Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Hearing Yuan Shuangrui’s words, a glimmer flashed across Han Mubai’s eyes. His lips curved slightly as he poured a glass of wine for her gracefully.

He slowly said, “Shuangrui, both of our families need to agree on a suitable date and settle the marriage matters. If I give you an answer now, it only represents my opinion. It doesn’t represent my family’s opinion. You should know that.”

Hearing Han Mubai’s words, the demure smile on Yuan Shuangrui’s face faded a little. She had always presented herself as a demure and graceful lady, such that no one could find fault with her.

However, her heart was screaming right now and palpitating uneasily. She felt that Han Mubai’s attitude was very ambiguous.

In the past, his attitude had also been ambiguous. He had always held an attitude of handling things as they were. He was always very gentle towards her, and no matter what issues she faced or if she wanted to meet him, he would always take time out of his busy day for her.

He had always given his best to play the role of a dutiful fiancé, but he had never been overly intimate with her either.

She was not worried or scared in the past, but things were different now. She had a time bomb called Qin Huailing, so she had to be worried.

Only when her relationship with Han Mubai was secure would she be able to put her heart at ease.

As long as the Han and Yuan families followed through with the marriage and held a wedding, she would become a part of the Han family. Even if the Yuan family did not want her to be the heir, she would still have power and a place to rely on for support.

As Yuan Shuangrui thought about it, her thoughts changed a few times as she said in a gentle voice, “Mubai, let’s just talk about our personal opinions, okay?”

Han Mubai stared deeply at Yuan Shuangrui, taking her expression in as much as he could. His gaze changed as he said, “Shuangrui, our relationship represents the marriage between the Han family and the Yuan family.”

What Han Mubai meant was that they represented their own family and would not involve personal matters.

To Han Mubai, before the real marriage happened, things could always change. He would not put his personal feelings out so easily. He was a person who was more suited to marry first before investing his personal feelings.

Yuan Shuangrui’s expression paled. She tried her best to control herself, but her hand that was holding on to a wine glass tightened. She had developed feelings for Han Mubai, but she could not tell how Han Mubai felt about her.

Or had he always handled things as it was and had no feelings for her at all?

Yuan Shuangrui had always been a cold-hearted and vicious person. She was the type of person who could resort to underhanded means just to achieve her goals. Every step in her life was carefully calculated according to her plan.

However, she did not include the factor of her falling for Han Mubai and developing a strong sense of possessiveness over him.

She did not want him to be with another woman.

Seeing Han Mubai picking dishes for her gracefully and gently, Yuan Shuangrui was dazed for a moment. She could not see through Han Mubai’s thoughts. He could be so gentle and attentive towards her without revealing a hint of emotion.

“Mubai, you treat me really well. I… We haven’t seen each other for such a long time, and I don’t want that.” After hesitating for a while, Yuan Shuangrui finally found a way to phrase things euphemistically to express her thoughts.Read more chapter on NovelFull

How would Han Mubai not understand the deeper meaning in Yuan Shuangrui’s words? His hand that was picking dishes paused for a moment before he placed his chopsticks down softly and said, “Shuangrui, the time that I spent with you usually is too short. That’s my fault. I will spend more time with you in the future.”

Yuan Shuangrui stared at the pair of eyes that were staring back at her. Those eyes flashed with gentleness, but it was like light and shadow. It felt somewhat surreal.

A kind of emotion roared within her and almost took control over her. It made her unable to articulate a proper response.

She pursed her lips slightly before saying, “Mubai, I know you’re busy and focused on work. Don’t exhaust yourself. I was thinking that if we got married, I could stay by your side so it won’t be so hard on you.”