RMM -Chapter 217 About Xi Yuechen’s

Su Ruo opened the photo album, a displeased look on her face as she glanced at Xi Yuechen.

Xi Yuechen, on the other hand, was momentarily stunned. What was this?

What met his eyes were a few photos full of the neon-glittering nightlife. At first glance, they seemed like ordinary nightclub scenes: a few men holding and embracing others in revelry. But…

Xi Yuechen had exceptionally sharp eyesight and immediately noticed something off. The person lost in the warm intoxication in the photos was clearly him.

He paused, stunned—not only because of the photos themselves but also in surprise that Su Ruo would even have such pictures. He remembered that night vividly, when Bai Xiong and the others had taken him to the Imperial City. But how did a little woman like her end up with these photos?

His initial reaction was surprisingly straightforward. One could say he was honest and open, or perhaps just a little clueless and cold. Caught red-handed by his wife, his reaction was… this calm.

Seeing Xi Yuechen so composed, staring at his phone with an unreadable expression, Su Ruo suddenly felt annoyed. What kind of indifferent attitude was that? Totally improper!

“You’ve seen them all. Commander, do you have anything to say to me now?” Su Ruo handed the phone to Xi Yuechen, raising an eyebrow.

Even with his usual cold detachment, Xi Yuechen understood that “anything to say” meant explaining the photos. He felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. Was this little woman interrogating him?

Looking more closely at the photos, Xi Yuechen’s lips curved into a trace of coldness. His eyes, usually indifferent, now hardened. He hadn’t realized anyone was so concerned about his movements—and had even taken photos to send to Su Ruo.

What was the purpose of this?

Though a bit clueless in matters of romance, Xi Yuechen was not stupid. He immediately understood: the person who sent these photos to Su Ruo likely intended to stir trouble between them.

The chill radiating from him intensified. Su Ruo glanced at his solemn face and snorted. Hmph, I haven’t even said anything yet, and you’re already this angry.

Let it out. No matter how cold you are, it won’t freeze me. Once you’re done venting, you better explain properly why you were so gentle and tender with that other woman.

Indeed, Xi Yuechen was angry. He had never imagined anyone would meddle in their marital affairs. Who would intentionally try to provoke him?

Without thinking, he mentally categorized the person as an opponent—but he didn’t realize this wasn’t an opponent at all. It was simply a complication he had attracted.

The recent kidnapping of Su Ruo had already enraged him. His family was his sacred boundary; no one could touch them. Yet now, more people kept challenging this boundary.

The kidnapping incident hadn’t even passed, and now yet another thing had come up.

“Do you believe me?”

After a long silence, Xi Yuechen put down the phone and turned to Su Ruo, his dark eyes fixed on her, his thin lips opening.

Same tone, same expression—but Su Ruo knew that this was not his usual self. She could feel a storm brewing in those dark eyes.

She instinctively shrank back, feeling guilty and losing all her previous arrogance. Blinking, she said, “No… that’s why I’m asking you…”

When Su Ruo said she didn’t believe him, Xi Yuechen’s tense expression relaxed slightly, though he remained cold. Eyes narrowing, he wondered: Who could it be?

The first suspect to flash through his mind was someone from the Yan Sect—but he immediately dismissed the idea. Impossible.

Not only would it serve them no purpose, they didn’t even have Su Ruo’s number. Only Long Ge had met her; no one else could possibly have contacted her.

Then… who else could it be?

Xi Yuechen’s mind raced. He couldn’t find a suitable suspect. No one seemed to have a reason to do this.

Stirring trouble between him and Su Ruo—what could anyone gain from that? And if it were meant to target him, the method was far too convoluted.

Whoever took the photos must have been present at the scene, and knew his true identity. They would have noticed something amiss seeing him with Yan Sect members. If it were an enemy, why not expose him then, instead of taking photos and sending them to Su Ruo? Risking being discovered, just to send photos—what would they gain? Not worth it at all.

Xi Yuechen realized the person was definitely not from the Yan Sect. They must know him and know Su Ruo—possibly even know her personally, otherwise how would they have her number?

