Chapter 132 The traditional wedding night

When Ruan Liuzheng and Xie Qingcen walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau again, the sun was already setting.

Ruan Liuzheng looked at the freshly issued marriage certificate in her hand, a trace of astonishment flashed across her cold eyes.

She was actually married again.

It was less than a month since the end of her last marriage, and it was still hard to believe when she thought about it now.

However... Ruan Liuzheng gently raised her eyes, and looked at Xie Qingcen beside her with a slightly deep look in her eyes, and a faint arc appeared at the corners of her light pink lips.

Xie Qingcen glanced sideways, and his dark black eyes looked at Ruan Liuzheng quietly, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He opened his lips and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Liuzheng shook her head. She put away the marriage certificate in her hand, and there was a slight depth between her beautiful eyebrows. She pursed her lips and said, "Nothing. Xie Qingcen, let me take you to a place."

Ruan Liuzheng's tone was calm, and her eyes looked ahead lightly, but her pupils were not focused.

I don't know what he was thinking.

Xie Qingcen's expression paused.

He frowned slightly, his handsome features took on a serious expression, and he nodded, saying, "Yeah."

...

Ruan Liuzheng brought Xie Qingcen to the Nanshan Cemetery. She took Xie Qingcen to the tombstone belonging to the Ruan family with ease.

Looking at the familiar name on the tombstone, Ruan Liuzheng's mood couldn't help but become a little heavier.

She slowly squatted down, ignoring the cold air, and reached out to clean up the fallen leaves and debris in front of the tombstone bit by bit.

Xie Qingcen stood quietly behind Ruan Liuzheng, his dark eyes fixed on her, his thin lips slightly straightened, his expression involuntarily revealing a hint of seriousness and dignity.

After an unknown amount of time, Ruan Liuzheng straightened up, took two steps back, and stood at the same level as Xie Qingcen. She took a deep breath, and the corners of her lips slowly raised a hint of joy.

There was a faint light of water in her cold eyes.

"Grandpa, Mom, I'm here today because I have something happy to tell you."

Ruan Liuzheng paused, her back straightened. She raised her hand and took Xie Qingcen's arm, introducing herself with a slightly solemn expression, "I'm married. This is my husband, Xie Qingcen."

As she finished speaking, Xie Qingcen, who was standing beside her, took two steps forward. His facial features were soft, and his eyebrows were deep and serious. "Hello, Grandpa, Mom, I'm Liuzheng's husband, Xie Qingcen."

"I will care for and love Liuzheng as much as you do in the future, so please rest assured and leave Liuzheng to me. I will never let Liuzheng suffer any injustice."

Xie Qingcen squeezed Ruan Liuzheng's hand tightly, his eyebrows flickering, and a gentle smile played at the corners of his thin lips.

A faint light shone in his dark eyes.

He spoke each word with unwavering sincerity, his eyes etched with uncanny seriousness. "So please trust me with her. The treasure you hold so dear will only be cherished even more in my hands."

Ruan Liuzheng stared blankly at Xie Qingcen before her. She felt the warmth of his palm, her eyelids fluttering uncontrollably.

Like the flutter of a butterfly's wings, graceful and captivating.

Following Xie Qingcen's strength, she grasped his palm with her backhand, a hint of delight playing on the corners of her pale pink lips.

Just as their fingers clasped, a gentle breeze suddenly blew from the cemetery.

Unlike the coldness of other times, it felt gentle against their faces, like

a response from a deceased loved one.

...

As night fell, Xie Qingcen, as expected, entered Ruan Liuzheng's apartment, carrying his luggage.

In front of Ruan Liuzheng, he opened the small black suitcase he had brought with him and slowly pulled out suits and casual wear,

even some intimate apparel.

His face was serious, and there was not a trace of embarrassment or embarrassment in his dark eyes. He

looked unusually serious and earnest.

However, when Ruan Liuzheng saw the clothes in his hands, her fair jade-like cheeks couldn't help but turn a faint plum pink.

She pursed her lips slightly, and her cold eyes hardly dared to look directly at Xie Qingcen, her eyes full of regret and evasion.

The two were already married, and if they really kept living apart, it would indeed be a bit unreasonable.

And it would be too unfair to Xie Qingcen.

The original purpose of the marriage was to profit for her, and she took advantage of Xie Qingcen. Now, no matter what, she had no right to make any demands on Xie Qingcen.

Moreover, although the time they had actually been together was very short, it had to be said that Ruan Liuzheng didn't have much resistance to Xie Qingcen in her heart.

She should be willing to be with Xie Qingcen.

But unexpectedly...

Ruan Liuzheng frowned slightly, and a deep helplessness flashed across her cold eyes.

She looked up at Xie Qingcen. "Your actions are a bit too obvious."

"Even if you hadn't done that, I wouldn't have stopped you. Getting married is already unfair to you, so I never considered restricting you. Besides, I said from the beginning that I would treat this marriage seriously and would never let you down."

Xie Qingcen's thin lips curled slightly at these words.

He slowly placed the last piece of clothing into Ruan Liuzheng's closet, his delicate eyebrows raised slightly. "I'm just sorting clothes. You said you'd treat this marriage well, so what's wrong with me moving in?"

"Liuzheng, traditionally, tonight should be our wedding night."

Xie Qingcen smiled, his dark eyes brimming with a sense of aggression that brooked no argument.

He looked Ruan Liuzheng up and down, his gaze slightly profound.

He made no secret of his desire for her and his purpose for tonight.

Ruan Liuzheng was slightly startled.

For some reason, although her clothes were intact, she felt as if she could not hide from Xie Qingcen's gaze.

She felt a little ashamed for no reason.

But they are now husband and wife!

Ruan Liuzheng pursed her lips, her cold almond eyes moved slightly, and then she seemed to remember something.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corners of her light crimson lips, and her eyes were a little meaningful.

She opened her mouth and said, "Logically speaking, this should indeed be our wedding night, but... Xie Qingcen, have you forgotten what you just promised Chengcheng?"

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