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

As Xie Limo listened to Yun Bixue’s words, his hand holding his fork paused. Raising his head, he looked at Yun Bixue. He noticed that her gaze was sincere, clear and so radiant. His heart softened, feeling rather guilty. Leaning over slightly, he reached out and caressed Yun Bixue’s hair. “I’ve overlooked this in the past. In the future, I’ll bring you out frequently, okay?” Thinking back, he had really not brought her out that much.

It seemed as though since the registration of their marriage, he had given her flowers only once. Strictly speaking, he couldn’t qualify as a competent husband too.

The corners of Yun Bixue’s lips turned up. “Sure!” She was a woman. Regardless of her age, she also liked going on dates and spending a romantic time with him. Moreover, she was only in her twenties, and it was precisely the most wonderful age of her life.

She also felt envious whenever she saw other couples strolling along the streets and watching movies.

In the company, a lot of her female colleagues’ significant others would pick them up after work. They would then have dinner together and go shopping. As she watched them from upstairs, anticipation grew in her heart. However, she knew that he was always busy, that’s why she never brought it up. She was understanding towards him.

She told herself that she had already received a lot. She shouldn’t be greedy, nor demand for perfection.

Xie Limo picked up a piece of meat and offered it before Yun Bixue’s mouth. “Try this. How’s the taste?”

Yun Bixue leaned forward and took a bite, feeling sweet inside. After chewing, she shook her head. “You can eat the rest.” She pointed at the remaining meat and looked at Xie Limo.

Xie Limo ate the piece of meat and chewed calmly. He furrowed his exquisite brows. “The taste is pretty delicious. Don’t you like it?”

Yun Bixue lowered her head, her heart swelling with sweetness. In reality, she was testing him if he liked to eat her leftover food.

She always observed proper etiquette when she dined at home and she was never willful. Since it felt like a date tonight, she would indulge herself.

Naturally, Xie Limo didn’t know what Yun Bixue was scheming in her mind. He simply thought that she didn’t like the taste, so he offered her other dishes.

Yun Bixue sat there, enjoying every minute of their date. She said to Xie Limo, “I want to eat that stone pot egg. I don’t want the greens, I only want the egg.”

Xie Limo’s expression shifted. He used a spoon and scooped a portion for Yun Bixue, delivering it to her mouth. After watching her swallow, he said softly, “Next time, when we’re at home, just tell me if you don’t like something. Don’t make yourself suffer.”

Yun Bixue widened her eyes. Noticing the serious and apologetic look in Xie Limo’s gaze, she dared not laugh even though she wanted to. Really! He didn’t understand women at all. She was just playing hard to get and didn’t really hate the greens!

Still and all, how could she say those words?

Xie Limo saw Yun Bixue’s knitted brows and assumed that she didn’t like the food. He gently asked, “Does the food here not suit your palate?”

Yun Bixue shook her head. “I like it as long as you pick it out for me.”

Xie Limo looked at the delighted expression on Yun Bixue’s face and heaved a sigh of relief. “What a kid.” His wife could be satisfied too easily. Sometimes, she was so kind and understanding that it made his heart ache.

His wife had always put herself at a disadvantage for others. She would suppress the deepest thoughts she had in her heart, so he could only try his best to understand her true heart.

After dinner, Xie Limo and Yun Bixue went outside for a walk. They were going to watch a movie later.

The other couples either had their arms hooked around each other or held hands. Yun Bixue took a look at them and raised her head, coincidentally meeting Xie Limo’s gaze. It was a warm and touching moment, and she naturally hooked her arm around Xie Limo’s elbow. Holding onto him, they strolled forward.

Under the street lamps, the two of them walked as they chatted. The curve on Yun Bixue’s lips arched higher and higher. She was already in her twenties and this was the first time she felt that she was on a real date.