After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 57
Xia Shishi secretly grinned.
She feigned calmness, but after a while, she giggled again. It was clear she was up to no good.
Wen Jiao watched her reflection in the car window, silently observing every expression of Xia Shishi.
She couldn’t figure out what Xia Shishi was thinking, only noticing her poorly concealed smugness.
They were going to her grandfather’s house later, what could possibly make Xia Shishi so smug? Wen Jiao raised an eyebrow, took out her tablet, and started reading.
Halfway through her secret grin, Xia Shishi caught a glimpse of Wen Jiao’s actions out of the corner of her eye and snorted.
Go on, read.
I’ll let you have your peace for a while.
When we get there, let’s see if you still have time to read your novel.
To facilitate their work, both the Xia family and Wen Jiao’s home were not far from the city center.
The setup was typically a villa plus a small garden.
But at Wen Jiao’s grandfather’s place, it was much more remote and vastly different.
The house was built halfway up a mountain, practically occupying the land of the entire mountain. The “garden,” rather than a garden, was more like a large planting ground, growing fresh fruits and vegetables.
The luxury car drove in through the wrought-iron gate. When Xia Shishi got out of the car, she still felt the gap between the second-generation rich and the third or fourth generation.
Xia’s parents were usually very generous to her; she never lacked pocket money.
But having such an exaggerated estate was something only possible in dreams.
In addition to being rich, one needed other kinds of accumulation to acquire this.
Xia Shishi remembered that Fu Yunhan owned a small island, but she had no idea that Wen Jiao’s family actually owned such a mountain estate.
It was built in a quiet, fresh-aired location. One could achieve self-sufficiency just by staying inside and never needing to go out on a regular day.
“Our Grandpa really knows how to enjoy life,” Xia Shishi said, looking at the grape arbor nearby.
Next to it were watermelon patches.
And a peach grove.
Wen Jiao merely glanced at it. She was about to ask the driver inside to take them in when she remembered the Xia family’s garden.
Xia’s mother had said that when Xia Shishi was little, she constantly begged to plant all sorts of things. Although she ignored them after planting, she would occasionally go look at them, so Xia’s mother had people take very good care of them.
Wen Jiao: “You like gardening?”
Xia Shishi: “It’s in my genes!” Actually, I don’t like planting; it’s too tiring, but I love the time of harvest.
The fruits here looked ready for picking, which was why she looked at them a few more times.
She wondered if she could get permission to pick some after building a good relationship with Grandpa.
To eat the freshest fruits.
Xia Shishi slurped slightly, saying with conviction: “I’ve planted quite a lot at home too!”
Wen Jiao, knowing the truth, just chuckled softly: “Is that so?”
The driver still drove over.
It was a small, motorized cart for transport.
It would take quite some time to walk from here to the main residence, and since Wen Jiao was in a wheelchair, she had to be chauffeured. Besides, the old man’s legs were not agile enough to spend hours walking around the estate every day, so the estate had its own small vehicles.
Even Xia Shishi, who was used to spending money without limits, couldn’t remain calm at this sight.
“This place is simply the ideal human dwelling.”
Xia Shishi sat down, watching the grape arbor flash by outside: “I probably won’t find a better place for a honeymoon than this.”
Unless they go abroad.
Wen Jiao wanted to respond but closed her mouth without saying anything.
However, the driver in front, unable to resist, spoke up when he heard the sentence: “The Old Master also bought an estate abroad.”
Xia Shishi: “…”
She looked at Wen Jiao: “Does your company earn that much money?”
Wen Jiao took a deep breath: “Grandpa bought it a long time ago. It has nothing to do with our generation.”
In the past, the company was solely run by her grandfather.
The wealth he accumulated was unimaginable.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have raised so many bored and idle descendants.
Now the company shares have been divided repeatedly and cannot compare to the past.
Xia Shishi: “Did Grandpa start from scratch?”
She thought back to that period of history, thinking Grandpa was quite impressive.
Wen Jiao: “Of course not.”
Wen Jiao said calmly: “You can ask him yourself when you see him later.”
Xia Shishi didn’t dare.
She stopped asking but became even more curious about what Grandpa looked like.
At the engagement banquet, all of the Wen family elders were present, but Xia Shishi had just been reborn and was preoccupied with Wen Jiao, so she didn’t interact much.
The only family member absent was Wen Jiao’s grandfather. She guessed it might be because of his age and reluctance to attend an event like an engagement banquet.
However, based on the phone call that day, Grandpa’s voice was strong, ruling out the possibility of him being too old to move.
And considering Grandpa’s affection for Wen Jiao, he should have attended the engagement banquet.
The only reason he didn’t come should be that one—he disliked Xia Shishi.
Considering how much trouble Xia Shishi had caused before the engagement banquet, Grandpa, who doted on Wen Jiao so much, naturally couldn’t stand her.
Xia Shishi steeled herself. She wasn’t as relaxed as she pretended to be and was very worried that the meeting would disappoint Grandpa even more.
If it were anyone else, it would be fine.
But that was the grandfather who was so kind to Wen Jiao!
“You’re here.”
Entering the main residence, Grandpa Wen turned to Wen Jiao, his face full of kind smiles.
The game console he was holding, however, looked a bit out of place.
A game console.
Xia Shishi rarely played games, and this sight astonished her even more. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and immediately exclaimed in surprise: “Grandpa likes playing games too? Can you show me the ropes?”
Wen Jiao: “…”
Grandpa Wen, who was welcoming Wen Jiao, sized up Xia Shishi and smiled even more happily: “Of course, I can take on ten people at once!”
Wen Jiao: “Grandpa, sit down first.”
