A fashion queen

Mo Yunting slowly released Cui Xueying from his arms, then gently placed his hands on her delicate shoulders, staring at her eyes, which were as clear and moving as autumn water, with extremely serious and focused eyes.

He took a deep breath and spoke as if he had made up his mind, "Wife, there are some things I think I should be honest with you. To tell you the truth, that woman just now was actually Bai Yumo's sister. Just as your company's party was coming to an end, I suddenly received a call from Bai You. He told me that his sister had returned to China, but he has not yet revealed to her the true reason why Bai Yumo faked her death. Because of this, I am very worried that she might misunderstand that Bai Yumo's death is related to you and come to seek revenge on you."

After hearing this, Cui Xueying frowned slightly, with a look of confusion and dissatisfaction on her face. She snorted and said, "Oh? So that's the case? Just because of such an uncertain factor, are you going to lose your temper with me for no reason? Humph! If you dare to lose your temper with me for no reason like you did today, I will really ignore you!" After that, she pouted her rosy little lips to express her inner protest.

Mo Yunting nodded quickly and responded sincerely like a child who had made a mistake: "I understand, my dear wife, please believe me, from now on, something like this will never happen again." As he said that, he opened his arms and hugged Cui Xueying tightly in his arms again, as if he wanted to make up for his previous mistake and express his deep love and apology to her in this way.

Cui Xueying's once frosty eyes gradually softened, like snow melting in spring. She gazed at Mo Yunting's face, slightly tense with worry, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She knew the man's nervousness was entirely out of concern and love for her.

So, she slowly spoke, "My dear, I understand your feelings. I know you truly care about me, which is why you care so much about this matter. However, we can't just baselessly suspect others without any basis! Perhaps that woman didn't mean any harm? And don't forget, you saved her life. Since then, she has been obsessed with you and worried about you. It's a pity that you have forgotten this past."

Mo Yunting gently reached out his hand and gently stroked Cui Xueying's silky hair. His tone was as gentle as the summer night breeze, "Wife, you are very considerate. Maybe she really doesn't have any bad intentions, but as the saying goes, you should not have the intention to harm others, but you must always be on guard against others. I really can't bear to see you get hurt even in the slightest."

Hearing her husband's affectionate words, Cui Xueying couldn't help but smile, like a blooming flower. She tilted her head slightly, gazing into Mo Yunting's deep eyes with her clear, watery gaze. She spoke in a firm yet playful tone, "Husband, don't worry! I'll definitely take care of myself. But then again, how do you plan to handle this matter? No matter what, let's try not to hurt her. To be honest, I really like this girl. She has a unique aura that draws me in."

"Don't worry, wife, I know what I'm doing." Mo Yunting gazed at Cui Xueying gently, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through all the worries and anxieties in her heart.

He gently held her hand, conveying warmth and strength, and then gave her a look of great reassurance. Looking at his wife's worried and concerned expression, he knew that Cui Xueying truly loved Bai Feifei at this moment.