There was a thin line between love and hate, and this, Su Xiaofei was aware of. Zhang Ling had tried her best to delay her impending meeting with Mo Yuchen as long as she could, but Su Xiaofei knew that she couldn't avoid him forever. Finally, that day came.
Lu Qingfeng looked at his wife as she buttoned up her dress shirt and adjusted her sleeves as she stood in front of the mirror. It was obvious that she was on edge today, as she'd been extra cautious that morning.
"You haven't started your day, but you are already this stressed. Is there something I could help you with?" He asked, taking her attention away from her outfit.
Su Xiaofei released a breath she didn't know she was holding and turned to face her husband. She knew that there was no reason for her to be nervous for her meeting with Mo Yuchen today, because seeing him only reminded her of how foolish she had been in her previous life. She also didn't want to make her husband worry about it.
She sauntered and stopped in front of her husband, allowing Lu Qingfeng to pull her to sit on his lap, resting a hand on his shoulder.
"Just a long day ahead for me. I'm a little tired, to be honest." She admitted with a dejected sigh.
With her mother still recovering from her recent surgeries, Su Xiaofei couldn't help but be distracted at work, worrying about Yun Qingrong. This was why she had also tried to delay her meeting with Mo Yuchen, as she didn't want another emotional baggage added to her already heavy situation.
However, since she had chosen this path, different from what she was in her previous life, Su Xiaofei knew that she should take responsibility for her choices. It wasn't like she regretted following her mother's footsteps, but she understood why her mother had always been absent during her childhood years.
"You aren't mad that I am meeting with him today?" She questioned her young husband.
To be honest, Su Xiaofei thought that she had married Lu Qingfeng too soon. Other young men his age were still enjoying their bachelor days, spending time with their peers and dating women, but Lu Qingfeng was already married at the age of twenty-one.
"Is there a reason why I should be mad? Aren't you meeting him today because of work?" Lu Qingfeng retorted, his eyes never showing any indication that he was bothered with her meeting Mo Yuchen today.
Su Xiaofei looked at him and sighed inwardly. The difference between Mo Yuchen and Lu Qingfeng as her husband was outstanding. While Mo Yuchen tried to dominate each part of her life, Lu Qingfeng was giving her leeway to decide for herself.
"I trust you, Feifei, but that doesn't mean I trust others." Lu Qingfeng continued. "Just don't forget that I'm here whenever you need me."
She pressed her forehead against him and smiled.
"What do I do then? Lu Qingfeng, I don't think I can be without you anymore."
"Hm? Since when did my wife become so lazy that she would leave everything to be done by me?"
"Hey, you are the one who spoiled me rotten from the very beginning, so why is it my fault now?" Su Xiaofei huffed, but her mood was considerably better now.
With Lu Qingfeng on her side, she didn't need to doubt herself as his wife. It was enough for her to know that he trusted her, that he wasn't hounding her to avoid other men and to behave according to her status.