“Good, good,” Grandpa Wen put down the game console and instructed someone to prepare the rooms, ensuring there were no flaws. He also asked Wen Jiao halfway: “Are you two going to share a room or stay separately?”
Wen Jiao guessed that Xia Shishi’s personality would lead her to interrupt and ask to stay together.
She remained silent, waiting for Xia Shishi to speak.
After a moment.
Xia Shishi looked at Wen Jiao strangely: “Grandpa is asking a question. Are you tired?”
Wen Jiao looked up and stared at Xia Shishi.
Xia Shishi: “Sorry, Grandpa. I must not have taken good care of her on the way, which is why she’s so tired. Grandpa, we’ll stay in separate rooms.”
Grandpa Wen was clearly aware of what had happened after Xia Shishi moved into Wen Jiao’s house. He repeated: “Separate rooms?”
Wen Jiao also asked softly: “Separate?”
Xia Shishi insisted: “Yes, separate!”
“I like to toss and turn in my sleep, and I can easily disturb Wen Jiao. It’s better to sleep separately so Wen Jiao can rest well.”
After Xia Shishi finished speaking, Grandpa Wen looked at Wen Jiao.
Wen Jiao had a suppressed, unidentifiable anger in her eyes: “Then let’s sleep separately.”
Xia Shishi smiled with curved eyes.
Wasn’t I sensible?
Wasn’t I considerate?
Grandpa Wen looked back and forth between them but didn’t say much. He continued to instruct them to prepare two rooms. Just as the maid was about to leave, Grandpa Wen asked again: “Should the rooms be next door or on different floors? If they are next door, there is only one small room.”
Wen Jiao didn’t speak. This time, she intended to keep her mouth shut entirely.
Xia Shishi: “I’m not used to small rooms. I’ll stay downstairs then.”
Grandpa Wen: “…Actually, you don’t have to be so direct.”
Xia Shishi: “Sorry, Grandpa. Bluntness is my virtue.”
Wen Jiao coldly snorted.
So Grandpa Wen shook his head and had them prepare the rooms.
He couldn’t be blamed for not giving them a chance; he had already asked twice.
To ask again would make him, the old man, look bad.
Wen Jiao went back to her room first.
The doctors and nurses followed suit, preparing for the arrival of Wei Xixue.
Grandpa Wen called Xia Shishi over: “What games do you like to play?”
Xia Shishi, who rarely played games, blinked, looking at this very special Grandpa: “Whatever you like, but I’m very bad, so I suggest we switch to a simpler game.”
Grandpa Wen burst out laughing.
“You’ve changed quite a bit,” Grandpa Wen said, choosing a parkour game.
This game was suitable for chatting while playing; it didn’t matter if you made a mistake and had to start over.
Xia Shishi had heard this several times since her rebirth. She took the console from Grandpa Wen: “People always change a little.”
Grandpa Wen spoke truthfully: “I’ve heard other people’s opinions of you before, and you must know what people outside say about you. But I’m old, and I don’t care about those things. I just want my granddaughter to live a good life.”
Grandpa Wen was lying.
He actually did care, believing that someone like Xia Shishi wouldn’t bring happiness to his granddaughter.
He wanted to object then, but Wen Jiao was very insistent.
Wen Jiao’s health had always been a worry for Grandpa Wen. He finally had a satisfactory successor who could take over the company, and he even wanted to hand over all the shares directly to Wen Jiao, making her the largest shareholder with the power of final say in the company.
But no one could guarantee how long Wen Jiao would live, so Grandpa Wen felt even more regretful.
If Wen Jiao truly liked her that much, then he would agree.
It was just that at the time of the engagement banquet, Grandpa Wen still couldn’t get over his feelings. He preferred to hide in the estate and secretly play games rather than bless the two newcomers.
Until Grandpa Wen heard the news that Xia Shishi was moving in with Wen Jiao.
And during the time they lived together, Xia Shishi took very good care of Wen Jiao.
The changes were huge.
As Grandpa Wen heard more and more news, he reconsidered and finally agreed to meet Xia Shishi.
At least the second half of his sentence wasn’t a lie.
He just wanted Wen Jiao to live a good life.
Grandpa Wen seemed easy to talk to, but every word carried a subtle assessment of Xia Shishi.
After hearing Grandpa Wen’s words, Xia Shishi also lowered her head and replied: “A lifetime is very long; I will pay close attention.”
Grandpa Wen turned his head to look at Xia Shishi.
She was just a girl in her early twenties. It wasn’t strange for her to think life was long, but when she said that sentence, she clearly included Wen Jiao, intending to spend this long life with her.
Didn’t Xia Shishi know about Wen Jiao’s health condition?
Xia Shishi was genuinely terrible at the game. Despite playing with effort, she slipped and tumbled with a grunt, having to start over.
So, the screen was left with Grandpa Wen’s character diligently collecting gold coins.
Holding the string of collected gold coins, the old man didn’t miss a single one, making Xia Shishi click her tongue: “No wonder Grandpa is so rich, attention to detail determines success!”
Grandpa Wen was distracted by his thoughts. Hearing this, his hand slipped, and his character also tumbled with a grunt.
Both of them had to start over.
Xia Shishi: “Well, it’s just a game, it’s normal.”
Wen Jiao came downstairs and saw the two, the old and the young, shouting loudly.
“Grandpa, save me!”
“Hmph! Old monster, obediently die!”
“Grandpa is amazing!”
“This is not even my peak. At my peak, I can take on ten people at once!”
Wen Jiao: “…”
It wasn’t surprising that they got along.
The neglected Wen Jiao wheeled herself over. Xia Shishi looked up: “Move aside a little; you’re blocking the screen.”
Wen Jiao: “?”
Is this your trick, Xia Shishi?