515: Wanting to Say Love

Wanting to Say Love

Yun Bixue almost dropped her cell phone after hearing those words. She was completely bowled over. He did so much for her behind her back. 2

"I didn't know about this…" At that moment, Yun Bixue was filled with guilt. She was too thoughtless and did not even realize that he did so much for her.

"My Pingyu has never complimented nor respected someone as much as Young Master Xie. He truly believed in his praises and said that Young Master Xie was the best husband in the world. He laments about the fact that he couldn't be as good as him."

The phone call was short, but it created a turmoil in Yun Bixue's heart. That day, when she wanted to hear the word 'love' from him, what she felt for him was also love, wasn't it?

The longer they spent their time together, the more she got to know his good sides. If she still didn't fall in love with him by now, there would be something wrong with her head.

She placed a hand on her chest and listened to the thumping of her heart. All of a sudden, she was filled with the urge to go home. She wanted to loudly confess her love for him as soon as he returned.

However, she didn't know where to start. When it was her turn now to talk about love, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Yun Bixue locked the office door and rehearsed, "Hubby, I love you…"

"Hubby, I'm so lucky that I met you. You're the best! There's no way I cannot fall in love with you!"

"Limo, do you love me? I love you…"

No matter what line it was, she felt that it wasn't perfect, and she eventually rested her head on the desk.

While Yun Bixue was chewing it over, her cell phone rang and startled her. She hoped that it was Xie Limo, but it turned out to be a private number.

As soon as she answered, the person on the other end started speaking, "Yun Bixue, it's been a long time."

"Who are you?"

"Haha! You don't even remember your old friend? It's me, Chu Fei'er, the person you've been searching for all this time. Why didn't you even recognize my voice?" The voice from the phone scoffed in a tone that made it hard to figure out if the person was angry or not.

Yun Bixue's face paled. No matter how much time she was given to prepare herself, she would have never expected to receive such a spine-tingling call. A person who disappeared after a fire and calling people out of nowhere was indeed a shocking thing. After a while, Yun Bixue finally found her voice and said, "Chu Fei'er, as expected, you're alive. Why did you disappear after that fire? An Yexuan didn't stop looking for you." Her voice didn't reveal any trace of emotion as she tried her best to remain composed.

"Yun Bixue, aren't you curious why I called you? Of course, you can let An Yexuan know that I'm still alive, but will he believe your words or will he believe what he saw with his own eyes?" Chu Fei'er laughed. Her voice remained the same, but it carried traces of arrogance and conceit.

Yun Bixue laughed coldly. "Chu Fei'er, you mean nothing to me. I don't even want to know why you called me. I'm very busy, so I'm hanging up." She was no longer the same naive and silly university student. She was long past that stage already. Even if Chu Fei'er were to appear in front of her, she would have ways to deal with her no matter what she threw at her.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You're so pleased with yourself right now, but didn't you know? Young Master Xie secretly keeps a photo of a woman. Think about it. I'm telling you out of kindness so you can—"

Yun Bixue cut her off. "Chu Fei'er, stop wasting your breath. You think I'm still the same Yun Bixue that you know? You've underestimated me. Don't think that no one knows about your schemes. You'll face divine retribution, and everything you did will be exposed one day. I'm busy, so don't waste my time with your nonsense!" After saying this, Yun Bixue immediately hung up. She then sent out orders to the Yun family's men of sacrifice to track the number and signal and get the caller's location. They must find her without any delay and in the shortest possible time.

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