Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

Zhao Qingyu sat quietly in Xiao Jingmo's passenger seat. The scenery outside the window kept receding like a slide, but she had no intention of appreciating it.

Her eyes were a little wandering, and her fingers seemed to have their own consciousness, unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes. The subtle movement revealed her inner uneasiness.

In fact, this was not the first time she had gone back to the Xiao family with Xiao Jingmo. However, every time she approached this home, the nervous and uneasy feeling would wrap around her like a ghost and could not be shaken off.

The car drove slowly into the majestic yet warm Xiao family mansion like an elegant swan.

As soon as the wheels stopped turning, Mother Xiao's enthusiastic figure swooped over like a cheerful little bird.

"Qingyu is here!" The voice was like a clear mountain stream, flowing happily in the air. The smile on Xiao's mother's face was brighter than the most gorgeous flowers in spring.

Without hesitation, she affectionately took Zhao Qingyu's hand. Her hands were warm and soft, as if carrying magical powers, which instantly calmed Zhao Qingyu's heart, which was beating like a deer, a little, as if she had grabbed a piece of driftwood in the stormy sea.

"Auntie." Zhao Qingyu spoke softly and somewhat stiffly. Her voice was as light as a breeze blowing across the lake, causing an almost imperceptible ripple.

"What 'Auntie'? I've told you so many times, you should call me mom." Xiao's mother pretended to be angry, but there was no trace of blame in her slightly rising tone. Instead, it was full of doting, just like a mother treating her somewhat shy little daughter.

"Mom..." Zhao Qingyu's voice was still small, but like a small flame, it instantly ignited the warm stove in Xiao's mother's heart, making her laugh even more happily. That smile seemed to be able to dispel all the haze in the world.

"Come on, Mom will take you shopping today and dress you up nicely." Mother Xiao said as she pulled Zhao Qingyu towards the garage. Her steps were as brisk as a girl, full of anticipation.

In that luxurious shopping mall, Mother Xiao was like a fashion queen, taking Zhao Qingyu to move freely between various high-end clothing stores and jewelry stores.

The bright lights shine on the gorgeous clothes and jewelry, reflecting charming light.

Mother Xiao picked up an exquisite skirt. The texture of the skirt was like the softest clouds, and the delicate embroidery on it looked like petals scattered by fairies.

She gestured on Zhao Qingyu's body, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Qingyu, look at this dress! The color is like it was tailor-made for you. It suits you so well! You'll look like a fairy from a painting when you wear it, absolutely beautiful."

Zhao Qingyu looked at the skirt, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but soon she smiled a little embarrassedly, "Mom, this is too expensive, I..." There was a hint of hesitation and uneasiness in her voice, like a frightened little rabbit.

"What's so precious about it? You will be my daughter from now on. Just tell me if you need anything. Don't be so formal." Mother Xiao interrupted her without hesitation, her tone firm but gentle, her eyes full of unquestionable love, as if telling Zhao Qingyu that she deserved all the good things in this family.

Zhao Qingyu's eyes were slightly red, like flowers wet by the morning dew.

She sniffed, trying hard not to let her tears fall, and said with a choked voice: "Mom, thank you, I am really lucky to have met you."

"Silly child, what are you talking about? This is our fate." Mother Xiao patted Zhao Qingyu's shoulders gently. Each pat was like a warm spring breeze, blowing through Zhao Qingyu's heart and bringing endless comfort.

On the other hand, Xiao's relatives gradually learned of Zhao Qingyu's existence.

It was a lively family gathering, with relatives coming from all over and gathering together. The large living room was filled with laughter and joy, as if it was a sea of joy.

"This is Qingyu, right? What a pretty girl." A relative with slightly gray hair but in high spirits said with a smile. There was a kind light shining in his eyes, like warm stars in the night sky.

Zhao Qingyu smiled nervously, a hint of shyness in her smile, "Hello, uncle."

"Qingyu, don't be nervous. We have all heard about you. This will be your home from now on." Another relative with a kind face said kindly. His voice was like an ancient bell, steady and reassuring. Those words were like a magic key, opening the warm door that had been closed in Zhao Qingyu's heart.

During the party, no one showed any disgust. Instead, they all took good care of Zhao Qingyu like gardeners protecting delicate flowers.

When relatives talked about various topics, whether it was light-hearted and humorous anecdotes or profound and meaningful cultural discussions, they would always cleverly include Zhao Qingyu in them, making her feel that she was an indispensable member of this big family.

"Qingyu, what do you think? Have you seen the new movie?" A young, beautiful cousin with a sweet smile asked her with a smile. That smile was like the brightest sunshine in spring, which could dispel all the cold.

"I haven't yet, but I heard it's very good." Zhao Qingyu replied. She felt herself becoming more and more relaxed in this atmosphere, as if all the tension and uneasiness were melted away bit by bit by this warm family affection.

"Then we can go watch it together next time." My cousin suggested enthusiastically, the anticipation flashing in her eyes like the brightest fireworks in the night sky.

"Okay." Zhao Qingyu felt everyone's enthusiasm, and her originally lonely heart seemed to be filled with sweet honey. She had never felt that kind of warmth and fulfillment before.

Xiao Jingmo walked over like a guardian angel. He gently put his arms around Zhao Qingyu's waist and whispered in her ear, "How about it? I told you, my family will like you." His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of pride and full of love. The warm breath gently brushed over Zhao Qingyu's ears, making her cheeks slightly flushed.

Zhao Qingyu looked up at him, her eyes full of emotion. The twinkling light in her eyes was like the brightest stars in the night sky. "Well, I am really happy."

In this big family, Zhao Qingyu has received a lot of love. Every smile is like a blooming flower, blossoming in her heart; every greeting is like a melodious music, lingering in her ears; every warm hug is like a warm flame, burning deep in her soul.

These beautiful emotions are like seeds full of vitality, taking root, sprouting, and growing vigorously in her originally barren heart, allowing her to truly take root here and become an indispensable part of this family, weaving a beautiful picture called "family love" with everyone in this family.