After being attacked by the rich young ladies with hatchets, I chose to enter "sage mode".

At least for now, her personality isn't good, and she can't speak the language, so she can't work. Besides, she doesn't lack money, so why should she work? Wouldn't it be better for her to do housework for Bai Yu every day and take care of the baby if they have one in the future?

Lin Ying's thoughts were very, very simple, and she didn't ask for much at all. In fact, if Bai Yu were to put himself in her shoes, Lin Ying marrying him would be the greatest blessing he could ever have.

As for the four women Su Rongxue, Si Yu, Qing Sisi, and Murong Liyue, if Bai Yu can truly get them to get along harmoniously without being repulsed by each other, it would be equivalent to him marrying five wives at once, any one of whom could directly bring him to the end of his life.

If they really succeed, while other families might have their ancestral graves emitting auspicious smoke when they achieve something, Bai Yu's family's ancestral graves will definitely be spewing out zombies, and even the ancestors will have to come out to celebrate.

Let's get back to the main topic.

Lin Ying's thoughts couldn't be simpler. She and Si Yu were similar; they both wanted to be full-time stay-at-home moms, and taking care of their children and managing the household was what satisfied them the most.

"Bai Yujun, if I don't do housework, what will I do?"

Setting down the rag, Lin Ying gently clasped her hands together, clearly nervous and eager to hear if there was anything else she could or couldn't do besides housework.

Bai Yu's previous words were all made up. As long as Lin Ying likes doing housework, she can definitely do it if she wants to. He just hopes that she can make sure that she gets enough rest.

Lin Ying suddenly looked nervous, like a clueless young wife asking questions that piqued Bai Yu's interest. A mischievous smile appeared on his face as he spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft.

"You can be my wife?"

Lin Ying pursed her lips, not quite reacting at first. She blinked gently at Bai Yu with her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes looking stunning up close.

However, the next second she realized what was happening and her face turned bright red, her ears blushed, and her blue eyes lowered shyly.

"Bai Yujun, I...I'm so happy..."

Although Lin Ying was shy, she was indeed different from ordinary girls. She didn't act coquettishly or deliberately act arrogantly, nor did she pretend to be angry to cover up her shyness. Instead, she shyly expressed her feelings after hearing Bai Yu's words, not knowing whether Bai Yu was joking or telling the truth.

Bai Yu, however, really liked Lin Ying's shy and demure wife-like demeanor, because it truly gave him the feeling of keeping a beautiful woman hidden away.

Chapter Thirty: Let's Try It Out

Lin Ying was stopped by Bai Yu from continuing to mop the floor, and was also told to lie down on her bed and get some sleep.

If Bai Yu hadn't kept asking and inquiring about what Lin Ying was doing while he was sleeping, he might never have known that this girl hadn't slept all night and then only slept for two hours in the morning before not resting.

Not only did she not get enough rest, but she also made herself breakfast in the morning. However, seeing that she was sleeping soundly, she didn't disturb her. She also made lunch at noon, but still didn't disturb her when she was sleeping soundly. At three o'clock in the afternoon, she came over and started a big cleaning. Because she was afraid of making too much noise, she was extra careful and cautious in her movements. As a result, it took her more than two hours to clean, and Bai Yu didn't realize that someone was home until she woke up.

Looking at Lin Ying lying on her bed, carefully closing her eyes to sleep, Bai Yu felt it would be better for her to cook dinner herself.

This girl has always been like this, loving very quietly, cautiously yet full of sincerity.

But no one is a saint. If these details and tenderness are not seen or heard with one's own eyes, then everything will be considered as if it did not happen. So Lin Ying's love is not the problem, but her choice to quietly give and love him is somewhat problematic.

Of course, that was a very problematic approach for her previous self, and Bai Yu had no idea how much Lin Ying had done for her in secret.

After washing up, Bai Yu put on Lin Ying's apron and started cooking.

Although it wasn't the first time Lin Ying had lain in Bai Yu's bed in her previous life, she still felt nervous and happy.

A pair of long, white hands gently grasped the corner of the quilt, her five fingers as beautiful as white scallions, and her nose could clearly smell the faint scent of Bai Yu on the quilt.

Lin Ying's nose wasn't as sensitive as Bai Yu's, but even though she pressed her nose against the blanket, she could still detect Bai Yu's unique scent in the relatively new blanket.

She loved Bai Yu's scent; it was a fragrance that resonated with her heart and soul. Just smelling it made her feel at ease, as if she were lying on a vast, boundless grassland, basking in the warm sunshine and a gentle breeze.

