Mo Beichen carried the shopping bags into the car first.
Xia Weilan, however, saw Liu Yinyin striding straight towards her.
"Weilan, how can you still have the mood to go shopping? I heard you're being ostracized at school. I think you should just quit school and be a rich lady. After all, you're just a tool for the Mo family to carry on the lineage. Why bother with your studies?"
"What did you say!" Xia Weilan wondered what tricks Liu Yinyin was up to this time.
"I'm saying you should focus on being a wife and mother. Leave the work and career to men." Liu Yinyin deliberately goaded her because she knew how much Xia Weilan valued her studies.
"Are you done? If so, I'll leave." Xia Weilan ignored her remarks.
Liu Yinyin stamped her foot in anger and immediately blocked her way. "I feel sorry for you. I think you either drop out of school and focus on having children or have an abortion. There's no other way."
Mo Beichen, standing behind them, suddenly stopped in his tracks upon hearing this. He subconsciously looked at Xia Weilan's back, eager to know what she was thinking.
"Your purpose is to persuade me to have an abortion, isn't it?" Xia Weilan calmly looked at her.
Liu Yinyin showed no sign of guilt and looked quite self - assured. "I'm just thinking about you."
"Thanks, but no thanks." Xia Weilan turned around and left.
By the time Xia Weilan reached the parking lot, Mo Beichen was already waiting there, looking calm.
Mo Beichen was a bit worried. He was afraid Xia Weilan might have the idea of having an abortion again, so he said proactively, "I know what happened to you at school. I've talked to the principal. As long as you don't affect your studies, you can continue going to school in the first three or four months when you don't show your pregnancy."
After that, even if the school was willing to let Xia Weilan attend, Mo Beichen wouldn't bear to let her run around with a big belly.
"Really? That's great!" Xia Weilan said in surprise.
Seeing her reaction, Mo Beichen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Xia Weilan had no intention of having an abortion.
The incident of Liu Yinyin blocking Xia Weilan in the mall was immediately reported to Mo Donglin.
"Did she meet Mo Beichen?" Mo Donglin asked specifically.
"No, the young mistress just talked to Xia Weilan for a while. Then she bought some clothes and didn't do anything else," the bodyguard reported on the other end.
"That's good," Mo Donglin said.
In the past few days, Mo Donglin didn't let Liu Yinyin go to work. He asked her to rest at home just to keep her away from Mo Beichen.
Mo Donglin himself was not idle either. He had been secretly meeting with the bosses he had cooperated with before, asking them not to cooperate with Mo Ying Group anymore. He also informed Mo Ying Group that they would only do business with him.
In this way, Mo Donglin thought he would soon be invited back to Mo Ying Group.
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.
During these half - months, Xia Weilan devoted herself to the design project. She was eager to launch a special design, something so special that it could lead the trend. But the more impatient she was and the more she wanted to achieve something before taking a break from school, the less inspiration she had.
The desk was littered with crumpled papers. Xia Weilan rubbed her temples and simply put down her pen.
"What's wrong? Not going smoothly?" As soon as Mo Beichen walked in and saw Xia Weilan looking so discouraged, he couldn't help but massage her shoulders.
"Don't push yourself too hard," Mo Beichen reminded her, considering there was a baby in her belly.
"I know. I'm just a bit anxious," Xia Weilan closed her eyes.
"How about I take you out for a relaxation this weekend? Maybe when you relax, inspiration will come," Mo Beichen suggested.
"Shall we take Xiaochun with us?" Xia Weilan just remembered that she had somewhat neglected Xiaochun. After all, Xiaochun was so well - behaved, never making a fuss or disturbing her while she was studying.
It was time to take Xiaochun out for a good relaxation.
"Sure. I'll do as you say," Mo Beichen replied.
On the weekend, when Xiaochun heard that he was going on a trip with Xia Weilan and Mo Beichen, his eyes sparkled with excitement.
