Di Beichen nodded slightly and said, âThatâs right, I obtained the Ninth Grade Purple Lingzhi.â
Seeing Di Beichenâs indifferent and simple expression, Baili Hongzhuangâs eyes flashed with a hint of emotion.
She had thought that it would not be an easy task to resolve the sectâs affairs and obtain the Ninth Grade Purple Lingzhi, but Di Beichen was able to handle it so well.
From the indifferent look on Di Beichenâs face, it seemed as though he was only dealing with something very simple. However, she knew that this matter was definitely not so easily resolved.
Otherwise, there would have been no need for Di Beichen to go there in person.
She had a vague feeling that as long as Di Beichen took action, all problems would easily solved.
As long as he is there, everything can be solved.
âReturning this time must have been very tiring.â With her delicate and exquisite face showing concern and distress, she knew that everyone was impressed by Di Beichenâs status, but they didnât know that it was also a kind of pressure.
It was precisely because of his unusual identity that he had much more the bear than others.
Nowadays Di Beichen was often by her side, so it might be that he was under immense pressure.
Feeling Baili Hongzhuangâs distress, Di Beichenâs heart softened, and his right hand slowly grasped Baili Hongzhuangâs soft and boneless little hand, his handsome eyes were full of tenderness.
âIâm not tired, as long as I see you, I wonât be tired.â
Hearing Di Beichenâs sweet words, Baili Hongzhuang noticed the seriousness deep in Di Beichenâs starry eyes, and the smile on his lips were also filled with happiness.
âButâWife, what is the relationship between you and Mo Yunjue?â
Deep as the sea, his handsome eyes quietly showed a hint of tension. He didnât want to ask, but Mo Yunjueâs attitude that day really made him feel threatened.
Baili Hongzhuang silently sized up Di Beichen, a hint of amusement rising in her heart.
Over the past few days, Di Beichen had not asked her about Mo Yunjue. It seems that he couldnât bear it anymore.
Feeling Baili Hongzhuangâs scrutinizing gaze, Di Beichen became even more nervous, afraid that the question he asked would make Baili Hongzhuang feel that he didnât trust her.
Although he had already sent Hei Mu to check information about Mo Yunjue, what he was more interested in knowing was his wifeâs attitude.
Di Beichen felt nervous, which was completely nonexistent in the past.
Only when facing Baili Hongzhuang did he have such emotions, because Baili Hongzhuangâs intentions were too important to him.
Because he cares too much, he would feel nervous.
If he had experienced this emotion before, he would have found it laughable. However, now he is deeply immersed in this emotion and unable to extricate himself from it.
Seeing Di Beichenâs nervous appearance, a smile slowly appeared in Baili Hongzhuangâs eyes.
âMo Yunjue and I are just friends, nothing more.â
Baili Hongzhuang spoke calmly. She had indeed always only regarded Mo Yunjue as a friend, without any romantic feelings.
She was very clear that from the moment Di Beichen entered her heart, he was the one she would spend her life with.
And she recognized Di Beichenâs kindness towards her.
She has never been a greedy person, nor someone who changes her mind frequently.
As long as there is someone like Di Beichen who treats her sincerely, that is already enough.
As Baili Hongzhuangâs voice fell, Di Beichen couldnât help but breathe a sigh of relief. Especially with Baili Hongzhuangâs calm appearance, he understood that from start to finish, she had no other thoughts.