Chapter 2 - Theyre Back
The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu's Pampered Wife
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Xi Xiaye ignored the manâs darkened expression as she spoke coldly, âYouâre definitely an exotic one in your regiment. Itâs best if you resign when you get back. Donât dishonor the uniform!â
Xi Xiaye frowned begrudgingly as she took out a few hundred yuan notes and put it on the table. Then, she picked her gloves up from the chair and swiftly stood up before leaving.
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She had had enough!
In this past year, she had gone on tens of blind dates practically every day. Sometimes, she even had to rush for a few dates in a day. It was the kind of rhythm that could make one break down!
Xi Xiaye dragged her fatigued body back to her apartment.
Her apartment was located by the riverside. Xi Xiaye had only bought it last year. The unit was not big at just 90 square meters with two rooms and two living rooms. It looked a little narrow, but she lived alone, so it sufficed.
The entire house used light gold as its main color scheme. With nuances of Roman design and modernity combined, it was decorated slightly lavishly and stylishly, yet it did not spill with extravagance and luxury. Instead, one could feel that there was an added warmth.
Xi Xiaye poured herself a glass of water and then slowly sat down on the sofa before her tensed heart started to ease a little. She looked around to examine the empty house, and suddenly in her twinkling eyes, there were some hints of melancholy.
She sipped on her water, switched on the television, and was about to pass time for a little when at this moment, her phone buzzed from the table.
Xi Xiaye subconsciously stopped what she was doing as she picked her phone up. When she saw who it was, the melancholy in her clear eyes became more intense.
âHello? Grandfather, itâs me.â
Her cold voice was infected with mild warmth.
On the other end, there was first some coughing before the familiar aged yet concerned voice was heard. âXiaye, have you had dinner?â
âMmm, I did. I just returned to my apartment. Itâs already quite late, Grandfather. Why arenât you resting yet?â Xi Xiaye turned down the television volume as she asked.
âHaha, I donât have the habit of sleeping early. I just drank a few cups of tea, so I canât sleep anyway. Thereâs something I need to tell you. You must execute it for me,â the worn voice continued, but this time, his resounding tone brought with it a firmness.
âMy health isnât getting better by the year. Your mother is so focused on her work, and Iâm most worried about you. Iâve told you that Iâll definitely find you the best. I donât frequently admire anyone much, so I havenât been willing to recommend anyone for you because I keep feeling like they donât suit you.â
When he said this, the aged voice suddenly paused, then he continued, âBut today, I want to recommend someone to you. Heâs a pretty decent and responsible person. Heâs just returned from New York. Since thereâs a chance of you getting along, you two should meet. Iâve already arranged the venue for you this Saturday at 3:30 in the afternoon. Itâs at the First Suite [1] of the Bamboo Maple Forest Tavern. Remember, donât be late. Regardless of how he is, you can get to know him yourself. I think that the both of you might be very suitable for each other.â
When he finished, he immediately hung up. Xi Xiaye did not even get to respond before the phoneâs busy signal was heard.
Xi Xiaye stared blankly at the screen that had already dimmed before she started to laugh bitterly and helplessly.
Now, even her grandfather was starting to worry about her marriage. What could she say to him?
Her ears started to ring with Shen Wennaâs gentle voice again.
Xiaye, youâre already 26, not 16...
...
It was Saturday morning. Weekends were hard to come by when Xi Xiaye did not need to go to work, but she still woke up very early, tidied up her room, and had a simple breakfast before leaving the house.
The weather was chilly outside. When she headed out, the sky was gray and hazy. It was still drizzling and the cold winds kept attacking, brushing everyoneâs faces till it hurt.
Xi Xiaye was a very low-profile person. Apart from the usual interactions at work, she did not have contact with anyone else. Usually, when she was free, she would read or have some tea and listen to some music.
She was a huge tea lover, so in a certain secluded location in the northern area of this bustling city, she opened a tea house called the Bamboo Teahouse.
She usually retreated to behind-the-scenes as well. The boss that acted as her proxy was an extremely cultured and refined middle-aged man named Lin Xuanyu. She heard that he used to be a university professor, and at the same time, he was a researcher of Chinaâs ancient civilization. He was very well versed with the countryâs art of tea and musical instruments.
When Xi Xiaye had first opened the tea house, he would come almost every day to have tea and play some chess. Later on, the two chatted pleasantly, and Xi Xiaye let him manage the tea house. Of course, at the same time, it was a conducive place for him to write.
The entire tea house was almost concealed in the huge bamboo forest. It was not huge. The place was 400 square feet with two floors and the whole decor bore a charm of antiquity that of a poetic ink painting.
When Xi Xiaye entered the Bamboo Teahouse with the huge pile of books she had just bought from the bookstore, there were already faint but clear sounds of the guqin. Business here was brisk on the weekends.
âMs. Xi, youâre here!â
All of the tea house waiters were very familiar with Xi Xiaye because she would go over almost every weekend, but very few people knew that the real owner of this tea house was actually this lady who seemed very young and beautiful. They had always thought she was just Professor Linâs student and was just very close friends with Professor Lin.
Xi Xiaye nodded before she arranged the books neatly on the bookshelf that was already filled with books while the waiters swiftly served the Maojian tea she always drank. Xi Xiaye sighed a breath of relief and sat down. She picked up her tea to take a sip, then at this moment, her phone buzzed.
Xiaye picked up the phone and flipped it open, not seeing who it was before picking up the call. Quickly, from the other end of the phone came her best friend, Su Nanâs sweet voice. âXiaye, itâs me! Iâve already reached City XX. Iâm transiting, so in less than eight hours, youâll be able to see Lady Su Nan that youâve been thinking of day and night!â
Xiaye lowered her head and took a sip of the tea. A smile spread across her beautiful and fair face. She said softly, âLady Su Nan, we only havenât seen each other for a few days, yet your narcissism has grown.â
From the other end immediately came Su Nanâs candid laughter, yet after that laugh, Su Nan suddenly fell silent for quite a while and Xiaye did not say anything either. A long while later, suddenly came Su Nanâs hesitant voice, âXiaye...â
Su Nanâs tone sounded a little serious. It came with a bit of bitterness that she seemed to have endured.
âHmm?â
Xiaye put down the teacup in her hand, then she took a book introducing the art of flower arranging and started to casually browse through it. She could hear that Su Nanâs tone was a little off, so she continued to ask, âWhat is it?â
From the other end, Su Nan took a deep breath as if she was setting her mind on something. She said in a lowered voice, âI just saw Han Yifeng... with Xi Xinyi... Both of them are on the same flight as me...â
âTheyâre back, Xiaye...â
The instant Su Nanâs voice fell, Xiayeâs face instantly turned blank. Both her hands suddenly turned stiff and her hand that held the phone had unconsciously tightened too.
That lowered and stifled voice of Su Nanâs kept echoing in her ear.
I just saw Han Yifeng... with Xi Xinyi... Both of them are on the same flight as me...