In the evening, Xia Weilan returned to the Xia family's old mansion. Seeing that Grandpa Xia was in a poor mental state, she felt down as well.
Over the next three days, Xia Weilan stayed at the Xia family's old mansion every night, chatting with Grandpa Xia to relieve his boredom.
"Weilan girl, tell me the truth. How are you and Beichen doing now? Have you had a fight?" Grandpa Xia couldn't help feeling suspicious when he saw Xia Weilan staying at the old mansion for so many days in a row.
"Grandpa, Beichen and I are doing great," Xia Weilan said casually while massaging Grandpa Xia's shoulders. "I'm just afraid you'll be too bored, so I want to spend more time with you. And it's the weekend tomorrow. I'll accompany you out to relax."
Xia Weilan's massage was just right. Every place she massaged made Grandpa Xia can't help but relax. In fact, Grandpa Xia's complexion had improved a lot in the past few days.
Xia Ruolin was standing on the second floor. Seeing Xia Weilan trying to please Grandpa Xia, she couldn't help feeling jealous and resentful.
She knew that Xia Weilan was good at pleasing the old man. She didn't expect that Xia Weilan would go to such lengths this time and stay for three consecutive days without getting bored.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Xia Ruolin walked downstairs and sat opposite Grandpa Xia. She couldn't help but also wanted to please the old man and compete with Xia Weilan.
The other day, in a fit of anger, she had spoken ill of Xia Weilan. In the past few days, Grandpa Xia had not looked happy when seeing her. After thinking for a while, Xia Ruolin pretended to be harmonious and smiled at Xia Weilan:
"Sister, are you tired from massaging? How about I take over?"
Xia Ruolin took Xia Weilan's place. Her tone was much softer than usual. "Grandpa, is this strength okay?"
Grandpa Xia nodded faintly, but he still thought Xia Weilan's massage was more comfortable.
After massaging a few times, Xia Ruolin felt her hands getting sore. Finally, she managed to massage a few more times without much strength and then stopped.
"Just now I was telling Grandpa that I'm going to take him out to relax," Xia Weilan said meaningfully as she looked at Xia Ruolin's delicate makeup.
Xia Ruolin pretended to be surprised. "Where is Grandpa going? I also want to accompany Grandpa."
"It's nothing. Just listening to opera and drinking tea. Does Ruolin have an interest in this too?" Xia Weilan taunted meaningfully as soon as Xia Ruolin finished speaking.
"Hehe," Xia Ruolin's expression immediately froze. A look of disgust flashed across her face, but she quickly regained her composure and said casually, "I happen to have an appointment tomorrow. I'll accompany Grandpa another day. Whenever Grandpa wants to go again, just call me."
Xia Weilan didn't comment. She knew exactly what Xia Ruolin was thinking.
Grandpa Xia also knew Xia Ruolin well. He knew she was just making an excuse and didn't say much.
"Grandpa, I still have something to do. I'll leave first. I won't have dinner at home," Xia Ruolin said. Feeling bored, she quickly stood up and left the house in her fancy clothes.
In the evening, Mo Beichen called Xia Weilan and asked when she would return to the Splendid Royal Court. To his surprise, Xia Weilan said she was going to accompany Grandpa Xia to relax tomorrow and wanted to stay for a few more days.
Mo Beichen paused for a moment. He didn't urge her and just hung up the phone.
Xia Weilan put away her phone. After washing up, she lay in bed feeling a bit disappointed. She actually hoped that Mo Beichen wouldn't be so magnanimous, but unexpectedly, he was still as calm and self - controlled as ever. He neither urged her nor had too many opinions.
However, the next morning, just as Xia Weilan and Grandpa Xia were walking out of the hall, they saw Mo Beichen walking towards them with steady steps.
"Beichen, why are you here so early? Come in and sit down," Grandpa Xia said in surprise. He didn't expect Mo Beichen to come to the Xia family so early.
Mo Beichen stopped beside Xia Weilan and then politely said to Grandpa Xia, "Grandpa, I'll go out with Weilan to accompany you."
Even though Grandpa Xia had seen a lot in his life, he couldn't help feeling pleasantly surprised. "Good, good, good. Beichen, you're so considerate."
In Grandpa Xia's view, although Mo Beichen was his grandson - in - law, Mo Beichen was always busy with business. He originally only hoped to see him occasionally. He didn't expect Mo Beichen to be so caring and personally accompany an old man like him.
Xia Weilan looked at Mo Beichen in surprise. Although Mo Beichen was still wearing a well - tailored suit, his expression was extremely relaxed. At this moment, the three of them standing together looked like a harmonious family.
Soon, Mo Beichen drove them to a restaurant for morning tea and then took them to a theater to listen to opera.
On the stage, the actors were singing Peking Opera in an enchanting tone. Off the stage, Grandpa Xia was sitting on a rosewood soft chair with a smile on his face, looking energetic.
Xia Weilan had been listening carefully to the opera and could barely understand some of it. At this moment, a long and slender hand suddenly reached out. Under the cover of their clothes, his fingertips touched the back of Xia Weilan's hand.
Xia Weilan stopped and slowly looked up at Mo Beichen. She saw him glance at her expressionlessly and then his fingertips separated hers. His five fingers intertwined with hers.
Xia Weilan's eyebrows twitched, and her ears immediately turned red. She subconsciously looked at Grandpa Xia, and her eyes flickered like a thief.
Grandpa Xia seemed to notice nothing and still stared at the stage intently, not even glancing at the two beside him.
Xia Weilan breathed a sigh of relief, but then she found that Mo Beichen had leaned towards her at some point. His warm breath sprayed on her ear as he whispered,
"Mrs. Mo, are you going back with me today?"
These days when Mo Beichen returned to the Splendid Royal Court, he always felt that the whole villa was empty. Without the mistress, it seemed to suddenly become cold. But he knew that Xia Weilan was filial. Grandpa Xia had just reunited with Xia Weilan not long ago, and then Xia Weilan got married into the Mo family. So he had endured these days.
But he overestimated his own endurance after all. Yesterday when he heard on the phone that Xia Weilan was going to stay longer, he had been so restless that he couldn't sleep all night. He drove to the Xia family early in the morning.
Xia Weilan's eyes widened in surprise. She didn't expect Mo Beichen to come to urge her today. Her heart skipped a beat. She softened her tone and whispered, "Yes, I'll go back today."
Mo Beichen was satisfied with the answer. He felt much more comfortable. He paused and then sat up straight again, but his hand still held her small hand, warmly covering it.
Because of the occasional little movements of his hand, Xia Weilan was in a mess. Although she seemed to be listening to the opera attentively, in fact, she couldn't listen to anything. All she could think about was Mo Beichen.
She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Grandpa Xia seemed to have turned around and glanced at them. But when she looked over, she saw that Grandpa Xia still maintained the previous posture, as if he hadn't moved at all.