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

A cold and murderous intent shot out of Yun Bixue’s eyes when she heard the confidence in Wang Qianjin’s words. “Young Master Wang, don’t be too conceited. If you were to die right now, the balance between the Northern Xie and Southern Wang would be disrupted. Can you bear to lose everyone and everything? Besides, don’t you think it’s a pity to die just like that? Don’t you feel that you haven’t enjoyed life fully, Casanova Young Master Wang?”

Yun Bixue’s words were dripping with provocation, causing Wang Qianjin to narrow his intoxicating eyes. He looked coldly at her and continued to smile. “Yun Bixue, you want to kill me, but it’s such a shame that you’re not capable enough.”

Yun Bixue hugged Xie Limo even tighter, and the corners of her lips curled up. “You’ll find out after we have a go. I may not win against you, but I might be able to kill you, Wang Qianjin!”

The corners of Wang Qianjin’s eyes twitched. He drawled, “Oh, you might be able to kill me?”

At this point, Xie Shiyi had just finished checking Xie Limo’s body and found nothing wrong with him. She exchanged glances with Yun Bixue. Their priority right now was to block and distract Wang Qianjin while they wait for the Xie family to arrive.

Yun Bixue looked at the mocking glint in Wang Qianjin’s eyes and said in a determined voice, “Young Master Wang, anything is possible, didn’t you know? Limo means the world to me, and to protect my world, I can definitely kill you!” Right from the start, Yun Bixue had developed a killing intent towards Wang Qianjin.

After listening to Yun Bixue’s words, the look in Wang Qianjin’s eyes changed. He clenched his hands into fists and eyed Xie Limo with envy. Why was someone still protecting him even in this life-and-death situation? He looked at Yun Bixue again and replied, “Everyone says that a married couple would stay together, but not in difficult times. What are you doing now? If you want to die, I can grant you that wish.”

Yun Bixue entrusted Xie Limo to Xie Shiyi, then stood up in front of Xie Limo to shield him. Tilting her head up, she glared at Wang Qianjin. “Only a selfish person would feel that way. I won’t die, and for my husband to survive, I will fight for him with my life. Tell me, who do you think will win?” While saying this, Yun Bixue whipped out two knives from her pockets.

“I see that you’re ready to die. Do you really want to fight me? I suggest that you hand him over to me. I can help you deal with that person and also offer you the position of Young Madam Wang. How about that? The Northern Xie and Southern Wang share the same status and prestige. I can give you whatever Xie Limo can. Also, I’m more skilled than him, and I can guarantee that you’ll enjoy yourself with me.” Wang Qianjin suddenly changed his tune after he realized some things. He wasn’t in a rush to deal Xie Limo anymore. Instead, he wanted to observe how Yun Bixue would respond. This woman had successfully attracted his attention.

His life had been dull and boring until now. Indeed, this sensation he was feeling was pretty exciting.

Yun Bixue was furious. She spat out, “Don’t you dare mock our relationship. Who cares about the position of Young Madam Wang? Nobody wants that position. When he was willing to marry me, right at the start, I’ve already promised to myself that I’ll stick to him for life if he doesn’t abandon me. Don’t you dare try to come in between us.”

The smile on Wang Qianjin’s face slowly disappeared. “Yun Bixue, didn’t you marry him because of the Xie family’s wealth?”

“No. Back then, he helped me, and he was willing to marry me. Now, I like him for who he is. Even if he’s a nobody, I’ll still be his wife!” Her words were loud and clear, and their weight made one’s heart tremble uncontrollably.

Wang Qianjin’s bewitching eyes shuddered, and he pursed his thin lips. After a moment, he said, “Very well, Yun Bixue, I’ll give you a chance. If you can injure me, I’ll let you off today. If you can’t, I’ll go ahead with my plan. You won’t be able to stop his death.” At that moment, Wang Qianjin’s body radiated an overwhelming dominance. He looked ruthless and fierce—he was no longer the happy-go-lucky playboy.