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

Xirong Ziye’s pinched Bai Yaoyao’s chin. “What did you say? I wouldn’t be upset? You heartless woman.”

Bai Yaoyao lifted her head and gave him a stubborn stare. “Xirong Ziye, tell me, have I really done anything wrong to you since we first met? You said I’m heartless, but you’re the cruel, selfish, and thoughtless one.”

Xirong Ziye grabbed Bai Yaoyao’s shoulders and shook her. “Bai Yaoyao, are you provoking me? Must you make me angry?”

At that point, Bai Yaoyao could clearly see the pain and sadness in his eyes, and she couldn’t bear to look at him any longer. She turned away and bowed her head as she said gently, “Xirong Ziye, let’s stop arguing, okay? I made some snacks for you. Why don’t you go inside and try them?”

Seeing how Bai Yaoyao suddenly turned gentle, Xirong Ziye’s fury dissipated immediately. “Yaoyao, as long as you stay by my side and obey me, I’ll be very nice to you.”

The corners of Bai Yaoyao’s lips twitched as she replied, “But do you love me, Xirong Ziye? Can you dare to look me in the eye and say that you love me?”

Judging from Xirong Ziye’s silence, Bai Yaoyao already knew his answer.

Ahh, she had worked hard for so long, but he still never said that he loved her.

She knew in her heart that she still cared about this man. Perhaps if he did say that he loved her, she would become softhearted and couldn’t bear to leave him. Did status and identity really matter? She wouldn’t give a damn if that were the case. She could forget about everything for this man and for love.

But he couldn’t even say that he loved her. What was the point of staying by his side then? Should she let herself suffer again for such a hopeless pipe dream?

At that moment, Xirong Ziye didn’t realize that his silence and hesitation were the last straw that made her decide to leave.

In the future, when he thought back about this day, he would realize that it was too late to declare his love for her—he could only search madly for her with a broken heart.

After the two of them sat down to eat, Bai Yaoyao gently picked up a piece of snack for him, as though nothing had happened. “Try these. They’re all your favorite flavors. I made extra so you can take them back with you.”

Xirong Ziye knew that she had done a lot of things for him. She used to be the darling of her family as well, but she had learned to do so many things just for him.”

“Does it taste good?”

Xirong Ziye nodded. “It’s delicious.” He couldn’t understand why he only liked the food that she prepared, out of all the scrumptious and luxurious variety in the country.

Later, the two of them talked calmly and peacefully. He accompanied her patiently, and they tended to the plants in the garden.

“I personally planted these. If I were to grow tired one day, could you take care of them for me when you come here?” In reality, every single word Bai Yaoyao said had a deeper meaning. She was implying that she would be entrusting these plants to him after she left.

Naturally, Xirong Ziye couldn’t decipher her words. He nodded and said, “Sure. When you grow tired of them one day, I’ll take care of them for you.”

That night, Bai Yaoyao didn’t order the servants to cook for her. She personally cooked their dinner.

“Ziye, it’s been a long time since I’ve cooked some dishes in the kitchen. Can you be my assistant today?”

Xirong Ziye saw the serene smile on Bai Yaoyao’s face, and his gaze wavered. It had been a long time since he last saw her grinning so widely. That was why, even though he was very reluctant to step into the kitchen, he still nodded in agreement.

Hearing that he had agreed, Bai Yaoyao felt like crying. She knew that Xirong Ziye was reluctant to cook because it would remind him of his difficult days.

She didn’t expect that he would agree to help her in the kitchen.

How wonderful would it be if they were really a normal couple who were in love with each other?