Opening my eyes, I could hear Bai Yu using pots and pans outside the door. The sound wasn't loud; I could even tell he was deliberately keeping his voice down.

Perhaps Bai Yu's meticulousness is a habit of scumbags, while Lin Ying's meticulousness is caused by her personality and environment since childhood. Being cautious about everything naturally makes her pay more attention to details.

After all, those details that others consider insignificant are often unintentional actions that hurt her.

Bai Yu's actions of cooking for her while knowing she was sleeping and deliberately lowering her voice made her feel especially warm.

She is extremely fragile inside and easily hurt, but her deep-seated inferiority complex also makes her exceptionally easy to move.

Don't be fooled by how simple Bai Yu's details seem; they are not easy to do and not everyone can consider them. Therefore, Lin Ying understands the true meaning of things more clearly the more detailed they are.

Looking at the ceiling light, Lin Ying squinted her beautiful eyes and hid under the covers, letting out a very soft, gentle laugh that only she could hear.

Positive words like warm, happy, and joyful can now be used to describe Lin Ying.

She felt that even if she suddenly realized right now that it was all a dream, she would be very satisfied, because in the dream she had obtained everything she had never dared to dream of before.

Perhaps it was joy, or perhaps it was the scent of white rain, but Lin Ying fell asleep without realizing it. However, this time, she revealed a smile, even though she usually had no expression when she slept.

After Lin Ying fell asleep, Bai Yu quietly went out and bought some ingredients. He didn't cook often in his home in the island country, so there wasn't much food in the refrigerator.

Now that I've finally cooked for you, I should at least give Lin Ying a really lavish meal.

Just as Bai Yu returned from grocery shopping and began cooking, Qing Sisi, whom she hadn't contacted for two days, suddenly called her via WeChat video call.

If we're talking about who prefers video calls the most, it's definitely Qing Sisi. This girl will never use voice calls when she can make a video call.

After answering the video call, Bai Yu put down the cleaver she was using to cut meat, wiped the water off her hands, and sat down on the sofa.

Just as he sat down to watch the video, he saw Qing Sisi sitting in his gaming chair at home, her slender arms gently wrapped around her snow-white thighs, her cheeks puffed out, her peach blossom eyes wide open, waiting for him to sit down and look at her, looking playful and cute.

"Sisi, are you calling me because you miss me?"

The moment Bai Yu saw Qing Sisi, she spoke her mind before the girl could even open her mouth.

Upon hearing Bai Yu's words, Qing Sisi's face was filled with surprise, but she quickly recovered and spoke frankly with a smile.

"Yeah, I just miss my senior~"

"Miss me? How much do you miss me? Have you ever thought about being intimate with me in your dreams?"

Bai Yu's words effectively ended Qing Sisi's journey, leaving the girl somewhat speechless.

Looking at Qing Sisi on the screen, with her beautiful peach blossom eyes blinking and looking at her, her silly expression combined with her naturally lively appearance made her both cute and a little silly.

"Hey, why is the magical girl pausing so much after every sentence today? Are you out of magic points?"

Looking at Bai Yu's gentle smile, Qing Sisi suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity with Bai Yu.

After all, my senior has always liked to lecture me. He was very enthusiastic when we talked on the phone today and last time. Where is the aloof senior and the fierce senior?

"Senior... there's something off about you..."

"Is it strange? Does it mean it's not strange if I yell at you? Or it's not strange if I just hang up on you? Is it strange to be gentle with you?"

Upon hearing Bai Yu's feigned displeasure, the feeling instantly became clear. In that instant, Qing Sisi immediately realized that her senior was still her senior and had not been possessed.

"As expected, you're still the same senior. You're even handsome when you're being mean to me. I almost thought you were really possessed, and I was so scared I almost...wet up~"

puff~

Qing Sisi is still the same girl who drives a big truck all the time. The first two sentences were a bit cringeworthy, but they were still reasonably normal. However, the last sentence, "I almost had a lot of dampness," was just outrageous.

"Ahem, Sisi, it's not good for a pretty girl to say such things. I've told you this many times already. It seems I'll have to come see you in a few days. Let's really test what you're saying."

"Huh? Senior...I..."

Bai Yu's single sentence about the experiment made Qing Sisi blush instantly.

Chapter Thirty-One, Engraved in the Heart, Remembered in the Soul

Looking at Qing Sisi, who was stammering and unable to utter more than a few words, Bai Yu knew very well that this girl seemed to be laughing and joking all day long, and her shy appearance was rarely cute. She could also feel her cheerfulness when she spoke.

But all of this is just her hiding her inner pain.

