Liu Yinyin recuperated in the hospital for a few days. But illnesses always heal. Once she was discharged, she had to go back to the old mansion and continue kneeling.
"Grandpa, I promise I won't cause trouble again." Liu Yinyin voluntarily knelt in the ancestral hall and obediently said to the old man.
Liu Yinyin not only said so but also did so. For the remaining days, she came with a dejected look every day and was carried out with numb legs and feet.
Such a pathetic sight even made the servants, who had been bullied by Liu Yinyin for a long time, feel greatly relieved.
While Liu Yinyin was living such a hard life, Xia Weilan was leisurely going to the movies with Mo Beichen.
Xia Weilan was forcefully dragged by Mo Beichen to the back - row couple's seats.
Xia Weilan twitched the corner of her mouth. What was Han Yishi thinking? He actually chose the most secluded couple's seats in the back for them.
The lights in the cinema dimmed. Xia Weilan moved her hand and found that Mo Beichen had no intention of letting go. Finally, she had no choice but to let him hold it.
When the wealthy professor played by Han Yishi first appeared, the girls in the cinema let out excited screams. The sound almost startled Xia Weilan.
"So handsome!"
"My goodness, every frame is like a wallpaper."
The only quiet ones in the whole theater were Xia Weilan and Mo Beichen sitting in the most secluded corner of the back row.
Mo Beichen subconsciously glanced at Xia Weilan's profile. Her expression was calm, and her beautiful lips were slightly pursed.
Hearing the screams around, Xia Weilan raised her eyebrows.
The next second, the hand holding hers tightened a bit. Mo Beichen's voice came from beside her, with an unreadable tone: "What? Do you think he's good - looking too?"
Xia Weilan blurted out, "No one is as good - looking as you."
As soon as the words were out, Xia Weilan almost bit her own tongue. She secretly glanced at Mo Beichen and found that the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He seemed to think seriously for a while and then nodded in satisfaction: "You're right."
The juice Xia Weilan had just drunk almost sprayed out.
Who on earth would boast so seriously about themselves?
Xia Weilan withdrew her gaze and looked at the movie again. In just this short while, she had missed some parts of the plot. It took her a long time to figure out what had happened.
Mo Beichen, on the other hand, had no intention of watching the movie. His eyes kept sizing up Xia Weilan's face from time to time.
He was already annoyed enough seeing Han Yishi's face on a daily basis. Of course, he had no interest in watching his movie now.
After watching for a while, Xia Weilan suddenly felt a finger moving back and forth on her wrist.
It was Mo Beichen, who was a bit bored, trying to get her attention.
Xia Weilan's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but squeeze Mo Beichen's hand hard. Sure enough, he stopped moving.
But soon, her hand started to itch again. Xia Weilan couldn't help but look at Mo Beichen: "If you don't want to watch, you can leave!"
Mo Beichen gave her a helpless look and said, "Give me your drink."
"Here you are." In order to make him behave, Xia Weilan didn't even think and handed him the half - drunk juice.
The next second, he directly lowered his head, gently pursed his thin lips on the straw, took a sip, and then looked up at the big screen as if nothing had happened.
Xia Weilan's heart skipped a beat. Only then did she realize that Mo Beichen had just drunk from the same straw as her.
Her face instantly flushed red. For the rest of the movie, she felt strange.
In short, she was extremely embarrassed.
The blushing Xia Weilan didn't notice that, where she couldn't see, Mo Beichen raised his long eyebrows. His whole body exuded a masculine charm, and his eyes looking at her were full of possessiveness.
Just as the fans' screams for Han Yishi rang out again, Xia Weilan didn't have time to react. Mo Beichen suddenly leaned over, pressed her wrist, and kissed her lips.
Xia Weilan widened her eyes and saw his long, thick eyebrows and a pair of dark eyes like an abyss. In an instant, she was surrounded by his strong aura.
She was in a daze, looking a bit like a helpless prey.
Mo Beichen naturally wasn't polite. Before she could come to her senses, he kissed her and pulled her into his arms.
When Xia Weilan finally reacted, she was already leaning on his chest, looking like a gentle little bird.
The hand around her waist was like an iron wall, not allowing her to break free.
Xia Weilan moved her body. A low, magnetic voice came from above her head hoarsely: "Do you want to watch the movie or continue to be kissed? You choose."
Xia Weilan didn't dare to move anymore. If she moved again, Mo Beichen would surely take it as an invitation and kiss her again.
Mo Beichen felt the warmth in his arms. He silently lowered his head and saw her already rosy lips and blushing cheeks. A warm feeling instantly slipped through his heart.
Just like this, until the movie ended, the two still maintained the hugging position. It wasn't until the lights in the cinema finally came on that Xia Weilan got up from her seat shyly and pulled Mo Beichen out.
"I have a gift for you." Mo Beichen followed her out, in a great mood.
Sure enough, Xia Weilan curiously looked back and slowed down: "What is it?"
There were many couples coming and going nearby. Some were holding flowers in their hands, and some were clutching plush toys. Couples walked hand in hand, looking happy.
Mo Beichen saw the slightly shining look in Xia Weilan's eyes and said mysteriously, "I'll tell you when we get back."
Xia Weilan became even more curious. She wondered why Mo Beichen seemed to have a higher emotional quotient. She felt that she couldn't handle him.
Just like this, she was sent back to the Jinxiu Yuting by Mo Beichen. When they reached the hall, Xia Weilan couldn't help but widen her eyes and look at Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen took out a document and directly handed it to Xia Weilan.
Xia Weilan opened it curiously, thinking that Mo Beichen might be giving her a property or something.
"How did you do it?" Even though Xia Weilan had thought of many possibilities, when she saw the document in front of her, she couldn't help but cover her lips and let out a soft exclamation.
"I said I would help you take back the Xia Corporation," Mo Beichen said in a low voice.
Yes, what was in front of Xia Weilan was 55% of the shares of the Xia Corporation.
It was clearly written on the white paper.
But to acquire so many shares, Mo Beichen must have spent a lot of money.
Xia Weilan felt that the document in her hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Finally, she could only seriously look at Mo Beichen and say, "Thank you."
Xia Weilan didn't expect that Mo Beichen had been quietly doing all these things. To acquire so many shares, he must have spent a lot of effort.
"But I have a condition," Mo Beichen suddenly said seriously, looking straight at her.
"What is it?" she asked.
"The condition is that from today on, you let me sleep in the bedroom again." Mo Beichen's eyes became a bit deep. He had been sleeping in the guest room for a week.
He didn't sleep well every night, and he felt uncomfortable.
"Okay," Xia Weilan pretended to be proud and looked at him. The corner of her mouth twitched, revealing her delicate and white teeth, which were dazzling.
From then on, the two finally made up.
The night was as cool as water, but the study was as warm as spring.
Xia Weilan was buried in front of the computer, designing the jewelry to be jointly launched with Z during the New Year's Day.
Mo Beichen was dealing with company documents on one side.
Time passed by second by second.
Maybe she was too tired from being busy. Xia Weilan felt that her shoulders were a bit sore. The next second, a warm palm landed on her shoulders and gently massaged them: "Haven't you finished designing yet?"
"I've already finished. I just made the final adjustments. I can send it tomorrow," Xia Weilan breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that Mo Beichen's strength was just right and couldn't help but close her eyes comfortably.
The next second, Xia Weilan felt her body being picked up around the waist: "Since you've finished, isn't it time to rest?"
The ambiguous breath sprayed on Xia Weilan's skin.