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

When Xie Limo heard this, his body temperature dropped by several degrees. “I don’t need you to tell me that. She’s my wife, so naturally, I treat her well.”

Xie Limo mainly found it awkward, but then, he recalled Yun Bixue had told him this—Wang Qianjin had said something similar.

Xie Limo was a clever person. After some analysis, he had some inkling. “What exactly do you know? Or is there blood ties between you and Yun Bixue?”

Xie Limo couldn’t help but suspect this. Mainly from the start of their conversation, what Wang Qianjin said easily led one to come to this conclusion.

Wang Qianjin’s grip on his phone tightened. He pursed his lips and said, “Xie Limo, I can’t hide anything from you indeed. Although your guess is pretty accurate, I can’t tell you about the details. You only need to know that I won’t hurt Yun Bixue or Old Master Yun.”

Wang Qianjin hadn’t expected that Xie Limo would be able to guess with a mere few sentences. Since he could somewhat guess it, he couldn’t deny it.

Xie Limo didn’t ask further questions. With this reply, he was reassured.

“Okay, I’ll leave Grandfather in your hands, hope you’ll protect him well. As for Yun Bixue, she’s my wife. I would rather hurt myself than hurt her.”

Wang Qianjin replied seriously, “Xie Limo, I believe you, but I cannot guarantee what your Xie family people will do. You, too, can’t guarantee this, so you need to be more cautious.”

“Thanks for your reminder.”

Wang Qianjin knew this was Xie Limo being polite, but this was all he had to say. “Also, if you need the Wang family’s help, feel free to ask.”

“I don’t need it for the time being.” Xie Limo didn’t wish to blow up the matter, so it’s best if the Wang family wasn’t dragged into this.

“Okay, that’s all.”

After hanging up, Wang Qianjin propped his head up with his hand and leaned there lazily, sinking deep into his thoughts.

He smiled slightly, finally able to understand why he wasn’t able to deal with Yun Bixue from the start.

Actually, from the start, he had plenty of chances to kill Yun Bixue, or to use her to threaten Xie Limo.

But he didn’t do that. He didn’t know why then, but come to think of it, it was because they were related by blood. He would always be softhearted, and he couldn’t harm her at all.

Not only did he not kill her, he was constantly thinking of saving her.

Wang Qianjin sighed self-mockingly. He rubbed his brows, feeling somewhat helpless. He can’t change the way things are.

Hence, all his plans had been messed up. Not only would he not threaten Xie Limo, he would help him instead. This was a weird feeling, but it didn’t feel too bad.

One day, Xie Limo would have to address him respectfully.

At this thought, a devilish smile appeared on Wang Qianjin’s lips.

As for Qiao Muwan, he knew it was Chu Fei’er. Ever since he confirmed he had blood relations to Yun Bixue, he had sent people to find Chu Fei’er.

But it was a pity that Qiao Muwan had gone missing. He was one step too late.

Never mind, though. He would continue to find her and keep an eye on her. If Qiao Muwan wished to harm Yun Bixue, she would have to go through him first.

The Wang family had given orders to hunt Qiao Muwan down and capture her alive, determined not to let her off.

…

Meanwhile, Yun Bixue was seated at the entrance of the villa, her head raised as she waited for Xie Limo.

But after waiting for an hour, he had yet to arrive back home. Yun Bixue got anxious.

Looking at the anxious Yun Bixue, Yun Dong urged, “Miss, perhaps he’s held up by something. Don’t worry.”