Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife - Chapter 547
Chapter 547: Savior
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yun Bixue began to recall all the intricate details. The fire that night and the explosion were no mere coincidence. They seemed as though someone had specially planned for it to happen.
She wondered if someone had plotted to murder her and Xie Limo right from the beginning.
Who would dare to do so? She listed out all her enemies but couldn’t come up with a concrete explanation.
None of them could have done it alone. Could they have joined forces?
After thinking about it for a long time, Yun Bixue only felt increasingly upset. That was her home—her home with Limo. Although she could live somewhere else in the future, it was not the same. She had far too many memories from it.
Furthermore, the villa had burned away right before her eyes. It was as though a knife was carving at her heart bit by bit.
She wondered how the villa looked like now. With such an inferno, there was probably no hope of saving it.
She then remembered what happened after they went outside. Explosives had been buried in the villa, and the explosion probably injured a lot of people!
At this thought, Yun Bixue thought of Mommy Lu. Her eyes widened as she realized that Mummy Lu was most probably downstairs when the fire began. She had heard something back then, but why hadn’t she paid attention to it?
Thinking back now, she was utterly filled with shock. Could it have been Mommy Lu?
Mommy Lu had always been taking care of her. While she buzzed around doing some chores, Yun Bixue’s heart would ache as she watched. However, Mommy Lu said that she couldn’t just sit still, that was why she wanted to do something. For this reason, Yun Bixue had built a senior activity room for her, a place where a group of seniors could gather for fun and hold events. Sometimes, they would stay overnight there too. Could Mommy Lu have returned home that night?
Yun Bixue’s heart throbbed even more, and her head began to spin. Please don’t let it be true… Please don’t let it be true… As she thought this over and over, her eyes began to moisten with tears.
Similarly, she was also worried about Xie Limo. She didn’t even know his whereabouts now. Once he found out that something had happened when he returned, he would surely be sad and worried sick. Wherever and whatever this place was, she wanted to leave and go back to him, telling him that she was safe and sound.
However, just as Yun Bixue was about to get off the bed, she realized that her feet had been bandaged. When she moved her feet, it was actually painful.
That night, she hadn’t thought of putting on her slippers as she rushed outside to escape the blaze. She was so anxious that she didn’t think of the pain. Her feet had indeed been burned by the flames, and her entire body was badly wounded as well.
If Xie Limo were to find out, he would be angry again.
Her whole mind was filled with thoughts of him. She really missed him and felt worried about him.
Yun Bixue didn’t care about the injuries on her feet as she stepped on the ground without any hesitation. She wanted to find the exit, but the moment she took a few steps, she saw her reflection in a mirror. Her head was wrapped up in bandages, and it hurt when she moved it a little. She looked frail and fragile. Were her injuries that severe?
She took her eyes off the mirror and continued walking towards the door. When she opened it, she saw someone sitting in the living room outside.
“Yun Bixue, you’re finally awake!” An intoxicating voice greeted her. The person sitting there turned around and looked at her, and a vague smile upturned the corners of his lips.
Yun Bixue was utterly stunned. It was Wang Qianjin!
Looking at Yun Bixue’s pale face, Wang Qianjin smiled charmingly. “Why do you look like that after seeing your savior?” As he spoke, Wang Qianjin placed the TV remote control on a table and walked over to her.
Yun Bixue tried to shut the door, but it was too late—Wang Qianjin was already in front of her and stopped her with his hand. With a sigh, he said, “You won’t even talk to me? How could you bear a grudge? You know, if I didn’t make it in time, you’d be torn into pieces by now. Besides, look at me! My legs are injured too. I can’t walk as prettily as I did anymore, and it still hurts to walk now!”
