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

Xie Limo seemed completely unaware that her nails had dug through his skin. He allowed Yun Bixue to grip onto him like that while he said gently, “Silly, how many times have I told you? There’s no need to thank me. Your grandfather is my grandfather. I’m just glad you don’t blame me for keeping it from you for so long.”

With eyes glistening with tears, Yun Bixue said in a choked voice, “Why would I blame you? If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have learned of Grandfather’s news. I wouldn’t even know Grandfather is still alive. Why would I blame you? If anything, I would blame myself for not protecting Grandfather well and not finding Grandfather…”

Xie Limo drew out Yun Bixue’s hand and held her shoulders. He said in a serious and solemn voice, “Ah Xue, listen to me. Calm down, calm down.”

Yun Bixue nodded vigorously. “I’m staying calm, staying calm.”

Xie Limo lowered his head and kissed her, only releasing her when she was panting for breath.

“Sleep quietly for a while.”

“Where are you going?”

“I need to instruct Xie Liu on some matters. Be good.”

Yun Bixue nodded her head.

Xie Limo helped her lie down and covered her with a blanket. He gazed at her lovingly before heading out of the bedroom.

Yun Bixue clutched his sleeves.

Xie Limo turned back. “What is it now?”

Yun Bixue hesitated before asking, “What did you mean when you said it has something to do with the Wang family from the South? Don’t tell me Wang Qianjin is the one who did this?”

“This is my speculation, but we can’t be sure as of now. Don’t be rash, okay? We shouldn’t alert him prematurely.”

Yun Bixue nodded solemnly. “Limo, don’t worry, I won’t add to your troubles. I’ll pretend I don’t know about this.”

“Okay.”

After Xie Limo left the bedroom, Yun Bixue couldn’t sleep by herself. She was very happy and excited, but at the same time also felt very conflicted. Her emotions were complex, but she knew that the future would be wonderful, that everything would be wonderful.

But at the thought of Wang Qianjin, Yun Bixue’s expression changed. She recalled what had happened when her grandfather got into an accident, when she was in pain and grieving, and didn’t give it much thought.

Come to think of it now. Something felt off during that time.

From the start, when he followed her to Ning An City in a car, he seemed like he was really unaware.

But on the day they paid respects, Wang Qianjin merely showed his presence once before leaving. This did not seem like his style.

When he left in a rush at the time, everything felt off.

The Wangs! Wang Qianjin!

At the thought of all this, Yun Bixue clenched her teeth in bitter hatred. Regardless of whether he had helped or saved her before, simply based on Grandfather’s matter, she hated him with every fiber of her being.

She even wished she could deploy the Yun family’s men of sacrifice to kill Wang Qianjin, to bring Grandfather back right now.

But she couldn’t do it right now. She couldn’t be rash and add to Xie Limo’s troubles. After all, the Xies and the Wangs had an intricate relationship, so her actions could have a domino effect.

One reckless act could cause Northern Xie Southern Wang to bring forward the war.

After Xie Wu and Xie Liu left, Xie Limo returned to the bedroom and saw Yun Bixue still sitting there, so he turned on the light.

He sighed softly. “Didn’t I ask you to lie down and sleep? Why did you sit up again?”

Yun Bixue turned her head towards Xie Limo and replied, “Waiting for you.”

When Xie Limo saw Yun Bixue’s reddened eyes and the way she was tightly clenching her hands, his countenance changed. He pried her hands apart with great force, seeing the red fingernail marks and the blood and broken skin on her palms.

Yun Bixue could feel the chill exuding from Xie Limo’s body. She tried to pull her hands inwards, but he gripped them tightly and didn’t let her do so.