Chapter 583 - The President’s Heart
Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xirong Ziye stood rooted to the spot. He was worried that if he moved a single inch and stepped forward, she would vanish in the air.
In the past, she was bubbly and outspoken. She would chase him around the campus, and she had so much energy that he couldnât understand where it was coming from.
At first, he rejected and avoided her. He was even disgusted at her. He had never imagined that one day, he wouldnât be able to let her go.
At his lowest point in life, when he was at the most impoverished and most difficult period, everyone had left him except Bai Yaoyao. She was the only one who was determined and didnât neglect him. She never looked down on him. In her sparkling eyes, he could always see the trust that she had in him.
âZiye, youâll definitely become stronger than all of them. Youâre so hardworking and smart. I believe that youâll really become successful.â
This was the kind of strength that she had offered him.
However, it was undeniable that he had hurt her deeply. Now, he didnât want her to go, and he wished that sheâll stay by his side. He could give her anything that she wanted, except the status that she asked for.
( Boxno vel. co m ) Bai Yaoyao seemed to have sensed something. She turned around and glanced at Xirong Ziye. Smiling warmly, she said, âYouâre back?â
Those words made Xirong Ziyeâs heart shudder. It sounded as though she was a wife waiting for her husbandâs return.
Xirong Ziyeâs heart began to ache. He slowly walked towards her and wrapped her in his arms tightly. âDonât try to leave me. Except for the status of a wife, I can give you everything you want.â
A self-mocking glint flashed across Bai Yaoyaoâs eyes as she gently returned Xirong Ziyeâs hug. âYou already have a fiancée, and youâre getting married very soon. Donât say such things and make me sad.â
âYaoyao, you still love me, right?â Xirong Ziyeâs gaze fell on the sweater that she was currently knitting.
Bai Yaoyao merely smiled and didnât answer him. Instead, she began to reminisce about the past. âDo you still remember our past? Back then, you were disgusted at me. I tried my best to make you happy. Because of you, I did everything. You only wore the sweaters that I made for you. That time, you had no idea how happy I was for so many days. I only realized afterwards that if a person didnât belong to you, it was pointless to chase after him. You had your first love back then, and even though she married someone else, you still think that she is more important than anyone else. Now that you have a fiancée, you might not need anything else. But still, I miss those times when I knitted for you.â
Bai Yaoyaoâs words made Xirong Ziyeâs heart ache terribly. He wanted to refute but realized that he couldnât explain himself, let alone say a single word.
At that moment, Xirong Ziye didnât know that if he didnât understand his own feelings now, one day, he would realize that he had almost lost the person that was the most important to him.
Bai Yaoyao hugged Xirong Ziye and said, âYou know, I wish that our lives now could be like what it was when we first met. Otherwise, Iâd rather not have met you at all.â
Xirong Ziyeâs sharp brows twitched, and a cold fury flashed across his eyes. His grip tightened on her shoulders as he said, âBai Yaoyao, you were the one who asked for it back then.â
Bai Yaoyao chuckled. âYes, I did, but I regret it now. Xirong Ziye, can we stop arguing? Letâs live harmoniously like a normal couple, okay? This way, I will be able to feel that I have the rightful status, not a mistress that youâve been keeping secretly.â
In reality, Bai Yaoyao understood Xirong Ziye well. She knew that those words would cut through Xirong Ziye like a knife.
Xirong Ziye released his grip. âBai Yaoyao, you truly know how to upset and hurt me.â
âXirong Ziye, donât pretend to be a saint. You donât care at all, so why would you be upset?â