My Wife Gets More Vicious The More I Spoil Her

Chapter 33: My financial situation isn’t as bad as you think

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The elevator doors opened, and she stepped inside, with Xie Xuan following closely behind.

Turning around, she saw that Big Xie was still standing outside the elevator. She asked, “Aren’t you coming with us?”

Without waiting for Big Xie to explain, Xie Xuan pressed the button to close the door. “He’s starting his shift.”

Meeting her puzzled gaze, he added, “I just mentioned that we changed jobs. He’s now a security guard here.”

Upon hearing the word ‘security guard’, Big Xie “…”

You were the one who gestured for me not to follow. How did it become that I’m going to work now?

The direct elevator didn’t require selecting a floor.

As they ascended, she suddenly asked, “Your friend is a security guard here. What about you? Which department are you in?”

After a few seconds of silence, Xie Xuan looked up at the reflection of her graceful figure in the polished metal doors.

Today, she was a champagne-colored Little Marshmallow.

Even sweeter.

He didn’t answer directly and asked instead, “Are you testing me?”

She raised her eyebrows slightly. “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

“Well,” Xie Xuan considered for a moment, his voice lazily tinged with a hint of intoxication, “my financial situation isn’t as bad as you think.”

She chuckled. “We’ve only met two or three times.”

Implicit in her words was the idea that he couldn’t possibly know what she was thinking.

Upon hearing this, he turned slightly, locking his gaze onto her delicate side profile. “Am I not the waiter who runs back and forth in the cafe?”

She suddenly turned her head, meeting his gaze. “Or maybe you want to tell me you’re a wealthy second-generation heir out to experience life?”

“Second-generation heir?” He shrugged. “I am not.”

The Xie family had been the richest in B City since his great-great-great-grandfather. By his generation, they could be considered as the ‘wealthy umpteenth-generation.’

She smiled but didn’t respond further.

Because the elevator door opened.

Opposite the suspended cafe was a restaurant designed in the shape of a boat.

Like the cafe, it also had a transparent glass floor.

She walked across the transparent glass in her high heels to reach the dining terrace. She looked out at the blue sky and white clouds, imagining that during the bustling night, this place would be like the Titanic cruising the skies of B City, with the neon lights below shining as brightly as stars.

It would be perfect if they had come here at night – a glass of wine, a gentle breeze, it would be incredibly romantic.

Xie Xuan chose a seat in the middle of the terrace and pulled out a chair for her with gentlemanly grace.

A waiter respectfully handed them the menu, and Xie Xuan took it but didn’t flip through it. Instead, he handed it directly to her.

“You decide what to order.”

She took the menu and glanced at Xie Xuan.

He had an excellent aura. His simple white shirt and jeans didn’t look out of place in this elegant restaurant. Instead, he exuded a unique and casual charm.

Even if he wasn’t a rich second-generation heir, he had to be some family’s young master.

She thought of a possibility.

His surname was also Xie. Could it be…

“Are you thinking about what to order, or are you wondering what to ask?” Xie Xuan picked up the glass in front of her. He held a glass water jug filled with mineral water and poured a glass of water for her before handing it over.

She put down the menu and stared at him without any hesitation. “I was wondering, do you mind if there’s cilantro in the dishes we order?”

“…”

Well, of all things, you had to hit upon the one thing I absolutely couldn’t eat.