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

Xie Limo gently embraced Yun Bixue and looked at her lovingly. He caressed her head before saying, “Of course. My wife said she misses me, so how could I refuse?”

“We were about to have our lunch, but we were disturbed by someone. Anyway, I know that you’re coming, so I’m sure everything will be alright.”

Xie Limo nodded his head and then shot a glare at An Yexuan. His expression remained indifferent, but his entire form exuded an oppressive aura.

An Yexuan felt a strong force pressing down on him. It was only a single glance, and yet he had to gather all his strength and will just to stand up against it.

The man standing beside Yun Bixue should be Xie Limo. The two of them were affectionate to each other, but he knew that they did not have a wedding ceremony.

Xie Limo patted Yun Bixue on her back and gently spoke, “Don’t worry. With me here, no one will dare to disturb you.”

Yun Bixue had, of course, told Miao Zifu about her life now, so when the latter personally saw that Yun Bixue had someone who cared and doted on her, she felt genuinely happy for her.

Yun Bixue was a great person who deserved to be protected and loved. This also made her believe that when people remained kind and true to themselves, they can achieve happiness.

Xie Limo looked at Miao Zifu and Zhou Zinan before passing his business card to them. “If you need anything, feel free to call me. If you want to eat somewhere else, I’ll treat you both to a meal.”

The two siblings insisted on letting the couple leave first so that they could catch up with each other.

Seeing how persistent Miao Zifu was, Yun Bixue knew that their lunch would not be peaceful and quiet anymore, so she promised to treat them to dinner with Xie Limo later.

When Xie Limo left the place with an arm around Yun Bixue’s shoulder, An Yexuan never dropped his gaze from the both of them. His expression was stiff as he stood straight.

Miao Zifu went up to him. She felt waves of turmoil rippling through her heart, but she forced them down, and they never surfaced again.

She composed herself before saying, “An Yexuan, if you continue to doubt Yun Bixue, I believe you will come to regret it in the future.”

Looking at Miao Zifu up close, it seemed like time had turned back and they were once again back in their university days. She used to dress plainly and practically like this back then.

“Miao Zifu, didn’t you use to hate her? Didn’t you always talk about how bad she was? You even said she did a lot of things to hurt Fei’er. Are you on her side now just because she helped you?”

Miao Zifu’s lips tilted up into a self-mocking smile as a guilty glint flashed across her eyes. She sighed and said, “I was too stupid that I let myself be used by others for money. I’m speaking up for myself, not for Yun Bixue. An Yexuan, you know me and my character. I’m pretty straightforward with my friends, so here’s a word of advice. You can suspect anyone but Yun Bixue. One day, you will realize that the Chu Fei’er you love might not be the Chu Fei’er in your eyes.”

Hearing Miao Zifu’s words, An Yexuan calmed down. His frustration was tangled with the memories of his early university days, and it so happened that they were the most beautiful and memorable. Furthermore, it was Yun Bixue, not Chu Fei’er, that made those memories truly memorable.

After saying this, Miao Zifu left with her younger brother, leaving An Yexuan to contemplate alone.

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After Yun Bixue and Xie Limo left University T, Xie Limo drove her to another place. He was going to show Yun Bixue the possible venues for their wedding ceremony, and of course, he would let his wife choose and have the final say.