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

“Haha… That Kiddo Xie isn’t bad, he’s not bad at all.” Old Master Yun had noticed that when they ate, Xie Limo would take great care of his granddaughter, while still having an occasional chat with himself. Xie Limo was rather humorous and chatting with him greatly lifted Old Master Yun’s spirits.

As a result, Old Master Yun’s impression of Xie Limo became better and better. He frequently laughed throughout the meal.

Yun Bixue was influenced by her grandfather’s great mood, and she wore a smile on her face the entire time too. From what she could remember, he hadn’t been this happy in a long while.

Sitting at grandfather’s side, granny Ji Qiongxin was too shy to enjoy her meal. Yun Bixue had taken the initiative to carefully put various pieces of food into her bowl, and she sweetly said, “Mother, this one’s tasty. You should have a bit more.”

Ji Qiongxin’s heart was filled with a soft and mellow feeling of warmth. As she looked at her daughter-in-law, everything felt right. She also took great pleasure at hearing Yun Bixue address her as ‘Mother’.

The family was enjoying themselves harmoniously.

Ji Qiongxin said, “Father-in-law, this time the child’s father is absent due to matters at home. Please don’t take offense to it. I will ask him to take some time to visit you once I get back.”

“There’s no rush. I feel relieved after seeing you. Yun Bixue didn’t have her parents when she was young. You could almost say that she and I relied solely on each other to pass our days. She has always been mature for her age—resilient and quick to take care of others, so much so that I felt sad for her. But this is how things have become. During that time, the entire Yun family was busy, and she had to learn how to take care of herself. She’s kind at heart, and everyone likes her. But the Yun family is too complicated. She’s experienced little kinship and suffered much injustice. I knew what she had to endure, but I couldn’t do much for her… But I do know that she really wants a family. She just wants a warm family. But now that she’s found that Kiddo Xie and has such a great mother-in-law in you, I don’t care about anything other than her happiness.” Old Master Yun was happy and thus, began to reminisce about the past.

Xie Limo listened closely while peeling the shell off a prawn, but then his hand halted in mid-motion. Although he had known about her past life, hearing it from Old Master Yun made his chest tighten.

Upon hearing that her daughter-in-law was treated so unjustly, Ji Qiongxin’s gaze grew cold. Those people in the Yun family must be an energetic bunch. She would talk to Limo at the next opportunity to make sure that they suffered the consequences—then nobody could bully her daughter-in-law.

Yun Bixue listened to her grandfather’s laments as tears flashed in her eyes. “Grandfather, I’m doing rather well now. Why are you bringing this up now?”

“Alright, alright. Today’s a happy occasion. I’ll stop talking about these matters of the past. As long as you’re happy in the days ahead, I will be at ease.”

“Grandfather, you must be happy in the days ahead too. We’re all in Ning An City, so we’ll visit you a lot in the future.”

Xie Limo grasped Yun Bixue’s hand gently under the table. His exquisite hand held onto Yun Bixue’s with a fierce warmth, one that could almost melt her heart in an instant.

Yun Bixue turned towards Xie Limo and met his gaze filled with worry and heartache. She gave him a smile—now that she had him by her side, the past didn’t matter to her anymore. A person’s experience was very valuable, and it was something that could aid them in climbing even higher in the future.

It was exactly because she had experienced so much, understood so much, and learned to be strong, that she was able to wait until the moment she met him. Yun Bixue’s eyes were filled with warmth and gratitude.

“Grandfather, I hereby raise a toast to you. I promise that I will treat Yun Bixue well in the future. I’ll keep this promise until the day I die.” Although he wasn’t good at saying such words of promise, he had repeated it twice for her. The first time was when they were about to collect their marriage certificate, and he said that he wouldn’t give his wife a chance to regret it. The second time was now, promising Grandfather that he would treat her well.

He seldom made any promises. But once he did, it would last a lifetime.