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

Hearing Yun Bilu’s words, Huang Yize replied as if he was coaxing a child. He nodded and said, “Okay.”

As if thinking of something, Yun Bilu raised her head and asked, “Who was the strongest in the opponent’s team today?”

“Why are you concerned about them?”

“I’m not. I thought that that person was pretty strong as well. On the spectator stand, my ears were almost blown off by the screams of girls saying he was their Prince Charming or something…” Yun Bilu did not think much and simply asked out of curiosity.

However, in Huang Yize’s ears, it meant something else. His expression chilled several degrees, and his lips thinned.

“Huang Yize, do you know something? Eh? Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Huang Yize stood up and said plainly, “Do you also think that he’s Prince Charming?”

“I don’t think anything about him, but he’s definitely not as strong as you. You’re mine, after all.”

That statement seemed to soften Huang Yize’s expression a lot. He had yet to change into fresh clothes, and at that moment, he was planning to bring Yun Bilu back to the villa for dinner.

So he had to change out of his sweaty jersey.

Yun Bilu was stunned as she looked at Huang Yize, who was changing in front of her. When her eyes landed on his perfectly sculpted body, her eyes widened as she swallowed hard.

His beauty was too alluring. She really couldn’t help but want to hug and feel that perfectly sculpted body of his.

Her hand suddenly felt so itchy.

When Huang Yize was done changing, he turned back to see Yun Bilu’s eyes, which were shining in fascination. He had no idea whether he should laugh or cry at this. He went up to tap her on the head and said, “Let’s go back to the villa to eat.”

“Ohh!” In a trance, Yun Bilu nodded her head. Her heart still felt like it was craving for more. He was her demigod, and she was still thinking about his perfectly sculpted body.

In the car, Yun Bilu received a phone call from her elder sister—it was about her Elder Sister Yaoyao.

“What, Elder Sister? Xirong Ziye went to Ning An City?” Yun Bilu exclaimed in shock.

“Yes, he came to find us to ask about Yaoyao, but we told him that Yaoyao was not in Ning An City and did not reveal anything else.”

Hearing her sister’s words, Yun Bilu patted her chest in relief. “It’s good that you didn’t tell him. He kept hurting Elder Sister Yaoyao. Unforgivable.”

Yun Bixue could hear the hatred in Yun Bilu’s voice, so she asked, “What happened between him and Yaoyao?”

“Elder Sister, since you already know about it, I won’t bother hiding it from you. Can you imagine? For him, Elder Sister Yaoyao cried all day and had sleepless nights. Elder Sister loved him for many years, but he abandoned her to marry another woman. Although I don’t know much about relationships, I could see the despair in Elder Sister Yaoyao. I think, if we weren’t here, there’s a high chance that she might have done something silly…”

Hearing Yun Bilu describe it that way, Yun Bixue froze, turning pale as her grip tightened on her phone. Even after a long while, she didn’t know how to reply.

Her heart was aching so badly for Yaoyao.

Unknowingly, a tear slid down her cheeks. Why did both of them have to get hurt? She once experienced that sort of despair, which pushed her towards doing something silly as well.

Could it be that Yaoyao was hurt that badly as well?

They chatted about other things, and Yun Bixue replied absentmindedly. When she hung up the phone, she sat in a daze on the sofa.

All the pain she felt in the past came rushing up alongside with the sympathy and heart ache she felt for Yaoyao.

When Xie Limo entered to see Yun Bixue’s clouded gaze, he thought he looked incredibly fragile yet stubborn. His heart went weak as it clenched painfully tight.