The Xia family's old mansion.
In the hall, Old Master Xia remembered that this morning, Old Master Mo had told him that he would soon be able to hold his grandson. Old Master Xia got so angry that he immediately confronted Old Master Mo.
"My granddaughter is still in school. Do you want her to go to school with a big belly? This won't do. It has to wait until she graduates."
But Old Master Mo was even less willing, saying that he couldn't wait that long.
Old Master Xia was so angry that he immediately intended to call Mo Beichen over and instill some correct values in him.
"Grandpa!" Two calls interrupted Old Master Xia's reverie.
Old Master Xia immediately cast a very imposing glance at Mo Beichen, then snorted and sat up straight. He just waved at Xia Weilan.
"The girl is back. Come here quickly."
Old Master Xia looked at Xia Weilan sitting beside him with some distress. Then he looked up at Mo Beichen with dissatisfaction.
Mo Beichen looked calm. A thought flashed through his dark eyes, but it was not obvious.
"Girl, has Mo Beichen bullied you?" Old Master Xia asked quickly.
"He..." Xia Weilan looked up curiously. She seemed to think seriously for a while and then said, "My husband is very good to me."
But this brief pause made Old Master Xia even more suspicious.
He knew Mo Beichen. He had always been cold and arrogant. How could he be caring?
Old Master Xia was annoyed. Seeing Mo Beichen looking like nothing had happened, he felt more and more unhappy. He suddenly stood up and said to Mo Beichen:
"You, come with me to the study."
Old Master Xia took Mo Beichen and rushed towards the study aggressively. He slammed the door shut.
After the door was closed, Old Master Xia scolded him head - on:
"If I had known you were such a brute, I wouldn't have married my granddaughter to you. My girl is still so young, and you want her to carry on the family line... Aren't you going to admit your mistake?"
The confused look in Mo Beichen's eyes instantly flashed with understanding. After Old Master Xia had said enough, he said:
"I won't force her."
"That sounds like something a decent person would say. Humph, anyway, you're not allowed to have a baby now." Old Master Xia's temper immediately subsided by half. He knew that Mo Beichen always kept his word.
Mo Beichen's forehead twitched slightly.
What kind of thing was this? He married a wife, but he wasn't even allowed to have a baby?
But who asked him to marry Xia Weilan, who was only 18 years old?
"I know what I'm doing." Mo Beichen patiently explained for the first time.
He never liked others interfering in his affairs. Being like this today already showed a great deal of tolerance.
After that, Mo Beichen didn't say anything more.
In the hall, Xia Weilan was happily scrolling through Weibo. She saw the news that the preliminary selection of the jewelry design competition of Mo Ying Group was coming to an end. There was also a list of all the contributors.
Xia Weilan scrolled through the list but didn't find her name. She couldn't help feeling confused. Clearly, in her previous life, her design had won an award. Why not this time...
"What are you looking at?" Mo Beichen sat down beside her.
Xia Weilan put away her doubts, looked up at Mo Beichen with a calm expression, and couldn't help asking:
"Has anything strange happened in the company's design competition?" For example, there were two identical manuscripts, one by Xia Weilan and the other by Lin Xuefei.
"Strange things?" Mo Beichen chewed on this sentence and then realized: "You also submitted an entry?"
Hearing this, Old Master Xia, who had just walked out, excitedly interrupted:
"Did the girl participate in the competition? Did she win an award? I know my girl's strength. Her talent even makes me admire."
Xia Weilan immediately closed her mouth awkwardly. She had this confidence, but the current situation...
"It's too early to tell." Mo Beichen came to Xia Weilan's rescue. He saw that Xia Weilan looked a little tangled.
Hearing this, Old Master Xia opened his mouth and wanted to ask something.
"Shall we take a walk in the garden?" Mo Beichen spoke first.
"Grandpa, we'll go for a walk first." Xia Weilan had questions to ask, so she immediately stood up.
In the garden.
Under the dim yellow street lamps, a man and a woman stood quietly.
"What do you mean by strange things?" Mo Beichen asked her.
"The strange thing is that I also submitted an entry, but my name is not on the list." Xia Weilan said in a flat tone.
"You don't believe me? I'll show you." Xia Weilan directly handed over the email of her submission.
Mo Beichen lowered his head. His big hand held her small hand. Looking at the screen, a faint stream of light flashed in his eyes.
"So?" Xia Weilan thought he had been looking for a long time. There was already a faint sweat on their clasped hands.
"Yeah, you did submit it." Mo Beichen finally let go of her hand lightly: "There may have been a mistake. I'll check it out."
Right in front of Xia Weilan, Mo Beichen directly made a phone call:
"Xu Wei, in this design competition, is there a design manuscript by Xia Weilan? Find it and reply to me within ten minutes."
After giving a simple instruction, Mo Beichen hung up.
"Am I pulling strings?" Xia Weilan couldn't help teasing him when she saw him being so serious.
"No." Mo Beichen was very serious. The shadow cast by his tall and imposing figure covered Xia Weilan's face, but her pupils were extremely beautiful and did not lose their luster at all.
Mo Beichen looked down at her. His breathing became a little heavy. In the backlight, a touch of indistinguishable doting flashed across his face.
Just then, Mo Beichen's phone rang. It had been less than two minutes.
"Speak." Mo Beichen didn't move. He felt the little woman in front of him suddenly raise her face, looking curious.
"Duplicate submissions?" Mo Beichen's aura suddenly turned cold and gloomy. He seemed a little unhappy.
"Yes. The two submissions were a week apart. It was Mrs. Mo... Mrs. Mo who submitted first. The people below found out and directly cancelled the qualifications of both. I just found out about it." Xu Wei's voice on the other end was tense.
This was the young mistress of Mo Ying Group. It was his subordinates who had intercepted the young mistress's manuscript. Weren't they courting death?
"Wait for my notice." Mo Beichen directly hung up the phone.
"Could it be your subordinates who intercepted my manuscript?" Xia Weilan blinked her shrewd eyes and looked a little unhappy.
"You don't seem surprised."
"Is it that one manuscript has multiple authors, and one of them is Lin Xuefei?" Xia Weilan blinked her eyes. A look of understanding and a little pride after success flashed through her eyes.
Mo Beichen didn't say anything. He just looked at her deeply, meaningfully.
The two looked at each other. They both saw the same light in each other's eyes.
Not long after, the two returned to the hall for dinner together.
During the meal, the maid in the kitchen carried a dinner and went upstairs directly. She knocked on Xia Ruolin's door.
"Miss Ruolin, it's time for dinner."
Xia Ruolin, who had been confined to her room for more than ten days, shouted impatiently: "Come in."
The maid immediately went in respectfully and put the food on the table. Just as she was about to leave, Xia Ruolin suddenly called her back:
"Come back. Don't you know I don't like this food? Make me a new one."
"Miss Ruolin, today Old Master ordered that dinner should be prepared according to the eldest miss's preference. So..."