Going Home

Actually, Yun Bixue was clearly aware of his feelings. Fu Yizhou's situation, on top of Xie Limo's expression and the story he had just told, revealed it all.

Hearing Yun Bixue's words, an exquisite glint shone in Xie Limo's eyes, and at that moment, his glimmering eyes were the most enchanting.

He slightly tightened his hug around Yun Bixue's waist and murmured, "You're really my treasure."

Yun Bixue retorted playfully, "If I'm not your treasure, who would that be?"

Xie Limo chuckled and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear as he said gently, "There's no one else. It's only you. You're my one and only."

Yun Bixue finally smiled in satisfaction.

After getting off the car, Xie Limo held Yun Bixue's hand as they walked inside their home. Xie Limo was still the one cooking, while Yun Bixue accompanied him at the side and chatted with him.