Xie Jiu drove Yun Bixue back to her house, where Xie Shi stood waiting outside.
At lunchtime, Xie Limo returned home. He looked at the person in a foul mood sitting on the sofa and poured a glass of warm water. Then he sat next to Yun Bixue and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you upset?"
Yun Bixue turned her head away. Although he did help her, she didn't get to vent all her anger at the time. It was natural that she was upset.
Looking at her biting her lips to suppress her feelings, Xie Limo couldn't bear to lecture her. He put the glass on the table, patted her head and sighed. "Couldn't you have given the matter a little more thought? Was violence the only solution?"
Yun Bixue kept her head low, and she sunk lower into the sofa. She emanated an air of loneliness and desolation. In this world, the only kin that she recognized was Grandfather and her younger sister. She had sent her sister overseas, far away from trouble, but as for Grandfather...
Yun Bixue's eyelashes concealed all her emotions. Xie Limo just sat there, keeping her company. After deciding that Yun Bixue had calmed down, he said slowly, "You don't have to worry about your grandfather's health. But he is old, and might not be able to withstand a further blow to his heath.
"If you don't want to make him worry, don't put yourself in danger. Don't you know how much danger you were just in?"
Yun Bixue looked up at Xie Limo, her eyes slightly red. "Limo, I don't have much family left. I want to protect what I have, but I can't...
"I didn't know what else I could do. I only wanted to tell them, that I'm not someone to be trifled with. They'd better not make any plans about my grandfather again!
"As for the shock that Grandfather received, it must be because he heard about my accident. I wonder what Yun Mengshi and Yang Siru told him that triggered the heart attack."
For many years, she had grown used to shouldering all the problems by herself. Thinking, doing, and enduring everything by herself alone. Now that Xie Limo was at her side, she felt a mix of warmth and surreality. She at least had someone to talk to.
Looking at Yun Bixue in such a state, different from her usual smiling self, Xie Limo's eyes were filled with loving care.
He pulled her into his embrace and said comfortingly, "From now on, I'll be your family too."
Perhaps she'd suffered for too long by herself. He could feel that Yun Bixue has grown used to shouldering problems on her own.
Yun Bixue's slender hands grasped Xie Limo's clothes lightly, and she rested her head on his shoulder. She closed her eyes and said gloomily, "I won't let anyone who hurt Grandfather get away scot-free."
"Alright, I'll support anything you do, but make it a priority not to place yourself in danger. Try to tackle problems using your wits if you can. Additionally, my wife, you need to learn to rely on your husband." Xie Limo patted Yun Bixue's back a bit awkwardly, but with a certain degree of naturalness. It was as though he was consoling a child.
Yun Bixue felt a little dazed. It was like she had returned to the past, back when she was still very young. Her parents were still alive then, and her father would sometimes pat her back in the same way that Xie Limo did, to help her go to sleep.
As she thought about those things, she couldn't help but smile. "Mr. Xie, maybe I'll become someone evil to certain people in the future. Will you then regret what you just said?"
"If you can become a little more ruthless, I can feel more at ease. Since the day you proposed to me, I've been telling you to believe in me. I also said that you won't get the chance to regret it." Xie Limo laughed a little. He felt even more like he was soothing a little child.
Yun Bixue's eyes seemed to clear up. With him by her side, it was easy for her to calm down.
At last, Xie Limo managed to make Yun Bixue laugh. The gloomy atmosphere in the house also changed to a warm and peaceful one.
"Let's go, Madam. There are no more ingredients in the kitchen. I'll take you out for today," Xie Limo said, handing Yun Bixue a glass of water.