched the blond, blue-eyed young man swaying his hips, she couldn’t help but click her tongue and said:

“What a nice waist.”

Wen Xian appeared unmoved, sipping her tea with a slight squint in her eyes: “What’s so good about swaying side to side? I prefer to see a front and back sway.”

With that remark, Ruan Yiyi: “…?”

A front and back sway?

She blinked her eyes, looking at her innocently, “How would you like to see that?”

Can’t Lu Xiao handle her anymore?