Bai Xiaoruo sat on the chair, feeling extremely uncomfortable, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Three days have passed since our wedding day, and I still don't know if he's still angry with me. What if he ignores me in front of my father and stepmother? I'd be too ashamed to even go back to my parents' home.
While she was still struggling with her decision, Xuan Mingyu had already walked to Bai Xiaoruo's side, pulled out the chair next to her, and sat down.
Bai Xiaoruo lowered her head guiltily, silently praying that he wouldn't expose the fact that they were still like strangers at this time.
"Honey, are you still angry with me? Didn't I say I'd come with you after I finished work? Why did you get angry and come here by yourself?" Xuan Mingyu put his arm around Bai Xiaoruo's shoulder, gently pinched her fair face, and looked at her with doting eyes.
Bai Xiaoruo was completely stunned, staring blankly at him, at a loss for what to do.
Aside from that time in the auditorium, this was only the second time that Hsien Ming-yu had spoken to him so gently and kindly.
And... he still calls her "wife"...
Am I dreaming? What's going on? Is this really Xuan Mingyu, the one who yelled at me that night?
He was completely different from the person he was that night. Could he really have a split personality?
Song Meiyan and Bai Minglei, sitting opposite them, were also stunned. They had only known each other for a few months, and Bai Xiaoruo was usually in school. Apart from that one formal meeting, they had no contact. They had only been married for a few days, and they were already acting like this.
It seems that Bai Xiaoruo, that little bitch, is quite capable; she managed to capture Xian Mingyu's heart in just a few days.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry I'm late. There was a lot of work at the company, so I couldn't come earlier. I don't know if you're still happy to see me..." Xuan Mingyu's words were clearly pointed.
"How could we not welcome you, Aunt Zhang? Hurry up and go to the kitchen to get another set of bowls and chopsticks."
"Yes." Aunt Zhang turned and went into the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks.
Song Meiyan and Bai Minglei kept apologizing to Xian Mingyu, originally thinking he was just too busy with work, so they didn't prepare an extra set of bowls and chopsticks.
That brat Bai Xiaoruo is really something. When did she become so temperamental? Now that she's the young mistress of the Xian family, she really thinks she's something special. Instead of saying a few good words about the Bai family to Xian Mingyu, she dares to argue with him. What if Xian Mingyu really holds a grudge against the Bai family?
After taking a few more bites of food from her bowl, Bai Xiaoruo really couldn't eat anymore.
This is really awkward.
Bai Xiaoruo felt that Xuan Mingyu did it on purpose.
He had only been there for a dozen minutes, but his eyes hadn't stopped staring at me. Even when new bowls and chopsticks were brought out, he didn't touch them.
Even when Bai Minglei spoke to him, Xian Mingyu only gave perfunctory replies.
"Why are you staring at my face? Is there something dirty on my face?" Bai Xiaoruo reached out to touch her face to see if there was anything dirty, but the next second her hand was grabbed by Xian Mingyu. He kissed her fingers like a treasure, then put his arms around her neck and gently pecked her smooth face. "My wife is beautiful no matter how you look at her."
Oh my god... I'm going crazy!
Bai Xiaoruo shyly pulled her hand away from his and placed it on her lap, lowering her head, her face as red as a boiled shrimp.
She was really not used to him being so affectionate with her all of a sudden. If this was a dream, Bai Xiaoruo just hoped it would stay like this forever and never wake up.
This unexpected display of affection left Bai Minglei and Song Meiyan looking displeased. Xuan Mingyu's mind was entirely focused on Bai Xiaoruo, and the two of them seemed like bright third wheels, ignoring him even when he spoke to them. How could they possibly communicate?
***
After dinner, Xuan Mingyu took the notebook he had brought to the backyard. He still had a lot of things to do and didn't have time to come here in the first place. He only came because of certain reasons.
Bai Minglei went to the study on the second floor, Song Meiyan sat alone in the living room, bored and eating melon seeds while watching TV, while Bai Xiaoruo went to the kitchen to help Aunt Zhang wash the dishes.
"Aunt Zhang, let me help you wash."
"No need, Miss. You rarely come back, so please go and rest. There aren't many dishes to wash." The kitchen window faces the backyard. Aunt Zhang glanced at Xuan Mingyu, who was sitting in front of the coffee table in the backyard, making one phone call after another. "Miss, you've really married a good man. I saw it all tonight. Your husband treats you very well."
"It's alright..." Thinking of the "special care" that Xuan Mingyu showed her during dinner, Bai Xiaoruo felt a sweet warmth in her heart. Perhaps he was just in a bad mood that night, which is why he suddenly left. Now that he's in a better mood, he won't take his temper out on her anymore.
“Miss, I noticed that the young master didn’t touch his chopsticks at dinner. Why don’t you take some pastries out later so he can at least have something to eat to fill his stomach? Otherwise, it’s not good for his health to work on an empty stomach.”
"Yes... I'll take it out to him later." When Aunt Zhang said this, Bai Xiaoruo realized that during dinner tonight, Xuan Mingyu really didn't touch the bowl and chopsticks at all. Apart from staring at her, he would occasionally check his phone and frown slightly. Even though his father and stepmother were sitting across from him, he didn't give them much of a look.
Perhaps the food tonight wasn't to his liking, but he still needs to eat something; it wouldn't be good for him to get sick from hunger.
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