Xia Weilan thought it was the person who came to deliver the clothes, so she quickly opened the door. But there stood Ouyang Mingqi, holding a set of evening dresses. Seeing her open the door, he directly handed the dress to her.
"There's just a dress that suits you. Put it on first."
"No need to go to the trouble. My grandfather will send someone to bring it." Xia Weilan didn't take it.
"What are you two doing?" Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached.
Mo Beichen's expression was extremely gloomy. He heard that Xia Weilan had gotten her clothes wet and rushed over in a hurry. But what he saw was Xia Weilan wearing Ouyang Mingqi's coat and looking at Ouyang Mingqi lovingly at the door of the room.
Impulse overcame reason. Mo Beichen directly threw a punch at Ouyang Mingqi, but Ouyang Mingqi quickly intercepted it.
"Mr. Mo, I have no ill intentions." Ouyang Mingqi took two steps back.
"Miss Xia, I've delivered the dress. I'll take my leave first." In the heat of the moment, Ouyang Mingqi had directly stuffed the dress into Xia Weilan's hands. Now, without hesitation, he left right after saying that.
He couldn't afford to provoke Mo Beichen at this moment.
Xia Weilan was a bit dazed by this sudden change. Just as she came to her senses, she felt a tight grip on her wrist and was directly pulled into the room.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang" as the door was slammed shut, as if hitting her heart.
Mo Beichen's gloomy gaze swept across her wrist and he noticed that she was still tightly holding the dress.
"Please listen to my explanation..." Xia Weilan opened her mouth and finally thought of something to say.
But Mo Beichen directly grabbed the dress and threw it into the trash can fiercely. Then he turned around and pressed her heavily against the wall. His voice was filled with anger:
"Have I starved you or left you short of clothes? You just accept whatever others give you?"
Mo Beichen's cold eyes then fell on the coat on Xia Weilan's body. It looked extremely jarring to him. He abruptly turned her around, yanked the coat off and threw it on the ground. Then he pressed against her back and said:
"Aren't you even bothered by the dirt!"
Xia Weilan blinked her innocent eyes. She couldn't see Mo Beichen's eyes that were as dangerous as a Siberian snow wolf's at this moment, but she was slightly trembling because of the fierce aura emanating from him.
"Let me go first!" Xia Weilan pleaded.
Mo Beichen squinted his eyes and directly pushed her into the bathroom:
"Clean the smell off your body before you talk to me!"
The bathroom door was slammed shut. Mo Beichen strode over and sat down on the sofa. His hawk - like eyes stared at the bathroom. He just felt extremely irritated all over.
Before long, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
While washing herself, Xia Weilan secretly cursed Mo Beichen for being unreasonable. It was just a dress. In that situation, she couldn't very well refuse it.
Moreover, she herself also found Ouyang Mingqi's smell disgusting. Even without Mo Beichen saying so, she would have cleaned herself up.
"Bang, bang, bang." There was a knock on the door.
"Miss, the clothes are here."
Mo Beichen opened the door with a cold face. When he saw that it was someone from Old Master Xia who had sent the clothes, his expression softened a bit.
After closing the door and calming down, Mo Beichen just remembered that Old Master Xia had said that he would send someone to take Xia Weilan to the room and arrange for someone to bring the clothes.
It seemed that Ouyang Mingqi had come uninvited. This matter really couldn't be blamed on Xia Weilan.
But just thinking about the fact that Xia Weilan had been wearing Ouyang Mingqi's coat, Mo Beichen couldn't control the discomfort in his heart.
"Put on the clothes." Mo Beichen stood at the door with a cold voice.
"Give them to me." Xia Weilan opened the door a tiny crack and stretched out a fair and delicate hand. She groped around blindly for a couple of times, inadvertently showing her fair and rounded shoulders. The enticing curves of her body were faintly visible.
Mo Beichen's eyes darkened, but he still handed the clothes to her hand.
That delicate hand grabbed the clothes and quickly retracted like an agile rabbit. Then the door closed again.
Mo Beichen stood at the door, feeling parched. There were also rustling sounds from inside the door that were quite arousing.
Mo Beichen reached out and grasped the doorknob, but didn't move.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
"Husband~" Xia Weilan looked at him uneasily with her red - rimmed eyes:
"Please listen to my explanation. I..."
"Are you clean?" Mo Beichen clasped his hands behind his back, tightly clenching them. With a straight - faced expression, he interrupted her.
"I'm clean." Xia Weilan blurted out subconsciously. Her voice was extremely gentle, almost like a coquettish plea.
Mo Beichen clenched the hands behind his back a few more times.
Seeing that Mo Beichen still seemed angry, Xia Weilan couldn't help but reach out and grab his arm. In a charming voice, she said:
"Husband, I didn't do it on purpose. I really don't like Ouyang Mingqi. In fact, I even hate him."
That soft and charming voice was like a siren's call to Mo Beichen.
He was dying to have her right then.
But he couldn't...
"Let's go." Mo Beichen abruptly opened the door and directly pulled Xia Weilan out.
In the hall, it was already bustling with activity.
Mo Beichen and Xia Weilan appeared one after the other. Old Master Mo immediately announced that Xia Weilan would dance the opening dance of the evening.
Just as Xia Weilan stood still, she suddenly saw Mo Beichen reach out his hand to her. That big hand had distinct joints and was powerful, just as strong and reliable as Mo Beichen himself.
Xia Weilan couldn't help but look up at Mo Beichen's handsome face. Under the light, his features were even more three - dimensional and profound. Although he was expressionless at the moment, there was a hint of sincerity in his eyes.
Xia Weilan, who had been a bit moody just now, suddenly let go of her petty emotions.
She almost forgot that Mo Beichen was like this. Although he seemed unapproachable on the surface, in fact, he was a soft - hearted young man inside.
So what if he was a bit of a male chauvinist.
"Mo Beichen." Xia Weilan reached out her hand and he tightly grasped it.
The melodious melody started. Mo Beichen pulled Xia Weilan directly onto the dance floor.
"Xia Weilan, remember, you're my wife."
Taking advantage of a lull, Mo Beichen suddenly whispered this in her ear.
The voice was ethereal, like a dream. It seemed to have never existed in the melodious music.
But Xia Weilan heard it clearly.
When the dance was over, applause erupted throughout the hall.
Others also slid onto the dance floor with their dance partners.
Mo Beichen took Xia Weilan to a corner. He let go of her hand and looked at her meaningfully, but didn't say much.
"Husband, did you just say that I'm your wife? I know. I'm your Mrs. Mo." Xia Weilan took the opportunity to bring up this matter, not allowing him to act like he didn't know.
"If you want to be Mrs. Mo, you still have a lot of room for improvement." Mo Beichen deliberately showed a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"I will study hard." Xia Weilan quickly whispered: "Husband, teach me."
Actually, Xia Weilan thought that Mo Beichen in this life had improved a lot compared to Mo Beichen in her previous life.
In her previous life, Mo Beichen was moody. He often had a cold face and looked like he didn't want anyone to get close to him.
Mo Beichen's dark eyes were as deep as the night - time sea. Seeing her sincere eyes, his heart skipped a beat, but he didn't say a word.
She was still young. There were many things. He was afraid that it would be very difficult for her when he taught her.