The night was silent.
Being alone in a large bedroom like this always led one to deep contemplation.
And the process of such contemplation often made one appear particularly vulnerable, or perhaps particularly strong.
Su Xiaomeng was indeed strong. In the daytime, the malicious words Bai Shunyuan said to her did not eventually bring her to tears.
But a simple "wife" from Yin Shixiu suddenly struck a chord with Su Xiaomeng’s fragile nerves.
She held her phone, looking at the lit screen, the background she set for the chat frame, her dashing husband.
Countless thoughts rushed into her mind, those thoughts that surfaced after Bai Shunyuan’s malicious attacks but she forcefully suppressed, reemerged.
She swiped open the keyboard but couldn’t type a single word for a long time.
At this moment, Yin Shixiu was leaning on the large CEO chair, the Tower Bridge spanning the Thames River visible outside the glass behind him.
In the afternoon, London’s sunshine was still quite bright.
By night, the whole of London would be shrouded in a merry, festive Christmas atmosphere.
He knew that Su Xiaomeng had already had Christmas Eve dinner with her parents and her grandfather.
Seeing the top row of the chat box displaying "The other side is typing..." Yin Shixiu was both amused and exasperated.
Was she writing an essay? This status had been showing for ten minutes.
Yin Shixiu was not quick-tempered, but now he was a bit impatient and directly called.
On the other side, Su Xiaomeng, who was lost in her thoughts, was startled by the sudden phone vibration.
She snapped back to reality, saw that it was Yin Shixiu’s call... She took a shallow breath and answered, "Hello..."
"What are you doing? Not replying to WeChat."
"...I’m organizing my words."
Su Xiaomeng lowered her head, tugging at the sheet.
Was she really writing an essay?
Yin Shixiu raised an eyebrow. To be honest, his heart raced a bit. After all... Su Xiaomeng was a straightforward girl.
And with him, she still needed to organize her words...
Yin Shixiu didn’t think this was a good sign.
"What’s going on?"
"Shixiu, I have a question for you."
"...Ask."
"What exactly do you like about me..."
Yin Shixiu was stunned for a moment, then said, "Why ask this suddenly? Did someone say something to you?"
"No, I just suddenly felt curious..."
Su Xiaomeng forced a smile, "I just can’t figure out... what you see in me, can’t figure it out..."
How clever Yin Shixiu was, Su Xiaomeng was not one for melancholy, but once she hesitated and became uncharacteristic, it must be because something had happened.
In the morning, Yin Meng sent him a video of their school’s Christmas event, after which Bai Shunyuan pulled Su Xiaomeng away.
Later, Su Xiaomeng left school for a pre-booked restaurant to have dinner with her family.
Bai Sixian, needless to say, would never say things to make Su Xiaomeng overthink, and Su Chengji, with a similar temperament to Su Xiaomeng, naturally wouldn’t say anything to offend her.
As for Bai Fengmao, he was an old fox skilled in getting what he wanted.
This family would only cherish Su Xiaomeng like a treasure.
Thus, the problem likely lay with Bai Shunyuan, that boy with an extremely bad character.
"Xiao Meng, I think we’ve discussed this question..."
"...You said you liked my personality, I remember."
"Isn’t that it? What do two people together seek? Just a compatible temperament and simple happiness."
Yin Shixiu said lightly.
Su Xiaomeng still lowered her eyebrows... not quite able to agree with Yin Shixiu’s words.
Seeing her silence, Yin Shixiu sighed softly, "What do you really want to say?"
"Simple happiness... To me, that’s all I want, but you’re different... You’re a big boss, a dragon among men, an outstanding figure..."
"Alright, I get it."
Yin Shixiu cut her off, then said, "You just think you’re so ordinary, and wonder why I fancy you."
"...Yes." Su Xiaomeng nodded dumbly, as if Yin Shixiu could see her.
"Xiao Meng, have you forgotten how we met?"
"...Um, you took liberties with me."
Su Xiaomeng muttered with a red face, provoking a light laugh from Yin Shixiu.
"Yeah, I took liberties with you... On such a big street with so many women, why did I only misbehave with you?"
"...Because I’m stupid, I climbed onto your bed myself."
Su Xiaomeng mumbled.
"Meng Meng, I’ll be honest with you..."
Su Xiaomeng raised her eyebrows, pouting, "... Mm, go ahead."
"Do you think, with the conditions your husband has, there would be few women willing to climb onto my bed themselves?"