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

Yun Bilu’s eyes shone radiantly, and the misery she felt in her heart decreased significantly. “Was that really all to it?”

“Do you think I will lie to you?”

Yun Bilu thought about it. That’s true. Although Huang Yize seldom spoke, he detested lying and would never lie to her. Besides, even if he were to say something, he was always indifferent.

“I believe you.”

“That should’ve been the case right from the start. You weren’t being very smart today. Did someone say something to you?” Usually, this girl was quite smart. She was smiling so happily earlier in the morning when she received her present, and he had never seen such a troubling side of her before.

Someone must have said something to her.

While they were talking, a girl was walking towards them. She appeared to be in her early twenties, and despite her youthfulness, she carried herself with a chic air and a sense of maturity. It was a breathtaking sight, like a towering wave created by howling winds.

Yun Bilu had to admit that she was very beautiful.

Upon seeing the both of them, she enthusiastically dashed over and said, “Young Master Huang, is she the girlfriend you were talking about?”

Huang Yize replied, “Yes. She went back to her dorm earlier, that’s why I didn’t get the chance to introduce both of you to each other.”

The girl scrutinized Yun Bilu from top to bottom. “So, this is Young Master Huang’s type. A girl who’s gentle, demure, and pretty. No wonder you like her.”

Yun Bilu was comforted after hearing that statement, but saying that she was demure? She’s not demure. Absolutely not.

Huang Yize chuckled as his chest rumbled.

Yun Bilu knew that he was laughing at her, so she used her fingers to scratch the inside of his palm.

Huang Yize stopped chuckling. “Song Die, my girlfriend’s a little shy. Please don’t be offended by it.”

“It’s alright. I’ll continue with my other interviews. See you around.”

After she left, Yun Bilu raised her flushed face and looked at the girl’s departing figure.

“That woman you were talking about is her. You’re no longer jealous or troubled?”

“I’m not jealous. You’re the jealous one. You drank a whole bottle of it.” In a short while, Yun Bilu’s mood brightened considerably, like how the overcast skies clear up after a rain.

“Now, can you tell me who told you this?”

Yun Bilu bowed her head in embarrassment. “It was Ding Maimai!” It was all her fault for rising to Ding Maimai’s bait. She had a restless and rash character to begin with, and whenever someone provoked her, she tended to get hot-headed easily.

A dark gleam flashed across Huang Yize’s eyes upon hearing Ding Maimai’s name. “You’d trust some random person’s words but not me?”

Yun Bilu leaned closer to Huang Yize and hooked her arm around his, swinging it a little. “It’s not that I don’t trust you. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have bothered finding you in class to ask you about it. I would’ve ignored you instead for a few days!”

Huang Yize pressed down on Yun Bilu’s shoulders. “Yun Bilu, you’ve grown stronger now, huh? You want to wage a cold war and ignore me? Will you be able to stand it?”

“Hey, don’t laugh at me. I just said that off the top of my head. They say that the IQ of people in love usually drops to zero so that might have happened to me, y’know?”

Huang Yize gazed seriously at Yun Bilu, as though he was swallowing her soul. “Bilu, even if you no longer trust anyone, you have to trust me. Do you understand?”

“Why is that so? I still have to trust my elder sister, right?” She pouted as she replied, but she felt sweet inside. She knew what Huang Yize meant. He didn’t speak of sweet nothings, but she understood those words.

He wanted to say, ‘No matter who lied to you, I would never,’ but he changed the way he phrased it. She understood, of course, since she wasn’t stupid.