This time, Mo Beichen drove a recreational vehicle and took the whole family on a self - driving tour. They planned a two - day route. First, they would camp by the sea for one night, and then go to the prairie to watch the animals.
On this evening, Xiaochun was running on the beach. He curiously caught a crab from the sand and showed it to Xia Weilan. "Mommy, look, there's a little baby here too."
After saying that, Xiaochun put the crab on the ground and watched it slowly blend into the sand and disappear.
"Hey, it's so strange," Xiaochun was extremely surprised. "It was just here a moment ago."
Looking at Xiaochun's innocent and confused look, Xia Weilan wanted to explain to him that it was because their colors were similar, so it was hard to tell them apart. But before she could say a word, her eyes lit up. A flash of inspiration suddenly came to her mind. The inspiration she had been longing for finally showed up at this moment.
That night, Xiaochun couldn't wait to scribble on the draft paper and designed a new product.
"This time, I want to use the beach as the theme. The most precious things are always hidden in the most ordinary things. This time, I want to use similar colors to hide the pearls, making them barely visible. And..."
Xia Weilan couldn't help but share her new idea with Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen listened quietly. Looking at Xia Weilan's star - like eyes, he thought that Xia Weilan was the most important pearl in the world. Fortunately, he had found her.
On the same night.
Liu Yinyin finally waited for the once - a - week family reunion dinner.
But after waiting for a long time, Liu Yinyin didn't see Mo Beichen come. She couldn't help but secretly ask the aunt in the kitchen, "Aunt Lin, how many people's meals did you prepare tonight?"
"Only the old master, the eldest young master, and the eldest young mistress are coming for dinner tonight," Aunt Lin replied truthfully.
"How come? Aren't Beichen and Weilan coming for dinner?" Liu Yinyin asked again.
"Oh, they've gone on a trip as a family. They said they wouldn't come for dinner early on."
Liu Yinyin was extremely jealous. A family trip?
Why was Mo Beichen so good to Xia Weilan?
Even that little burden was there. Why didn't he invite her along?
At least she was more energetic than Xia Weilan, better at livening up the atmosphere, and much more charming.
Fortunately, Mo Donglin didn't know what Liu Yinyin was thinking at this time.
At this moment, Mo Donglin was chatting with the old master in the study.
"Grandpa, I want to go back to the company. Grandpa, I'm not doing this for myself. You know that I was in charge of many projects before. No matter how capable Beichen is, he only knows the surface of these projects. I'm the one who knows the most about the main details. Grandpa, I want to go back and help the company," Mo Donglin said neither overbearingly nor humbly.
The old master had also heard about the company's setbacks in projects in the past few days. "You're right. Well, go back to the company tomorrow. But remember, don't make any more mistakes."
"Yes, Grandpa."
Liu Yinyin was sitting on the sofa. Looking up, she saw Mo Donglin supporting the old master's hand and helping him downstairs.
The old master looked amiable.
Liu Yinyin was suspicious. Wasn't Mo Donglin disliked by the old master before? Why were they suddenly so harmonious?
During the meal, the old master said to Liu Yinyin, "Donglin will return to the company tomorrow. You go there to help too."
"What? Donglin is going back to the company?" Liu Yinyin was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped.
"Do you have to be so excited?" Mo Donglin glanced at her casually.
Realizing she had overreacted, Liu Yinyin immediately put away her surprised expression and replied obediently, "Yes, I understand."
If so, she could go back to the company again tomorrow. Wouldn't that mean she could see Mo Beichen again?
Seeing the calculating look on Liu Yinyin's face, Mo Donglin couldn't help but frown. "Yinyin, go to the kitchen and help serve the dishes. It's time for dinner."
"What?" Liu Yinyin thought she had misheard.
"Do I have to say it a second time?" Mo Donglin warned.
"Yes." Liu Yinyin had no choice but to stand up from the sofa and reluctantly walked into the kitchen. Soon she came out with a tray and placed the dishes on the table.