Xie Limo felt more and more sorry for his wife. He knew that she must have been through a lot. Patting her head, he didn't speak anymore.
Yun Bixue could still feel his understanding, patience, and tender love towards her, and waves of warmth rippled through her heart. If this had been in the past, she would have been flustered if she met Meng Xinyan and Su Lenghan. She wouldn't be as calm and collected as she was now.
During this confrontation, the deepest parts of her heart were actually in conflict. However, perhaps it was because Xie Limo was by her side, but she'd felt a sense of security...
She didn't know when it began, but she had already started to rely on him. She watched the tender love and indulgence written in Xie Limo's eyes. Such sincerity, she was truly fortunate.
"Limo, let's continue shopping. Let's finish buying everything we need today." She couldn't let others influence her business. She could still differentiate between the more pressing matters at hand now.
Xie Limo smiled affectionately. "Sure."
However, when Xie Limo looked at everyone else in the shop, he appeared somber again. His magnetic aura turned alarmingly cold. "I hope the events of today will not be leaked out."
He'd merely said a few simple and grim words, but his sentence froze the faces of all the sales attendants. They nodded frantically. "Don't worry, Young Master Xie." Facing such a menacing threat, they thoroughly crumbled.
They recalled the series of events that happened to the Jia family—many of them had secretly speculated that it was all because they had gotten into Miss Yun's bad books. With that thought in mind, they shivered and reassured Young Master Xie repeatedly.
Afterward, accompanied by Xie Limo, Yun Bixue bought all the items she needed. Xie Limo elegantly carried the varying sizes of bags as he wandered alongside Yun Bixue. He seemingly did not appear impatient at all.
Many of the ladies and young masters sauntering in the mall looked at the couple with green eyes. The ladies watched how patient her boyfriend was, regularly checking on his girlfriend, and they then looked at their own boyfriends. The contrast was indeed infuriating.
The couple strolled around until noon, when it was almost time for lunch. With the bags in one hand, Xie Limo held Yun Bixue's hand in the other. He kept reminding her frequently, "Beware of the escalator."
Yun Bixue's heart felt fuzzy. Her displeasure from meeting Meng Xinyan had also dissipated under Xie Limo's gentle care.
After exiting the mall, the large screen on the building was coincidentally airing news about the Jia and Shen family.
"Jia Zhenping initiated and accepted an interview, and answered three of the reporters' questions... Mr. Jia personally confirmed that all their actions had been ordered by the Jia family... All the profits from the mining business go to the Shen family..."
After the reporter completed his statement, the screen switched to the scene where Jia Zhenping was being interviewed. Every answer appeared to be factual. The scene on the screen changed again, and it was now airing news on Old Master Shen's hospitalization, as well as how the Shen's family had rejected the interviews.
Yun Bixue watched with relish and her smile gradually widened. She was satisfied with the current situation and was increasingly reassured by the way Yang Mei handled her work.
The results were wonderful. She believed that those people would be too preoccupied with settling these issues, and would not be able to interrupt her efforts in building a good relationship with her mother-in-law.
Moreover, this was merely the beginning for her. By being a part of the plot to murder Limo, the Shen family had already caused her to reach her threshold. She would definitely eradicate the Shen family.
Xie Limo noticed the radiant smile on Yun Bixue's face and his mood brightened up too. "Since you're already out today, you shouldn't fret over other matters. Move everything into the car later. Let's find a place to have lunch."
"Okay." By spending time with her husband, her body would always involuntarily feel more at ease.