Xia Weilan hadn't even reacted yet when the black Maybach sped off, just as flamboyant and unrestrained as the man who had stomped on the accelerator.
"You did a good job today. You voluntarily reported to me and said you'd rely on me," Mo Beichen glanced at her and then shifted his gaze back.
"Oh, it's about this. Hehe," Xia Weilan nodded stupidly. After realizing what he meant, she leaned against the passenger seat in a great mood and looked at the man driving out of the corner of her eye.
The setting sun was half - down outside the car window. The golden rays shone on his eyes and eyebrows, adding a gilded edge to his whole body. He looked extraordinarily attractive, like a god descending to the mortal world.
Xia Weilan squinted her eyes. Mo Beichen like this was truly charming.
"Where are we going?" Xia Weilan looked out of the window.
"First, I'll take you to dinner," Mo Beichen said domineeringly.
Before long, the black Maybach drove directly into the hotel's basement. The two took the VIP elevator and went straight to the VIP floor.
The two were ordering food under the respectful service of the waiter.
"No one will bother us. Order whatever you like," Mo Beichen propped his hands on the dining table, his eyes as deep as an abyss, and stared at her quietly.
"Xia Weilan, are you afraid of me?" he suddenly asked.
"What?" Xia Weilan looked up from the menu and stared at him in confusion.
"Are you afraid of me?" Mo Beichen still maintained the same posture and asked seriously.
"How could I? Why do you think so? You're my husband. How could I be afraid of you?" Xia Weilan frowned slightly, looking a bit puzzled.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, Mo Beichen softened the darkness in his eyes and casually said, "Order your food."
But Mo Beichen was still puzzled. She wasn't afraid of him, yet she had nightmare about him? What was the logic behind this?
Just as they were ordering food, Xia Weilan's phone suddenly rang. Without even looking at the caller ID, Xia Weilan answered it casually:
"Hello?"
"Where are you?" Lin Jiancheng asked on the other end, his voice a bit impatient.
Xia Weilan looked up at Mo Beichen and said in a low voice, "I'm having dinner. If you have something to say, say it quickly."
"Bring Mr. Mo back. We've prepared dinner at home. Don't eat out," Lin Jiancheng said in an unusually gentle voice.
"I'm having dinner. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up," Xia Weilan subconsciously glanced at Mo Beichen again. He was sitting there gracefully, his expression calm.
"You, you... Do you want the Lin family to go bankrupt before you're satisfied? If I've done anything wrong to you before, I'm apologizing to you here. Please ask Mr. Mo not to interfere in the Lin family's business anymore," Lin Jiancheng was obviously driven to a corner and immediately softened his tone.
"Oh, tell Lin Xuefei not to be a coward. We'll talk about this later," Xia Weilan hung up the phone directly and then asked Mo Beichen,
"What did you do to that guy? He seems about to cry from anxiety."
"Just as you guessed. I had someone interfere with his business," Mo Beichen originally wanted to answer casually, but looking at the little girl's admiring eyes, his heart swelled unconsciously. He felt more accomplished than signing a big business deal.
"Husband~" Xia Weilan called out to him softly, "I don't know how to repay you. I can only promise myself to you."
Mo Beichen steadied himself and suddenly fell silent.
Maybe the little girl didn't know how afraid she was of him. She still had a psychological shadow, yet she dared to say such things.
Mo Beichen didn't answer her but changed the topic:
"I've prepared a surprise for you. You'll know when you go to school tomorrow."
Xia Weilan's curiosity was piqued, but Mo Beichen was being mysterious and only said that she'd find out by herself tomorrow.
Xia Weilan had no choice but to stop asking.
After dinner, the two went back to the Splendid Royal Court together.
Mo Beichen left with a word, "I have something to deal with," and then went to the study.
Xia Weilan went back to the room. She tidied up her books, jewelry and other things, put them in the master bedroom, and then sat on the sofa with a book in her arms and started reading.
Before she knew it, it was already 12 o'clock, and Mo Beichen still hadn't come in. After washing up by herself, Xia Weilan went to the study.
"Husband, aren't you going to rest yet?"
"You go to sleep first. Don't worry about me," Mo Beichen didn't even lift his head as he stared at the computer screen.
"Okay then," Xia Weilan yawned and went back to the master bedroom to sleep by herself.
After she fell asleep, a figure opened the door and walked in.
Mo Beichen had already washed up in the next room. Now he gently lay down along the edge of the bed. By the dim light, he looked at the sleeping face of the woman on the bed.
Fortunately, Xia Weilan was sleeping soundly. Mo Beichen let out a sigh of relief, lay down, and didn't touch her.
In the middle of the night, a slight noise woke Mo Beichen up.
Mo Beichen immediately turned on the light and found that Xia Weilan was tossing and turning in bed, sleeping restlessly, and biting her lower lip tightly.
"Xia Weilan, are you okay? Xia Weilan, wake up," Mo Beichen shook her shoulder slightly harder.
But Xia Weilan still seemed unconscious.
Suddenly, Xia Weilan reached out and grabbed one of Mo Beichen's arms. Her tightly pursed lips murmured something.
Mo Beichen leaned over in front of her and heard her say, "Mo Beichen."
The commotion in the room soon subsided. Before long, came Xia Weilan's soft and steady breathing, but the hand that was holding his didn't let go.
Mo Beichen looked at her with a complicated expression.
Mo Beichen fell into silence. His big hand was tightly held in her arms and placed on her chest, as if only in this way could she feel at ease.
So Mo Beichen didn't withdraw his hand.
He put his other arm around her shoulder, pulled her into his arms, and turned off the light.
The next day.
When the sky turned pale in the east, Xia Weilan woke up first.
On the soft big bed, Xia Weilan was lying sprawled out, hugging Mo Beichen. The saliva from her mouth had even wet Mo Beichen's collar.
"Oops!" Xia Weilan quietly let go of her hand, annoyed at her poor sleeping posture.
If Mo Beichen found out, he would definitely dislike her.
Xia Weilan quickly tidied up her own clothes and then quietly tidied up the clothes that she had messed up on Mo Beichen.
Unconsciously, the air in the room seemed to freeze, getting a bit stuffy.
A hand grabbed Xia Weilan's groping hand. The pair of black eyes that had already woken up suddenly opened wide, revealing those deep and intimidating pupils, as black as if they could suck people in.
"What are you doing?" his voice was low and charming.
"Nothing," Xia Weilan was startled and immediately tried to withdraw her hand, but found that it was tightly held by him.
"Ah..." Xia Weilan suddenly widened her eyes and stared at a certain part of his body, shouting.
Mo Beichen lowered his eyes and followed her gaze. He frowned slightly, then quickly regained his usual expression and looked at her.
"What's the big deal? It's normal for men to be like this in the morning," Mo Beichen said in a low voice.
Xia Weilan stared in shock and nodded uncertainly, "Then, what should we do now that it's... awake?"