But how were they even there? Were they following him, or was it a chance encounter?

His mind was suddenly filled with questions. He furrowed his brow, deep in thought.

Meanwhile, Su Ruo widened her eyes again, mentally scolding, “#%&*! The guilty one should be you! Why are you acting all righteous? Why am I supposed to feel guilty? And you’re scolding me? Don’t you know who you’re messing with?”

“What are you scolding me for? If anyone should be scolding, it’s me! You’re the one indulging in pleasure, embracing and being embraced!”

Having reasoned that she was in the right, Su Ruo became bold again, accusing Xi Yuechen with a sidelong glance.

Xi Yuechen was thinking about who had taken the photos. Hearing Su Ruo accuse him of reveling in pleasures, he could only fix his gaze sharply on her.

Caught in that gaze, Su Ruo jumped, suddenly feeling guilty. She weakly coughed, “I’m just saying… why were you smiling so tenderly at that woman? You hardly ever smiled like that at me…”

Her voice grew pouty, full of grievance. “I, your legitimate wife, giving you children, hardly ever see you smile like that—but you smile at other women so affectionately… what’s that about?”

Xi Yuechen’s expression froze briefly. Seeing Su Ruo like this, a word flashed through his mind: jealousy.

This little woman… is jealous?

Su Ruo, still feeling wronged, suddenly heard a muffled laugh and was startled. He was laughing?

She lifted her head sharply, eyes wide. “What are you laughing at? Stop laughing!”

She hadn’t asked him to laugh! That smile was mocking, not tender like in the photos.

Xi Yuechen watched her bristle like a frightened kitten. Seeing her bright eyes full of displeasure, he knew if he laughed any longer, she would definitely stomp her feet. So he suppressed the smile, adjusted his expression, though a slight curve remained at the corner of his mouth.

He found this Su Ruo incredibly cute. At the same time, her behavior gave him a strong sense of being cared for—not a feeling of restraint, but pleasure.

He stopped worrying about who sent the photos. Xi Yuechen focused entirely on dealing with the sulking little wife before him.

“That night was due to circumstances. I don’t know that woman,” Xi Yuechen said, a smile in his eyes. It seemed like an explanation.

Su Ruo was still not entirely satisfied. She knew Xi Yuechen would never actually cheat. Looking closely at the woman in the photos, there were hints: although they looked intimate, there was some distance between them, and the woman’s movements seemed awkward, stiff.

Initially, she hadn’t noticed, but over time, she occasionally revisited these photos. Observing them carefully, she gradually saw something was off, which reassured her. This wasn’t intimacy—it was acting!

Thus, Su Ruo became more certain that the photos were misleading. Looking at the people around Xi Yuechen, they were either shady or vicious, much like Long Ge—definitely not good company. How could Xi Yuechen, by his nature disdainful of such people, mix with them in a drunken revel?

Calming down, Su Ruo grew wiser. The photos weren’t fake, but the scenes were contrived.

Since she chose to trust Xi Yuechen, she tried to remain calm, assuming he was on some special mission that required such a scene.

But what mission required laughing and chatting so closely with another woman? Her heart still felt uneasy.

Being her usual tsundere self, Su Ruo deliberately wanted to make Xi Yuechen squirm, ensuring he knew she had a temper. In the future, whether on missions or social events, besides her, other women must keep their distance.

At this moment, Su Ruo wasn’t fully satisfied, raising an eyebrow and snorting, “Is that all? Aren’t you going to explain in detail? Like, what were you saying to that woman? What happened afterward? Do you still contact her? Did she fancy you? And… why were you smiling so tenderly?”

Xi Yuechen, unfazed by her questions, calmly stared at her for a while, then shook his head with a smile. “Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Only that one time. It’s over now.”

He didn’t explain why he had been there or acted that way. Some things are past—let them stay past. No need to go back to D Province.

“That’s it?” Su Ruo was shocked. Unbelievable. At least a sorry or a promise! But now… nothing, just calm and indifferent?

Too much!