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

Chapter 4286



Chapter 4286: The season of falling snow (47)

Translator: 549690339

However, even though he wanted to know, xiajun Zihao couldn’t bring himself to ask.

After all, he was the one who had been absent for the past five years. He couldn’t even explain why, so how could he ask Yan ‘er?

Xie Yan ‘er was sleeping soundly, and she seemed to have sensed her brother Hao’s aura.

The next morning, when Xie Yan ‘er woke up, she didn’t find xiajun Zihao around her.

She looked at the room. It seemed to be xiajun Zihao’s room.

She had slept here the entire night?

Brother Hao didn’t let her go back?

At this moment, Xie Yan ‘er recalled that last night, she seemed to have fallen asleep in xiajun Zihao’s arms under his comfort.

Her brother Hao had been so charming last night, and his voice had been so gentle and magnetic.

The kind of care she felt was different from what she had felt when she was young.

It was because he didn’t understand it when he was young, but now he was looking at it with emotion.

After she woke up, she washed up, changed her clothes, and went downstairs for breakfast. However, she didn’t see xiajun Zihao.

She asked aunt Lin, and aunt Lin said that he had gone out.

It was not until night time that Xie Yan ‘er saw xiajun Zihao.

She had been listless the entire day, and only regained her spirit when she saw xiajun Zihao.

Before Xie Yan ‘er could say anything, xiajun Zihao passed the cake in his hands to Xie Yan’ er.”This is your favorite thousand-layer mango cake. It’ll be your dessert.”

Xie Yan ‘er’s eyes lit up as she took the cake. She was touched and a little nostalgic.

It turned out that her brother Hao hadn’t forgotten. She did love to eat this when she was young, and she still remembered the taste.

“Big brother Hao, you’re the best.”

Xiajun Zihao heaved a sigh of relief when he saw how touched Xie Yan ‘er was.

Although he was busy outside, he didn’t feel good when he saw her doing her teardrop dotting the whole day.

Now that he saw her bright and beautiful smile, his mood seemed to have brightened up as well.

The two of them seemed to have forgotten all the unhappy things. During dinner, they seemed to have returned to five years ago, talking and laughing.

Of course, most of the time, it was Xie Yan ‘er who spoke, while xiajun Zihao smiled gently and responded from time to time.

In the next two days, neither of them mentioned any sensitive topics, but they were strangely harmonious.

However, after that night, Xie Yan ‘er no longer made a fuss. Instead, she quieted down and returned to her bedroom every night, not bothering xiajun Zihao.

She was actually afraid that if she took a step further, her brother Hao would change again.

Therefore, it was quite good for things to progress in harmony.

Her actions made xiajun Zihao reflect on himself. He was worried about Xie Yan ‘er’s emotions. After all, he couldn’t ignore her weak and lonely look that day.

After making sure that Xie Yan ‘er was fine, xiajun Zihao was finally at ease.

Two days later, it was Wen Qingzhu and Mo Qiuxi’s wedding day. Xie Yan ‘er got up early in the morning and was in a hurry to tidy herself up.

Seeing her like this, xiajun Zihao wanted to find a team to do her makeup.

“I can do it myself,” Xie Yan ‘er said, waving her hand.

Xie Yan ‘er had also learned how to put on makeup from her roommates during her six months in University. She put on a simple and exquisite makeup, but her hair couldn’t be done, so xiajun Zihao tied it up for her.

Xie Yan ‘er sat in front of the mirror and looked at xiajun Zihao’s nimble hands.

She remembered some ancient poems. In the past, in ancient times, there was a special meaning to tying hair!


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