On the day Bai Xiaoruo and Xian Mingyu held their wedding, she had only just celebrated her 18th birthday a few days prior. Her husband was a full 8 years older than her.
In the eyes of outsi...
This sachet is quite old; the stitching is a bit rough, probably from being handled frequently.
Having had her fill of playing, Su Yulu threw the sachet in her hand into the trash can next to her desk.
This scene was witnessed by Xuan Mingyu, who was about to enter. He quickly walked over, found the sachet that Su Yulu had discarded in the trash can that had not yet been filled with trash, and carefully held it in his hand.
Thankfully, it didn't get dirty.
This was a gift from Bai Xiaoruo. For the past few months, every time he returned to sleep here, he would place it next to him.
I still remember the words she said when she handed him this sachet.
[Young Master, I know you work very hard and are tired every day. This sachet is something my mother taught me to make when I was little. I added many calming dried flowers and spices inside. You can put it by your pillow at night to help you sleep. Although it's not as exquisite as those sold outside, I still hope you will accept it.]
At that time, they were still strangers. She pretended to be a new maid to get close to him, and called him "Young Master" affectionately every day.
He gently stroked the sachet in his hand with his fingertips, as if Bai Xiaoruo were beside him.
This thing can't be thrown away carelessly.
Seeing how much Xian Mingyu treasured the sachet, Su Yulu was rather displeased. "Yu, who gave you this? It wasn't one of the women beside you, was it?"
There was a hint of jealousy in her words.
"No, I just bought it outside. Don't touch this sachet anymore. It's not trash, you can't just throw it away."
He made up a reason to appease her, put the sachet in his hand into the desk drawer, and locked it.
Seeing how carefully he placed the sachet, Su Yuluo became even more certain that it must have been given to him by a woman who was very important to him.
“I have to go back first. You’ll be staying here from today onwards. If you need anything…” Xian Mingyu then remembered that his phone was still with his grandfather, so he didn’t have any way for Su Yulu to contact him. “Anyway, if you need anything, just tell the bodyguard downstairs.”