Xie Limo grabbed Yun Bixue's hand and said in a deep voice, "His words merely reflect his personal views. I only need you."
"Yes, I trust you, Limo. Actually, I don't trust myself. I'm a woman, and I'm afraid that I'm irrational sometimes. I act stubbornly to you and whine. I lose my temper and throw a fuss."
Xie Limo listened to Yun Bixue talk about her feelings, and his gaze turned gentle. "I feel glad because I'm the only one who can see this side of my wife."
Xie Limo had a mature personality. Even when he ought to be impulsive when he was a youth, he had also been calm and collected. He stayed clean and had always been this way. If she wasn't someone that he wanted to be with, he'd rather be single.
After all, he had always been a calm person.
This time, Yun Bixue had a heart-to-heart talk with Xie Limo. The two of them chatted and felt their hearts growing closer to each other.
