Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming

Chapter 933: Chapter 933: Distrust

"Second Brother, you’re doing this on purpose!"

It was clear that An Zhiyuan was taking the opportunity to act out.

Bai Xiao ignored him.

An Zhiyuan didn’t say a word either. The less he explained, the more it proved there was something wrong. An Zhiyuan truly didn’t know about that commotion at the academy; He Weng absolutely wouldn’t have told him.

"Oh, so now you’re in the right? I can see that boy treats you differently, yet you refuse to explain. Isn’t this deliberately making me uncomfortable? Bai Xiao, I know from the very beginning, it was me who took the initiative with this marriage, and you were always reluctant. But later, you said it yourself—you willingly chose to marry me.

I thought we didn’t need words, that our hearts were aligned. But now I see, maybe you weren’t thinking the same way."

An Zhiyuan’s usual care and tenderness toward Bai Xiao had always been apparent, even now, when confronting her after witnessing that scene, his tone remained calm.

But at this moment, his demeanor carried an aggressive force, which left Bai Xiao struggling to cope. Such a strong attitude inevitably made her feel both embarrassed and wronged.

"I didn’t..."

She was simply afraid he’d misunderstand. Though An Zhiyuan rarely spoke much with her, the gravity of his words often revealed themselves.

For instance, this topic, touching upon his bottom line, terrified her. She was sincerely afraid of An Zhiyuan misunderstanding back then; now, the misunderstanding had only worsened.

"Didn’t what? Didn’t think to tell me, while my rival showed up at the door?"

His voice wasn’t loud, but his tone was far from friendly.

"Second Brother, I’m not the kind of person you suspect; I’m your wife. You still don’t trust me?" Bai Xiao was both anxious and angry.

There really was no way to explain it clearly.

"It’s not that I don’t trust you; it’s about that boy. You tell me—what’s your relationship with him? I’m not stupid, and that whole ’just classmates’ talk isn’t going to fool me!"

By the time they reached the house, An Zhiyuan got out of the car with his face taut. Anyone who saw him would instinctively steer clear—his expression was unmistakably one of "keep away."

Bai Xiao stepped out of the car, pouting. Fine. For the sake of a furious Major An who hadn’t abandoned her and had even opened the door for her like a gentleman, she scampered after him, poking his arm playfully.

"There’s really nothing going on! He just tried to pursue me, but I swear, I refused cleanly and decisively without a shred of hesitation. I told him I’m married, and I have a bodyguard for a husband!" She hugged An Zhiyuan’s arm, like a koala, only to be dragged into the yard by him. noveldrama

"Really now? Because I heard there was even talk about some ’gold digger’ scandal. You hooked a rich guy and didn’t bother telling me?"

It dawned on Bai Xiao—so the interrogation was justified. An Zhiyuan must’ve learned about the gossip today. Clinging to his arm, she began her playful banter. "Hubby, I can’t walk anymore. My feet hurt—wearing new high heels today, the back of my heels must be all blistered."

An Zhiyuan, initially inclined to ignore her, stopped in his tracks, staring at her strained smile until he suddenly picked her up in one swift motion. Bai Xiao hooked her arms around his neck, giggling. "Second Brother An! I knew you were the best!"

"Save it!" An Zhiyuan carried her inside, setting her down by the entrance near the shoe cabinet, before changing his shoes and walking away.

Bai Xiao watched his retreating figure and stuck out her tongue.

She had hoped this matter would quietly resolve itself, but she hadn’t expected An Zhiyuan to catch on. Yet she couldn’t blame herself—it wasn’t her fault that other people were persistently drawn to her. She was loyal!

Once inside the bedroom, Bai Xiao noticed the man lying on the bed. He hadn’t even taken off his shoes. He looked weary, like someone tormented by anger and frustration.

She walked over to his side and nudged him with her leg. "Are you okay? Seriously mad?"

An Zhiyuan couldn’t really be serious, could he?

Her steely and dependable An Zhiyuan, whose heart was big enough to encompass a space shuttle, was truly upset over such a small matter?

It wasn’t in An Zhiyuan’s nature, but she could tell he was genuinely displeased.

Still lying there, An Zhiyuan didn’t move.

"I really am angry!"

Beneath this mild-mannered and pampering exterior lay a heart filled with unease. That insecurity likely stemmed from her previous lack of trust. Their beginnings had been all about acting a part, and perhaps that played into An Zhiyuan’s sense of inadequacy.

"Honey, is it really my fault if someone pursues me?" She truly didn’t understand why An Zhiyuan was angry.

This time, his irritation felt strangely unreasonable.

He grasped her hand suddenly, pulling her beneath him entirely. Their gazes met, and she smiled endearingly.

She swallowed hard, her slender hand resting against his chest. She could feel the beat of his heart beneath her palm.

"Xiaoxiao, do you know why I’m angry?"

The look in his eyes wasn’t exactly innocent.

"I just want to figure this out. You’re not the type to get jealous over trivial things. I thought I was the only one capable of irrational tantrums. Do you know how furious I was about that He Meina? Your level-headedness, calmness, and generosity—where are they now?"

She planted a soft kiss on the corner of his lips, melting away the chill there.

"Xiaoxiao, we’ve been through so much. How could I not trust you? How could I possibly lack confidence in myself? I’m just so upset realizing how these rumors are hurting you, and you didn’t even say a word to me. It leaves me disappointed. I want to protect you—to be the one who faces any challenge head-on for you, defends you against anything. But right now, when you deal with everything by yourself and keep me out, it makes me feel like an utterly useless man who can’t do anything for you!"

He shut his eyes and fell to one side of the bed.

Bai Xiao turned herself over and sprawled on his chest.

Body pressed close, she exhaled warm breaths near his ear. "You’re still fussing? Your heart is only this big?"

He scooped her into his arms, his voice deepening as her softness filled the space beside him. "Seems like I’ve spoiled you too much lately, and now you’re getting out of control."

"Yes, I’m out of control... Your hand—where are you putting it now..." she grumbled, gripping the wandering hand sneaking under her shirt hard.

"Can’t I touch my own wife?"

"You’re not mad anymore?" she asked, her cheeks flushing, heartbeat racing as she gazed at him and blinked slowly, a shy smile tugging at her lips.

His eyes narrowed as he smirked. "If you want me to forgive you, take off your pants. I promise I won’t be mad anymore."

"You scoundrel!"

Bai Xiao tried to squirm away.

But how could she escape his arms? The man pressed her firmly beneath him, lowered his head, and kissed the butterfly bones of her shoulders, his fingers trailing along the curves under her arms, making her shiver. His voice dropped, soft yet arresting.

"Don’t elders always say—arguments by the headboard, reconciliation by the footboard."

He sat upright on the bed, pulling off his shirt and unbuttoning it, now removing it completely, his gaze locked onto hers without a blink.

His chest was evenly toned, especially his waistline—it was stunning. As his fingers unbuckled his belt, revealing the alluringly seductive area underneath, Bai Xiao turned her head to one side, trying to suppress the heat rising to her cheeks.

He was teasing her.

His gaze was primal, fierce, and dazzling.

She let out a soft moan, reaching out for him.