He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 37 The Boss's Beloved Wife is Too Alluring 12

He paused for a few seconds in surprise before looking away and calmly handed the suit jacket to Wang Ma.

"Yanyan is here?"

"I arrived early, waiting for you to have dinner together. The company is too far, so I didn't go. I specially came back to the old house to wait for you. I knew you would be back tonight."

Wen Yan said proudly, her proud little face beaming with excitement, clearly saying, "Praise me!"

Xie Yin rubbed his hand, which was hanging down by his trouser seam, and wanted to pinch her face. How could she have such a vivid expression?

He did just that, but instead of placing his hand on her face, he raised it a little higher and stopped at the top of her head, giving it a light rub.

He bent slightly, his deep gray eyes carrying a gentle smile, looking directly at her tenderly, and spoke without reservation.

"Yes, Yan Yan is very smart and has excellent observation skills."

A tone of voice used to coax a child.

Her heart skipped a beat.

This is... this is too bewitching!

Xie Yin put his hand down and waited for Wen Yan to recover before walking with her to the dining table.

Grandpa Xie's shrewd eyes swept over the two approaching figures. A bold guess surfaced in his mind, but he held back, mindful of Wen Yan's presence, and decided to wait until she left before making a decision.

After eating and drinking her fill, Wen Yan obediently said goodbye to Grandpa Xie, and casually touched Xie Yin with her delicate white hand.

When he turned to look at her, she blinked innocently.

Grandpa Xie noticed these little actions, and unconsciously tightened his grip on the soup spoon.

*

Wen Yan got into the car on her way home, her sweet smile vanished, and as if to confirm something, she decisively said, "233, I need to test Xie Yin's affection level."

233: "You two are getting engaged, you must be very tall."

Upon closer inspection, it turned out there were only 30.

233: "What? He... he treated you like that, and he only has 30 points of affection??"

What a shocking shock! You know, 60 is considered a good age, and that guy is only a little over 60!

Wen Yan smiled, revealing an expression that said, "I knew it."

"No wonder I felt something was off, now I understand."

"What have you figured out?"

Why did he agree to my engagement and why did his attitude towards me change?

"why?"

"The longer a person is locked up, the more they crave the vibrancy of the outside world. The more they lack something in their childhood, the more they love it."

"Huh? What could Xie Yin possibly desire, what could he possibly love?"

"Love and life."

233 was completely confused, so Wenyan decided not to expect it to understand.

"You just need to know that the reason he chose me is because of something he lacks, which I happen to have, and a lot of it, not because he likes me."

She could understand this by combining it with the biography about Xie Yin's childhood that she had seen before.

She understands him, and naturally she understands every aspect of him.

I'm still really angry.

*

Meanwhile, in Xie's study.

"Kneel down!"

After Xie Yin entered and closed the door, Old Master Xie could no longer hold back and scolded him.

"Ha, Xie Shili! She's your niece-in-law! How could you do that? Have you forgotten all the rules I taught you?"

The cane pounded against the wooden floor, a sound mingled with Old Master Xie's extreme rage.

Xie Yin smiled as he walked unhurriedly to the front of Old Master Xie, then bypassed him and sat directly on the chair at the desk, casually toying with the green teacup in his hand.

Grandpa Xie was already so angry that he suffered a heart attack, and his blood pressure soared even higher because of his indifferent attitude.

"Thank you, Shi Li!"

“I am with my father.”

"It's an absolute joke! Uncle and his niece-in-law are having an affair!" Old Master Xie's cane hadn't stopped moving since Xie Yin came in.

“Father, watch your words. They haven’t registered their marriage yet.”

“You,” the old man took a deep breath, “you’d better just play around. She’s not worthy to be the matriarch of my Xie family.”

Xie Yin's eyes darkened. He slowly put down his teacup and stared directly at Old Master Xie opposite him, his deep gray pupils showing no emotion whatsoever.

The old man felt a chill run down his spine from the gaze, as if he were being entwined by a snake.

After a long standoff, Xie Yin finally spoke: "If I think she's capable, then she's capable. Or is Father questioning my decision and trying to oppose me?"

These familiar words, which had been circulating for over a decade, struck a chord with Old Master Xie. It was exactly what he had said to young Xie Yin back then.

The teenage Xie Yin knelt in the Xie family ancestral hall until his blue knees bled and swelled up, but he still stubbornly refused to give in.

"From now on, don't mention anything that might affect your mood, and definitely don't mention painting anymore. Or are you questioning my decision and going against me?"

Xie Yin remained kneeling without uttering a sound.

The young old man Xie scoffed lightly: "Or do you want to move your mother's memorial tablet out of the Xie family ancestral hall?"

Xie Yin hurriedly looked up, staring at his father in disbelief.

His mother is such a proud person, how could he possibly think of moving her cards out of the game?

Looking at his indifferent father, Xie Yin finally gave in, just like he had for the previous ten years.

He eventually became a machine, a machine so perfect that every single strand of his hair was perfectly aligned.

Similarly, his soul and life were forever trapped in that blood-stained shrine and the eternal rainy night.

Grandpa Xie vaguely recalled this past event, and his angry expression softened.

He was indeed arrogant and prejudiced when he was young, but Xie Yin was the next successor, so he had to do it. It's just that now that he's old, he's become more sentimental.

In the end, Grandpa Xie gave in, whether out of a sudden pang of conscience or because he truly realized he was getting old, it's hard to say.

"Go ahead, but there's one thing: Wen Yan isn't mature enough. I need to personally train her and teach her how to be a qualified matriarch."

"what ever."

Xie Yin gave a nonchalant smile, happy to give Old Master Xie a way out.

However, I thought he would have a great time, but in reality, it was nothing special.

Ignoring Old Master Xie's forlorn figure, he fastened his cufflinks and passed by Old Master Xie with a gentle smile.

For the first time ever, Xie Yin didn't stay at the Xie residence but instead drove aimlessly around the streets.

The thick darkness of night obscured the bright moon, leaving only a few stars twinkling faintly.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes appeared in his mind.

He secretly compared them in his heart, no, her eyes were much brighter than the stars.

For some reason, he suddenly had a strong urge to see her, and without thinking, he immediately turned the steering wheel and drove towards her house.

It was almost midnight when the car was parked downstairs at her villa.

The little girl should be asleep by now.

Ha, how come he's starting to act so impulsively, doing whatever comes to mind.

With a sense of self-loathing, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag. The scarlet flame lit up and then dimmed, and his gray pupils were tinged with a faint red.

The phone rang, and he answered it without thinking.

"Hey."

"Xie Yin? Is that gray car downstairs from my house yours?"

Xie Yin was somewhat taken aback. He looked up at the girl's balcony, and their eyes met.