In his previous life, he didn't even get to see this girl one last time, and she was still thinking of him in the end.

We spent so much time together, and even after I left, she always gave me the impression of being cheerful and never told me about her inner pain or the hardships of family life.

A seemingly perfect family may appear happy and harmonious, but there is far too much false love. Experiencing true love only occasionally numbs those who repeatedly see a glimmer of hope but can never escape the darkness, until they gradually ignore this insignificant love.

The more Bai Yu looked at Qing Sisi's shy and pretty face and smile, the more distressed and self-reproachful she felt.

The happier she smiles, the sadder she feels, because her smiles are meant to mask her pain and make herself believe she's happy.

She made others happy, but she neglected herself and never considered whether she was happy or not.

"Sisi, are you... shy?"

With a gentle smile, she spoke softly to Qing Sisi, a word that came from the bottom of her heart, full of affection.

These words made Qing Sisi's heart beat incredibly fast, so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest. Her face flushed red, and she could only cover her eyes with her hands to hide, her watery eyes peeking at him through her fingers.

"Alright, alright, it's normal to be shy. After all, I actually want to confess my feelings to you. How about I confess in a way that's unforgettable?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Yu reached out and opened the drawer of the coffee table in front of the sofa, took out a small knife, and waved the silvery knife at Qing Sisi with a smile still on her face.

Just as Qing Sisi was wondering what Bai Yu meant by waving a small knife in front of her, her eyes widened in surprise.

The next moment, she saw Bai Yu lift up her clothes and, without hesitation, slash her heart with a knife.

"Ah~ Senior..."

He made cuts, one by one.

Bai Yu's actions completely stunned Qing Sisi. Her first reaction was one of shock, and she didn't realize she needed to stop Bai Yu's self-harming behavior. It wasn't until Bai Yu finished carving the three horizontal strokes on the top of the character "Qing" that the girl finally reacted and anxiously tried to stop him.

"Senior, what are you doing? Don't hurt yourself..."

Hearing Qing Sisi's anxious calls, Bai Yu ignored them. He didn't know why Qing Sisi would carve his name on her little white rabbit back then, but now he understood, and he deeply understood how difficult it was to engrave something so deeply, how much it meant to remember it.

Bai Yu made slow but steady cuts across Qing Sisi's chest, one stroke at a time. Once the three bloody characters "Qing Sisi" were fully revealed, Qing Sisi, unable to stop him, was already weeping uncontrollably.

She didn't know why Bai Yu had her name engraved on her chest, but she was very clear that everything Bai Yu did was for her.

"Senior...it hurts so much..."

Clutching her chest, her small, bluish lips pursed as she cried, looking both heartbroken and pitiful. Her curled-up body and tearful gaze at Bai Yu were even more captivating.

If you didn't clearly know that it was Bai Yu who was injured, you might mistakenly think that Qing Sisi had been cut on the chest.

"Sisi, I've etched you into my heart. Is it engraved in my soul? Perhaps I think it's more like I've kept you in my heart!"

Smiling, Bai Yu pulled down his clothes. He could feel pain with every cut and every movement he made, but this pain didn't feel like pain at all. Instead, he felt that what he was doing was very important, completely ignoring the illusion of pain.

Seeing his calm expression, Qing Sisi couldn't sit still and cried like a baby. But as she cried, she also took off the white shirt she was wearing.

The next moment, Bai Yu saw Qing Sisi appear before her, having taken off her shirt and wearing only a pink bra. Her snow-white skin looked so delicate and flawless, even through the screen.

The little white rabbit with its wispy green hair wasn't big, but it was about the size of a steamed bun, the kind that could be completely held in one hand. With the pink bra supporting it, it didn't look small at first glance.

Just as Bai Yu was wondering why Qing Sisi suddenly took off her clothes, she saw her get up and suddenly disappear from the video call's display range.

When Bai Yu saw the girl return barefoot, wiping away her tears, she was already holding a tattoo machine.

Qing Sisi had Bai Yu's name tattooed on her chest, but the previous tattoo was made with a blade. She had originally planned to use a tattoo machine to make it permanent herself, but now she felt that it would be better and more meaningful to get it tattooed in front of Bai Yu, and it would also be a response to Bai Yu's confession.

I won't say much about the pink and white little rabbit. Anyway, Qing Sisi's carving on that soft object was definitely not as steady as Bai Yu's. Maybe she was really afraid of pain. From time to time, you could see her beautiful eyebrows furrowing slightly.

The tattoo machine kept making a clicking sound, but Bai Yu didn't stop it because he knew very well that it would be useless even if he did.