After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 56

Grandpa?

Xia Shishi looked at her phone. She hadn’t heard wrong, had she? Wen Jiao definitely called him Grandpa just now, right?

She crept closer, and only then did she notice the “In Call” indicator at the top of the phone screen. Xia Shishi instantly felt her breathing hitch, and she didn’t know where to put her hands or feet.

This feeling was even more nerve-wracking than facing Wen Jiao’s parents, perhaps because she had heard so much about how the Old Master of the Wen family doted on Wen Jiao.

Compared to Wen Jiao’s parents, Wen Jiao’s grandfather clearly felt more like a true family member.

So, this kind of embarrassing situation in front of an elder made Xia Shishi hold her breath in a panic.

The Wen family had many members.

Including Wen Jiao’s aunt, whom she had seen at the engagement banquet.

They could be categorized as: Wen Jiao’s Grandpa, Wen Jiao’s Aunt, Wen Jiao’s Father, and then his two younger brothers.

Currently, Wen Jiao’s father was the most likely candidate to inherit the Wen Group.

The second and third uncles were also eyeing the position, and even the aunt who had squeezed her way into the company had not given up.

Xia Shishi had already offended the second uncle’s branch at the engagement banquet, so there was no need to worry about them now—they were basically estranged forever. She hadn’t met the third uncle’s side yet, and Xia Shishi didn’t look forward to it at all.

Based on the discussion between Xia Shishi and Wen Jiao:

Once this month passed, Wen Jiao would resign from the company and move to the Old Master’s house to rest and recuperate.

It was scheduled for next week, quite soon.

This was also the time when Wei Xixue was scheduled to come and treat Wen Jiao.

Xia Shishi did her best to steady herself and followed up with a greeting: “Grandpa, it’s me!”

“…”

Wen Jiao inadvertently glanced at her.

Xia Shishi’s face flushed.

Wen Jiao’s lips curved into a slight, distinct smile: “Feeling warm?”

Xia Shishi: “I… No.”

“I just have capillary dilation, which leads to flushing.” It absolutely wasn’t a blush caused by emotional factors.

The Old Master Wen’s laughter sounded from the phone: “Alright, alright, I know it’s her.”

The Grandpa’s voice sounded robust and capable, like he could live for another fifty years.

“Shishi, right? Take a look at your phone,” Grandpa told Xia Shishi to check the family chat group.

It turned out that the red packet Xia Shishi had sent had already been replied to.

The family group had over twenty people, a sign of a thriving family.

Apart from Xia Shishi and the Grandpa, everyone else was properly labeled with their names, including Wen Jiao’s aunt, Wen Yingtong, who was the first to grab the red packet.

It was another 200 yuan red packet.

The chat content showed that after someone expressed confusion, Wen Jiao’s aunt stepped in to explain.

Wen Yingtong: “Wen Jiao’s fiancée, Xia Shishi. I just ran into her at the company, so I added her to the group.”

The group fell silent for quite a while.

A fiancée… she certainly counted as a member of the Wen family, but they weren’t married yet, so joining the group seemed a bit premature.

Wen Jiao herself hadn’t added her, and Wen Jiao’s aunt doing it seemed subtlety provocative.

Then, Wen Jiao’s mother claimed a red packet and sent Xia Shishi a large red packet via transfer privately, along with a welcoming message.

The atmosphere then became more relaxed.

Soon, Old Master Wen sent another red packet.

The group was quickly flooded with red packets, as several elders sent them out. Xia Shishi had been too focused on figuring out how to talk to Grandpa and hadn’t noticed the activity.

Now, seeing the screen full of red packets, Xia Shishi looked at Wen Jiao: “Can I claim them?”

Wen Jiao: “…Go ahead.”

Xia Shishi tapped on them one by one.

Her cash balance instantly became a seven-figure sum.

At this moment, the aunt whom Xia Shishi had previously clashed with, the second uncle’s wife, tagged Wen Jiao’s aunt in the group, asking for her red packet in a tone that was superficially joking but actually looking for trouble.

