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

Hearing Su Lenghan’s words, Yun Bixue tilted her head and looked at her phone in shock, “You know about what happened?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you for not showing up. It would have been awkward if you did.”

“There’s no need to thank me. It was me who have done you wrong in the past. Yun Bixue, you need to love yourself more. Don’t let yourself suffer from such grievances.”

Yun Bixue’s eyebrows twitched as something snapped inside her. She replied plainly, “Su Lenghan, I’m doing well, and Xie Limo treats me well too. You know that I’ve never chased after material things. Besides, what he has done for me has long surpassed all these. Others won’t understand.”

Su Lenghan remained silent for a while before replying, “But it’s a fact that he didn’t give you a marriage ceremony and a ring.”

With a faint smile, Yun Bixue said bluntly, “Su Lenghan, you didn’t give much to me as well. Even though you didn’t give me something to look forward to, I insisted on being together with you. Compared to that, Xie Limo has given me far too much, so I’m very contented. He has his difficulties as well, and as his wife, I’m supposed to provide him with warmth and not be demanding.”

Yun Bixue’s words almost made Su Lenghan lose his grip on his cell phone. His heart trembled because he knew that these were words from Yun Bixue’s heart. She was right—he did too little for her in the past. Yun Bixue was a person who only knew about giving and providing warmth for others.

Xie Limo treated her much better than he did.

When he thought of Meng Xinyan, he couldn’t blame her as well. He was similar to her after all—giving too little and wanting too much.

He sighed. “I’m sorry, I—”

“Su Lenghan, you don’t have to apologize. Really, you don’t have to. Saying it will only make things between us more complicated. I’m doing well compared before, and I’m contented with this.”

Against those words, Su Lenghan didn’t know how to reply. “I wish the best for you. If you need any help, I will do my best to help you.” The moment these words left his mouth, he felt guilty all over again. When she was at her wit’s end asking for his help, he didn’t even offer those six hundred thousand dollars.

At the same time, Yun Bixue thought about the past. Her expression froze as she replied, “I don’t need any help right now. I just hope that Su Family Organization won’t betray my expectations.”

After hanging up the call with Su Lenghan, Yun Bixue laid her head on her office desk and switched off her phone to calm herself.

…

When it was already dark, and Yun Bixue had yet to return home, Xie Limo, who had just prepared dinner, felt a little anxious. He immediately called her cell phone only to realize that it was switched off.

Xie Limo froze. Yun Bixue didn’t usually switch off her phone.

Xie Liu was about to arrange for people to search for her when Xie Limo waved his hand at him. Picking up his coat, he said, “I will look for her personally.”

At that moment, a roaring thunder foreshadowed the incoming rain. A summer day’s rain really came as it pleased.

…

Yun Bixue fell asleep on her office desk. When she woke up, the sky was already dark, and it was raining outside. Groggily, she closed the windows and left the building carrying her bag.

She held her umbrella as she walked. Even though she was walking towards home, she couldn’t help but feel that her heart suddenly felt like it had lost its direction.

At that moment, a luxurious car pulled over beside her. A white-haired old man, who was wearing oriental clothing, got off from the car. He eyed Yun Bixue, giving her a once-over, and said in a displeased voice, “You are Yun Bixue?”