Chapter 153: No Will Left

Mo Beichen had been staying by her bedside all the time. Frowning, his deep eyes were fixed on her. There was a strange feeling in his heart, which made him a bit scared.

When Xia Weilan woke up again, she found herself lying in the hospital. There was a drip hanging on her, and she felt extremely weak and uncomfortable.

She supported her forehead and sat up straight. Looking at the handsome but somewhat tired face that immediately leaned over, she heard a voice say:

"You're awake!"

Xia Weilan looked at Mo Beichen and then glanced around. Her mind was in a complete mess. She asked in surprise, "What's wrong with me?"

"You had a high fever. It just went down." Mo Beichen had been carefully observing Xia Weilan's complexion.

"Okay." Xia Weilan replied indifferently.

Just when Mo Beichen thought Xia Weilan was okay, she suddenly turned around, frowned at him, and widened her eyes. "Where's my grandpa?"

A tinge of pain flashed across Mo Beichen's heart. "Weilan, the deceased is gone. The living still have to go on with their lives. You..."

Xia Weilan let out a heavy sigh, as if all her strength had been drained away again. She leaned against the bedside and buried herself in her arms without saying a word.

In her previous life, the incident of the old master being drugged and passing away had dealt her quite a blow.

In this life, she thought she could stay by the old master's side to protect him well. But unexpectedly, an accident still took him away.

Was this a punishment for her?

A punishment for her stupidity in her previous life?

"Take this medicine first and calm down for a while." Mo Beichen held out a pill to her lips.

"What kind of medicine is it?"

"It's a mental medicine. It can calm you down." Mo Beichen said softly.

Hearing this, Xia Weilan was silent for a while. She drank some water and took the medicine. Soon she calmed down again and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already evening.

"Have something to eat." Mo Beichen had been staying in the hospital without taking off his clothes to take care of her.

A tinge of touch welled up in Xia Weilan's heart. She didn't want to worry Mo Beichen anymore, so she obediently ate the meal.

"Have you investigated how my grandpa had the car accident?" Xia Weilan looked at him calmly.

"The driver was drunk driving. He has already confessed." Mo Beichen said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Xia Weilan fell silent again.

Just then, Mo Beichen's phone rang. It was Xu Wei calling.

"Mr. Mo, in a while, Mr. Xia will be cremated. Is the young mistress awake?" Xu Wei asked.

"She's awake. We'll be there soon." Mo Beichen hung up the phone and took Xia Weilan out of the hospital.

The crematorium.

It was located in a desolate area.

All the way, Mo Beichen drove in silence. Xia Weilan looked at the desolate scenery in the distance. Her heart felt cold. Suddenly, she said:

"I know that everyone will die someday. I just didn't expect it to be so sudden."

Mo Beichen reached out a hand and held her cold wrist, silently comforting her.

In the crematorium, Xia Ruolin's family and the Second Master Xia were all there.

When they saw Xia Weilan appear, they immediately looked displeased.

The Second Master Xia sneered, "Those who don't know might think you're not a granddaughter of the Xia family. You just show up now."

Xia Weilan didn't say anything. She just walked over. She knew that only Xia Mei was truly heart - broken about the old master's passing, so she walked to Xia Mei's side.

Xia Mei sighed. She could see that Xia Weilan had become much thinner and haggard. So she said gently, "It's good that you're here. Go and take a last look at the old master."

Xia Weilan nodded. She walked to the old master's side. The old master had been made up and was dressed very decently, still showing the dignity he had when he was alive.

Xia Weilan said calmly, "Grandpa, I've come to see you. Don't worry. I'll manage the company well and won't let you down."

Hearing this, a sneer flashed across Xia Ruolin's eyes behind her.

The Second Master Xia looked at Xia Weilan disapprovingly.

"Okay, okay. You've said what you need to say. Don't miss the time." Xue Zhiqing waved his hand impatiently and said to the staff.

The staff took the old master in as a matter of routine.

Xia Weilan felt a warmth suddenly come up behind her. It was Mo Beichen who had put his arm around her.

Soon, the staff came out again and said to the people outside, "Who among you wants to go in and help put the ashes into the urn?"

Hearing this, Xia Ruolin immediately hid behind Xia Mei. She looked very reluctant. The Second Master Xia also pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I'll go!" Xia Weilan stepped forward and walked in.

Xia Mei looked at her daughter. She originally wanted her to go in, but seeing her look so evasive, considering that the little girl was inevitably scared of such things, she had to go in herself.

In the room, Mo Beichen followed Xia Weilan. He watched her silently pick up the shovel and put the ashes into the urn. Throughout the process, Mo Beichen half - hugged her.

Xia Mei, on the other hand, was alone, silently repeating the work in her hands.

Suddenly, the two women looked up and glanced at each other. They got silent comfort from each other and then lowered their heads again.

"Okay." Xia Weilan put down the shovel. She watched Xia Mei carry the urn out and followed her out.

Outside, Xia Ruolin had been waiting impatiently. When she saw them come out, she immediately urged, "Hurry up and go back."

That night.

Xia Weilan and Mo Beichen returned to the Splendid Royal Mansion. Aunt Tian had prepared a table full of dishes, but Xia Weilan hardly ate anything.

"For the next few days, the ashes will be placed in the mourning hall for people to pay their respects. After three days, they will be buried." Mo Beichen explained.

"Okay, I know." After finishing the meal, Xia Weilan suddenly said, "I'll go back to the Xia Mansion to live tonight."

"It's too late now. You can go there tomorrow." Mo Beichen said tenderly.

But Xia Weilan shook her head. "I want to stay by grandpa's side."

Mo Beichen had no choice but to agree with her. He said, "Then eat well first. I'll take you there later."

Xia Weilan silently took a few more mouthfuls of food.

"Did the old master say how the company should be distributed before he passed away?" Mo Beichen suddenly asked carefully. He had been wanting to ask this question for a long time.

"Grandpa didn't leave a will." Xia Weilan said immediately.

Mo Beichen was silent for a while. Suddenly, he sighed. Thinking of those people in the Xia family who were eyeing the company covetously, he said straightforwardly, "Xia Ruolin and the Second Master Xia won't give up the company's shares. They may take some actions recently."

"I just want to bury grandpa properly first. As for other things, as long as they don't force me, I don't want to care about them for now." Xia Weilan said softly.

"Okay. Then I'll stay with you in the Xia Mansion tonight. Besides, I'll ask An Shan to protect you all the time."

After Mo Beichen finished speaking, the two of them fell silent again.

The air seemed to easily become desolate, quiet and dull.

The Xia Mansion.

The old master's mourning hall was placed in the main hall.

When Xia Ruolin passed by, seeing the black - and - white photo of the old master, she couldn't help but feel scared and walked quickly upstairs.

Just then, the Second Master Xia suddenly called out to her, "Wait a minute."