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

Yun Bixue began to arrange everything closely. Although she is completely different now than when she was in college, Chu Feier's mentality is indeed unusual, so she must be fully prepared.

Yun Bixue's expression in the afternoon was condensed and serious, and he was not unsmiling, and everyone in the Xueyue Group could feel the change in Yun Bixue's entire atmosphere.

Because a reporter from Zibei City asked Yun Bixue about whether Xueyue Group is her industry, everyone privately guessed whether Xueyue Group's real BOSS was Yun Bixue.

Everyone just guessed and didn't dare to implement it, but they were also worried that this was the truth, so they became respectful of Yun Bixue. Seeing her look was not good, everyone dared not talk and laughed, and all worked quietly.

After thinking for a long time, Yun Bixue also ordered Yun Dong to let her set out the information about the woman behind Xu Miaodan at the fastest speed. Even if you don't know, you can detect the position of the other party through the signal.

She can now be sure that that person is Chu Feier. Ninety percent should not be wrong.

After arranging everything and making sure that nothing was missing, Yun Bixue exhaled a sigh of relief. When she returned home, she was a little absent-minded and not as happy as she was a while ago.

Xie Limo could naturally see Yun Bixue's bad mood. He stepped forward and hugged Yun Bixue's waist. "I wasn't very happy a few days ago. What's going on today?"

Yun Bixue shook her head. She wanted to laugh at Xie Limo, but she was in a low mood and couldn't laugh. She wanted to tell him the love she had in her heart, and the current atmosphere was not suitable.

Thinking of the photo thing that Chu Feier said, Yun Bixue shook his head fiercely in his heart, and said clearly, to believe her husband's husband, how could someone else make a fuss, she would have to doubt her husband, she would not do that kind of thing, she Believe in your husband firmly.

Thinking, Yun Bixue took Xie Limo's hand and pouted: "Husband, someone called me today and told me that you have a privately held photo. It's a woman. I didn't believe it. I purposely provoked it. In our relationship, I said that if you want to believe in you, you must believe firmly."

When Yun Bixue finished, seeing the sad look in Xie Limo's eyes, she jumped in her heart, feeling a sense of uneasiness and nervousness, is it true? Yun Bixue didn't even notice that at this moment she felt a tingling sensation in her heart, and her breathing was unstable.

She held Xie Limo's hand, and she couldn't help but force it tightly. The blood of her lips faded suddenly, and she asked with some uneasiness: "Her husband, is it true? Or am I wrong?"

Xie Limo was hurt by Yun Bixue's hand. He recovered from the sadness, withdrew the hand held by Yun Bixue, patted the back of her hand gently, and then got up and left.

Yun Bixue looked at his empty palm and suddenly felt that his heart was sinking inch by inch. His heart was empty and empty, and his mind was blank. He wanted to catch something but couldn't catch it.

Yun Bixue picked up the tea cup on the table and began to sip it in a mouthful, trying to calm down the inner turbulent waves, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and his face was extremely bad.

Just when she had a drink and wanted to continue drinking, Xie Limo took her hand and held it together with the tea cup, "You are not allowed to drink cold water, and cold tea is not good. How many times have I told you, why is it disobedient, It's really worrying."

Although Xie Limo was to blame, but the voice showed helplessness and distress. Yun Bixue heard the voice and looked up at once. When he saw the pampering between his eyebrows and distressed, he felt sad and looked at the photo he held in his hand. , Do not know what to do.

It turned out that he was going to get the photos.

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