Chapter 519 - 346: You’ve Made Muxue Lose All Her Face (3)

Xue Rui’s curiosity was piqued. He knew Muxue was sentimental, so he was still happy to hear Lin Ruoxi say this. He pressed, "And...?"

"She calls out your name in her dreams at night," Lin Ruoxi said seriously.

"Also, she keeps your photo hidden in her wallet."

...

Xue Rui gulped and quickly covered Lin Ruoxi’s mouth. "Don’t say any more! You’re completely embarrassing Muxue. Watch out, if she finds out, she’ll beat you up."

’Honestly, this girl... She’s spilled all of Muxue’s secrets.’

"I just wanted to say she really loves you," Lin Ruoxi’s voice came out muffled. In her eyes, she just needed to tell the truth; there was no need to be secretive.

"I know." Xue Rui smiled faintly. ’This little girl is always on my side.’

’But when will I ever hear that girl say these kinds of sweet nothings to me?’

"You’ve been living with her recently. Have you noticed anything else that seems... off?" Xue Rui asked in a low voice.

’First of all, a girl as proud and possessive as Gu Muxue—how could she tolerate sharing the man she likes with another woman?’

’Second, Gu Muxue used to be fiery with a hint of gentleness, but now her gentleness seems to be taking over?’

Lin Ruoxi slowly closed her eyes. ’What should I do in a situation like this?’

’Xue Rui said that making a timely "empty promise" was also a way to evade the core issue.’

’Should I make one for Xue Rui?’

"Rui, in the future, the three of us will live together," Lin Ruoxi said in a small voice. She knew this was what Xue Rui liked...

’Xue Rui’s heart pounded wildly. Of course, that couldn’t be better, but it was just too difficult to achieve. It was the kind of thing you could only dream about...’

When Xue Rui calmed down, he shook his head with a wry smile. ’Did Lin Ruoxi just make me an empty promise?’

Lin Ruoxi ventured, "All in one room?"

’An image of Gu Muxue and Lin Ruoxi flashed through Xue Rui’s mind, one in each of his arms...’

He took a deep breath. "Xixi, you can’t make the promise *that* big. A guy could choke on it."

Lin Ruoxi’s almond eyes curved into crescents. ’So Xue Rui figured it out. But it seems like he isn’t going to press the issue anymore.’ She said softly, "As long as you like it, I’ll agree to anything."

’Xue Rui let out a long, internal sigh. Now he truly understood the meaning of "even a hero is helpless before a beauty."’

’He knew Lin Ruoxi was hiding something from him, but he still couldn’t resist the girl’s sweet whispers.’

’He had to admit that Lin Ruoxi had matured a lot recently. She’d learned all the conversational tricks and even how to use her feminine advantages—sweet words and tears.’

’Some of it, he had taught her himself—he’d basically shot himself in the foot. The rest, he feared, was taught by Gu Muxue...’

Xue Rui pinched Lin Ruoxi’s nose. "I’m cooking lunch today. You can be my assistant."

"It’s fine, I can do it." Lin Ruoxi shook her head.

"It’s Muxue’s birthday. I should at least give her a thoughtful gift, right?" Xue Rui explained.

’Gu Muxue didn’t lack for anything material. He had to give her something different, like personally cooking her a feast.’

Xue Rui considered himself to have inherited his dad’s talent for cooking. He was good at making everything except for dishes involving dough. It’s just that there was no point in cooking for just himself, and whenever he was with Lin Ruoxi, the kitchen was her domain...

Xue Rui joked, "It’s all your fault for cooking every day. My talent has never had a chance to shine. You’re holding back a master chef."

Lin Ruoxi had already tied on her apron. She gave Xue Rui a sweet smile. "Mhm, it’s all my fault. I know you’re a great cook."

’Xue Rui thought to himself that there should be a second half to that sentence—’but you’ve hardly ever done it.’ ’

"Are you trying to egg me on? Don’t you know that master chefs almost never cook at home?" Xue Rui retorted confidently.

’He’d seen too many chefs. They’d show off their skills during the holidays, but on a normal day, they’d come home and just make do, no matter how bad their wife’s cooking was. In any case, a real chef would never step foot in their own kitchen...’

"I... I wasn’t." Lin Ruoxi said weakly.

’I just believe whatever you say.’