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

Yun Bixue knew his challenges and sacrifices, so she was understanding and considerate. She never rushed him, but was constantly waiting for his return. When he finally said that he will come back from his business trip, she felt happy and relieved.

Sometimes, she even had the urge to fly to the capital to look for Xie Limo. She had never felt this way towards Su Lenghan before.

The years that she spent with Su Lenghan were lackluster. She had only been with Xie Limo for half a year, but she couldn’t bear to be apart from him for just a day. Being separated for such a long time, she had to deal with the agony of missing him.

That’s why she understood now that reliance and trust weren’t related to the length of the relationship. There were some people who, even after spending just a day with them, felt as though you’ve spent years with them, while there are others who felt like there’s still a distance even after a long time.

Yun Bixue suddenly thought of something as she pursed her lips and asked, “Mr. Xie, quick, tell me the truth. Are there a lot of beauties in the capital?”

The corners of Xie Limo’s lips instantly curved up. His chest shook as he laughed deeply. “What does my wife think?”

Yun Bixue pouted her lips. He always pushed the question back to her. “I think that there must be a lot of beauties there. I wonder if my husband had indulged in pleasure and forgot about his home.”

“Is my wife jealous? There are numerous beauties in Ning An City too, but I’m content in my wife alone. Besides, your husband only has one heart.”

Yun Bixue had actually intended to make things difficult for Xie Limo. Hearing his replies, she smiled widely in satisfaction.

She had a good night’s rest because she knew that Xie Limo was coming back. In the next few days, Yun Bixue was in a buoyant mood. She was energetic—she chatted and laughed with everyone on the set.

On the other hand, after Su Lenghan had a fight with Meng Xinyan, he was extremely annoyed. Therefore, he went on a business trip overseas, and only came back after a long period of time.

After coming back, he didn’t return home too. Instead, he went straight to his office.

Two rows of women stood at the entrance to welcome him. Su Lenghan’s expression was indifferent as he walked through them.

Zhao Wei, Su Lenghan’s secretary, hurriedly took the bag from Su Lenghan’s hands and followed behind. He heard Su Lenghan instructing him coolly, “Schedule a department meeting. Gather everyone quickly.”

“Yes!”

Li Wenhui stood blankly among the women welcoming him. Looking at his back, she felt so depressed. He didn’t even recognize her, let alone glance at her.

Ever since she took that check and returned, she didn’t even move at all. Her whole head was filled with memories from that night, and of his silhouette. The more she thought, the deeper she fell. She was indeed satisfied with that night, but her heart still felt otherwise. She wanted more of him.

She would frequently pass by the Su family’s villa and the entrance of the Su Family Organization. However, she had never bumped into Su Lenghan again. It was only after she begged Su Lengxian that she learned that Su Lenghan had gone on a business trip.

A few days ago, she heard that the Su Family Organization was hiring ladies to welcome their guests. She came here without a second thought, with the sole purpose of meeting him regularly. Consequently, he would be able to see her again.

She had specially dolled herself up today. It was a pity that he didn’t even see her.

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Meng Xinyan’s stomach had fully grown and her temper was becoming worse.

Mother Su noticed that she was still wearing high heels, but couldn’t even correct her and advise her to wear flats. Mother Su could only serve her calmly. Fortunately, she found a capable confinement nanny who seemed to know everything.

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That day, at the Yun family’s ancestral home, Yang Mei lugged a deck of documents and placed them on Yun Bixue’s desk. “Miss Yun, here are the files that you need. Some of it aren’t very detailed. I believe someone had intentionally concealed it.”

Yun Bixue clenched her grip on the documents. Raising her head, she looked at Yang Mei. “Intentionally concealed it? Chu Fei’er doesn’t have much background information. Who would intentionally conceal her limited information?” With how things played out, Yun Bixue felt that something was even more amiss.

Something was hidden regarding Chu Fei’er.