As night fell, when Xia Weilan checked the school forum again, she found that all the news about her had been taken down.
For some reason, the cold and aloof figure of Mo Beichen instantly flashed through Xia Weilan's mind.
Xia Weilan hooked her lips into a smile. It must be him.
Who else but Mo Beichen could have the ability to do such a good deed without seeking publicity?
She had a good night's sleep.
In the next few days, Xia Weilan devoted herself whole - heartedly to the vast ocean of jewelry design. In a blink of an eye, it was already the weekend.
On the weekend morning, after having breakfast, Xia Weilan saw Mo Beichen about to go out. She quickly ran over, picked up the ink - colored suit beside her and handed it to him.
Mo Beichen reached out and took it.
"Husband, come back early tonight." Xia Weilan saw him off at the door.
"Do you have something to tell me?"
"No, nothing important. Will you come back early tonight?" Xia Weilan asked again.
Mo Beichen remained silent. He had an important client tonight. Since Xia Weilan had nothing important to say, why should he come back early?
"I have something to do tonight. I'll be back late."
With that, Mo Beichen left.
Xia Weilan watched his back, and her heart was already filled with anticipation.
At 8 p.m.
A bunch of pink flowers was placed on the dining table.
Xia Weilan sat in front of the romantic French cuisine, propping her chin up, waiting for Mo Beichen to come back.
She had been waiting for two hours.
Not long after, a dark - colored car drove into the dimly lit passageway in front of the door.
Xia Weilan's eyes lit up, and she ran over to open the door.
"You're back..."
"Sister, I've come to see you."
Xia Ruolin was a bit surprised that Xia Weilan was so enthusiastic and came to greet her in person.
Xia Weilan looked at Xia Ruolin, and the joy on her face faded. She couldn't help but look outside the door again. It was pitch - black. Disappointed, she turned back and said indifferently:
"What are you doing here?"
By this time, Xia Ruolin had already walked into the hall on her own. Looking at the candle - lit dinner on the table, she said jealously:
"Sister hasn't had dinner yet. I haven't eaten either. Let's have dinner together."
With that, Xia Ruolin sat down on her own, picked up the wine glass on the table and filled it for herself.
Xia Weilan watched her actions and just wanted to throw her out. She walked over and glared at her:
"This is for my husband, not for you."
Then, she picked up an ordinary glass from the side and handed it to her:
"Here, drink this!"
On those fair hands, the crystal glass was held out straight in front of her. Xia Ruolin twitched the corner of her mouth and had to reach out to take it. Unwillingly, she put the original glass back in place.
"Gurgle..." She filled it up again.
Xia Weilan had sent the servants away for the night. Now, there were only the two of them left.
It was already 8 p.m., but Mo Beichen still hadn't come back. While sipping the wine lightly, Xia Ruolin sneered inwardly.
Left alone in an empty house just after getting married. Presumably, Mo Beichen didn't like Xia Weilan at all on normal days.
Sure enough, a person like Mo Beichen, who had received a high - level education since childhood, had good taste and would never take a fancy to a wild girl like Xia Weilan who came from a small place.
Just as she knew, Mo Beichen's marriage to Xia Weilan was simply forced by Xia Weilan at the banquet.
How could such a man who was always in control tolerate such a humiliation?
It seemed that she wouldn't be able to see Mo Beichen today. Xia Ruolin put down the wine glass and stood up:
"Sister, don't look at me like that. I know you're angry, but you can't take it out on me. Sister really likes you... Besides, I'm kind enough to tell you one thing. Grandpa likes to eat osmanthus cakes when he plays chess. Next time you go home, accompany Grandpa well and make him happy."
Osmanthus cakes?
Wasn't that the food that Grandpa couldn't eat the most?
Xia Weilan sneered inwardly. In her previous life, Grandpa had eaten the osmanthus cakes made by Xia Ruolin and was hospitalized due to a food allergy.
It seemed that Xia Ruolin couldn't wait to tear off the mask with her. If she really did as she said, Xia Ruolin would just shake her head blankly and deny it, saying that she had misheard.
"I see." Xia Weilan remained calm and didn't expose her. She seemed to have taken it to heart.
That's good.
Xia Ruolin stood up from the chair with relief. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard the sound of a car driving in.
Xia Ruolin and Xia Weilan both looked out of the window in surprise at the same time.
Outside the dark window, a black car stopped steadily, and a vigorous figure stepped out.
Even wrapped in the night, it was not difficult to see his tall and straight figure.
When he got closer, his well - defined facial features were revealed under the dim yellow light.
It was undoubtedly Mo Beichen who was coming home late.
Mo Beichen had already seen the extra car outside the courtyard and understood what was going on.
As soon as he entered the hall, a beautiful figure rushed in front of him. She called out softly and sweetly:
"Brother Beichen!"
Mo Beichen dodged to avoid bumping into the woman in front of him. He looked up at Xia Weilan who was a step late, his eyes deep and focused.
"Do you have a guest?" he asked.
"Yes, I was just about to see her off." Xia Weilan stepped forward.
"See the guest out." Mo Beichen lifted his foot and walked inside.
The most embarrassed one was Xia Ruolin. She blinked her eyes and couldn't quite accept that she was about to be sent away. She quickly chased after Mo Beichen.
"Sister misunderstood. I just came. How could I leave? I still have something to say to you."
With that, Xia Ruolin sat directly opposite Mo Beichen. Her phoenix eyes stared at him enchantingly. She leaned forward, sitting only a third of the chair, showing off her exquisite curves.
It was a blatant seduction.
Xia Weilan gasped and subconsciously looked at Mo Beichen. Mo Beichen looked at Xia Ruolin and said calmly, "Leave after you've said what you want. Don't disturb my wife and me from having dinner."
Xia Weilan burst out laughing. She walked over slowly, but suddenly her face changed.
"Ouch..."
With a scream, the teacup that Xia Ruolin had picked up at some point dropped, and the tea spilled on her skirt.
As soon as the white skirt got wet, the bustier inside immediately showed up. The bustier was a sheer lace - cutout style, and the flesh color inside was faintly visible, extremely eye - catching.
Mo Beichen, who was sitting opposite, never expected such a thing to happen. His eyes darkened, and he stood up.
Almost at the same time, a light - colored long windbreaker was thrown over the pitiful - looking Xia Ruolin.
Just as Xia Ruolin was about to feel proud, this heavy cloak made the face she had been feigning pity turn ashen. She looked up and glared at the culprit.
"Sister Ruolin is so careless. Fortunately, we have a lot of clothes at home. I'll give this one to you."
At this moment, Mo Beichen had also regained his coldness and watched the two women quietly.
Xia Weilan didn't have time to be angry about Mo Beichen's silence. She only said to Xia Ruolin, "Sister Ruolin, save what you have to say for next time. Don't spoil my husband and my candle - lit dinner. Otherwise, I'll call the security guards to see you off."
Then there would be no need for anyone to act.
Xia Ruolin gritted her teeth and had to stand up wrapped in the coat. "In that case, I'll leave first."
"Don't bother to see you off." Xia Weilan squeezed out these two words.