“If Miss Xiulan says that we should return by the last week of the month, then she must have a good reason,” Randy said.
Before Wei Lan could reply, she yelped because her masseuse stretched her legs too deeply. She twisted her body and turned her head behind her to glare at the woman. She was about to scold the masseuse but remembered that she was now an elegant, classy and benevolent viscountess.
“That hurt sooooo much so you better be more gentle next time, okaaaaay?”
“Yes, Vizcondesa. My apologies, Vizcondesa. I’ll be more careful, Vizcondesa.”
Everyone in the yacht called Wei Lan with her title Vizcondesa. She advised her sidekicks, the young maids and the houseboy she brought from her daughter’s penthouse, to tell the crew that she wouldn’t respond to any address except for her official noble title.
As for the crew, they followed the instruction because they knew that Wei Lan was going to be their boss’ mother-in-law in the future. In addition, Mr. Xu Tian, their boss’ right-hand man instructed them to keep Wei Lan happy because their boss didn’t want his future mother-in-law complaining to his fiancée, the celebrity Iris Long. Basically, their boss wanted the crew to keep Wei Lan out of Iris Long’s way and to prevent the viscountess from disturbing the lovebirds back home.
Wei Lan settled back down on her massage bed. She released a dramatic sigh. “Do you think that Xiulan told me to return by the end of the month because she wants to kick her beeeeaaaaauuuutiful mother out of her penthouse?”
Randy shook his finger at her, causing his perfectly manicured nails to glint under the soft ambient light of the spa room. “Nuh-uh, Vizcondesa. You mustn’t think that way. Miss Xiulan is one of the most generous people that I’ve ever met in my entire life. I’m sure that she would never kick out her own mother, especially one who’s a viscountess, from one of her homes, which by the way, she rarely uses because they have almost everything at Dragon Palace! Gosh, that place is gorgeous!”
His words comforted Wei Lan. “You’re such a doll, dear Raaaaandyyyy. I’m sooooo glad that I invited you to this trip. Isn’t is sooooo much fun here?”
“It’s my pleasure, dear Vizcondesa. I feel like my inner goddess has become even more fab ever since I met you, so it is I who should be thanking you for inviting me! I feel so honoured!”
After the massage, the two had manicures and pedicures while sipping cocktails. They chatted like bosom friends who had known each other for a long time. [This novel is a contracted work with W e b n o v e l . c o m (remove spaces). If you’re not reading this chapter on W e b n o v e l, it has been stolen. It’s very discouraging to see thieves profitting from my hard work. Please support the original author, ArriaCross. Thank you! Also follow me on Instagram @arriacross]
“Mr. Gorgeous CEO Jin suspended all my Zumba classes with Miss Xiulan until further notice because she hasn’t been feeling well lately, I heard,” Randy said. “To be honest, at first I thought that they were firing me but were just acting too nice to say it straight to my face. But then I read on the internet that Miss Xiulan fainted backstage at the TV awards ceremony about a week ago so it must be true that her health hasn’t been that good lately.”
“My poooooor baby!” Wei Lan grabbed a serviette and wiped her nonexistent tears. “My baby works tooooo hard! I don’t understand why she still insists on working when her man is a billionaire who can give her whatever she wants!”
“Ah, Vizcondesa. You must remember that your daughter is a musical artist! You know, artists’ brains work differently from normal people. Who knows what’s really going on inside their heads?”
Wei Lan thought about what he said before agreeing. “I guess we’ll have to cut our trip short and return to China ahead of schedule. I don’t want my dear daughter upset with me if I don’t return by the end of this month.”
Randy nodded.
“Raaaaaandyyyy doll, when we return, you must accompany me to take a look at the new house I bought!”
His eyes lit up. “You already found a new place and even bought it?”
“Oooooooh, yes! It’s not as magnificent as Xiulan and dear Liwei’s Dragon Palace but it’s still amazing! I think it’s perfect for a viscountess like me and for my husband and stepson. I can’t wait!”
“When are you moving?”
She gestured to the nearby attendant to give her another cocktail which she got in no time. After taking a long sip, she replied, “Not until all the renovations and interior designs are finished. You don’t expect a viscountess like ME to move in without customizing my home first, do you?”
“I see.”
“I wanted to renovate the Gold Heights penthouse but Yi Mei wouldn’t allow me!” She gave a cute pout which she was able to perform successfully due to her youthful looks despite her age. “Yi Mei said that nobody is allowed to change the penthouse’s appearance without Xiulan’s approval first!”
Randy only nodded in a vague manner, not saying anything, because he agreed with Yi Mei. Iris was, after all, the true owner of the penthouse and not her mother. Wei Lan was just staying there temporarily until she bought a new place for herself.
“But it’s fine,” Wei Lan said, sniffing. “I finally found the perfect home for myself! Yay! I’m sooooo excited! I can’t wait to show my husband and stepson our new home sweet home right here in my mother country!”
“When are the viscount and your stepson coming?” Randy asked next.
“Oooooooh, they’re coming soon! Well, not my husband. My vizconde is still not done with his work yet. A busy bee, that’s what he is. Oooooh, he’s such a gentleman!” She giggled like a teenage girl. Then she said, “My husband won’t be coming yet but my stepson already called me a few days ago and told me that he’ll be coming to China first, maybe by the end of the year! Isn’t it exciting?”
Randy leaned towards her and waggled his eyebrows. “Is your stepson…hot?”
“Of coooourse!”
“How hot?”
Wei Lan gave him a knowing smile. “Lava hot, Raaaaandyyyy doll. You might twerk in your polka-dot panties as soon as you see how hot René Alejandro is!”