Wen Jiao’s aunt responded with a screenshot.

“The family group is so lively…” Xia Shishi didn’t say anything in the group other than sending and claiming red packets.

After watching the excitement for a while, she exclaimed with emotion.

Wen Jiao still hadn’t hung up the call, and the Old Master heard her remark: “A big family is lively. When are you two going to move in so I can have some excitement too?”

Xia Shishi smiled, pursing her lips: “Soon, Grandpa.”

Ye Murou now followed a routine of studying after work and pretending to be a big shot during work. She had moved from initial fear and discomfort to being completely used to it.

Just as she was wondering if this would affect her normal life later on, she heard Ji Yan’s voice.

Ye Murou turned her head.

She had specifically gone to a salon to have her hair done.

Plus, the clothes, bag, phone, etc., that Xia Shishi had bought for her.

Not counting rent and other costs, her entire outfit was now worth over five figures—a value Ye Murou couldn’t have imagined before. If it weren’t for her promise to work seriously for Xia Shishi, Ye Murou wouldn’t have been able to handle these things mentally.

They were expensive, simply too expensive.

“You’re here so early again,” Ji Yan walked over.

Ye Murou had been accustomed to studying hard since her school days, a habit she truly couldn’t break, though Xia Shishi hadn’t asked her to.

Ye Murou: “I enjoy the process of learning.”

Ji Yan smiled faintly: “Does the young madam study so diligently? I thought all rich people were like Xia Shishi.”

Ye Murou continued walking forward. She constantly remembered Xia Shishi’s words: to disparage her without reservation.

After a few days, Ye Murou had moved from being flustered and stumbling to casually saying: “Someone who just coasts through life won’t get far.”

She knew that Xia Shishi wasn’t coasting through life! So she wasn’t actually saying anything bad about Xia Shishi!

But this sentence had a different effect when it reached Ji Yan’s ears.

He agreed: “That’s right. If the Xia Group falls into her hands, it’s bound to fail sooner or later.”

Ye Murou: “…I’m just here for an internship anyway.”

Ji Yan looked at her: “You’re learning so seriously. What are your plans for the future?”

Ye Murou’s back stiffened.

It was here, finally.

Xia Shishi had told her to probe Ji Yan’s attitude. However, Ji Yan wasn’t someone who would let his guard down easily. After being tested about her background for so long, he was finally bringing up this topic.

Following Xia Shishi’s instructions…

Ye Murou narrowed her eyes: “People who lack ambition will only be replaced, won’t they?”

Ji Yan burst out laughing: “You’re absolutely right. Come on, let’s go in and get to work.”

Ye Murou watched Ji Yan’s retreating back, now certain that Xia Shishi was right.

Ji Yan wasn’t planning to stay dedicated to the Xia Group. As an employee, it was normal for him to look out for himself. If Ji Yan was just planning to switch jobs, that would be fine, but if…

Ye Murou followed, actively trying to get closer to Ji Yan.

With their conversation, their subsequent chat went very smoothly.

A week later.

Mom Xia reluctantly began to see them off.

She knew her daughter and Wen Jiao had only moved in for a while, but now that the day of departure had arrived, Mom Xia was still sad, wondering when they would move back next time.

Mom Xia looked at the car that came to pick up Wen Jiao and tentatively asked: “Your medical equipment?”

Those had been moved from Wen Jiao’s house.

They were worth tens of millions.

Because Wen Jiao’s body needed daily checks, the equipment had been moved over. Now that Wen Jiao was moving back, the equipment should seemingly be taken back too.

But judging by Wen Jiao’s reaction, she didn’t seem planning to move it.

“Just leave them here,” Wen Jiao said. “We’ll be coming back often to stay, and moving them back and forth is too troublesome.”

Xia Shishi: “…6.”

So many pieces of equipment, difficult to acquire even with money, and Wen Jiao said moving them back and forth was too troublesome, so she just left them.

