Yun Bixue was puzzled. Looking up, she blinked her eyes. "And what else?"
With Yun Bixue looking at him so purely, Xie Limo could only feel his heart melting away. "Yes, remember—in future when you experience any grievances, you can look for me to vent your anger."
Yun Bixue's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. All her sorrows had been replaced with warmth. "Yes, I have my husband. Nobody can take advantage of me."
"I'm glad you understand!" With that, Xie Limo carried Yun Bixue to the couch and then took out the hairdryer. Plugging it in, he started drying her hair.