She knew her wife was rich, but not this rich.

In comparison, Wen Jiao’s aunt, who sent a 100,000 yuan red packet, seemed stingy—they really didn’t seem like the same family!

Xia Shishi ignored the fact that she was even stingier, having only sent a 200 yuan red packet.

She was happy just about the phrase “will be coming back often.”

It seemed her wife, Wen Jiao, had her in her heart, even if she wasn’t in a hurry to get married! Xia Shishi happily took the suitcase: “Mommy, we’ll be back!”

Mom Xia managed a wry smile: “Go on, go.”

Xia Shishi hooked her hand through Wen Jiao’s arm.

Wen Jiao thought for a moment and held her hand back.

“You promised to come back, so you can’t disappoint me,” Xia Shishi looked at Wen Jiao.

Her eyes were clear and moist, full of anticipation.

This was the first time in the past week that she had actively shown such deep affection toward her again.

It was a careful, tentative approach.

It seemed that Wen Jiao’s subtle coldness during this time had frightened her.

Wen Jiao stared into Xia Shishi’s eyes, then withdrew her hand.

She had forgotten again.

Sure enough, loving the young girl was a habitual thing, deeply etched in her soul, making it hard to ignore.

If there had been no deception.

No concealment.

Wen Jiao would hate to refuse a single word from Xia Shishi.

It was a pity that Xia Shishi always hid things from her, unwilling to explain. That feeling of being so close yet a world apart made Wen Jiao’s heart constantly feel uneasy.

Like the hands they had just held, holding in one second and possibly letting go in the next.

Wen Jiao didn’t know what had happened to Xia Shishi, she just felt anxious.

She wanted to have someone investigate Xia Shishi, but she didn’t want to dig too deeply.

She still wanted Xia Shishi to tell her willingly.

She had waited a week, and even now, she hadn’t received the answer she wanted.

They were already moving to Grandpa’s house.

Wen Jiao looked at the Xia family villa.

She was about to take Xia Shishi to the most important place for her; once they entered there, it would be hard to separate.

If Xia Shishi regretted it at this moment, she might be angry and sad, but she would have to endure it.

Once they were inside, she shouldn’t think about leaving again.

Wen Jiao’s eyes darkened.

It didn’t matter if she was hiding something, she wouldn’t let this foolish girl leave again, no matter how important the reason was.

Wen Jiao turned her head to look at Xia Shishi.

Because Wen Jiao had withdrawn her hand, Xia Shishi slightly furrowed her brow and lowered her head with a bit of disappointment.

Her hopeful eyes instantly dimmed, like a flower that had bloomed in the morning, carrying fresh dew and appearing incredibly delicate, but now seemed to wither a little.

Seeing this, Wen Jiao also frowned, unable to bear it.

Xia Shishi retained her old habits and a shadow of her former self.

Yet, compared to before, the changes were too great.

She was vaguely real.

Xia Shishi hadn’t thought of running away; she was truly approaching Wen Jiao without reservation.

It’s just that she genuinely couldn’t figure out where the problem lay, so she could only be foolishly sad.

Xia Shishi missed the warmth of Wen Jiao’s palm. She sighed, muttering: “She’s harder to get close to than when we started.”

At first, she stuck to Wen Jiao shamelessly; at least they could be close and share each other’s breath. Now, she would be avoided if she got a little closer, yet not because of dislike.

Precisely because of this, Xia Shishi hated the reason behind it even more.

She got into the car.

A possibility involuntarily arose in her mind.

Does Wen Jiao have someone else in her heart?

Xia Shishi looked at Wen Jiao’s profile and shook her head—impossible. If anyone would have someone else, Wen Jiao wouldn’t.

But she swore that this life, and her next life, belonged to Wen Jiao.

So neither of them should have a third party involved.

Their usual interactions were quite harmonious. It was just that when she tried to take the next step, she would be given the cold shoulder by the other person, so—a light bulb went off in Xia Shishi’s mind.