Wen Xinya knew very clearly that the most important thing for Wen Haowen and Ning Shuqian was the entertainment city project. Wen Haowen wanted to achieve his greed and ambitions by relying on the entertainment city project. Ning Shuqian wanted to use the Korean-Chinese Alliance to promote the entertainment city project.
In some sense, Wen Haowen and Ning Shuqian had a common purpose, so their cooperation seemed extremely strong and solid. It was extremely difficult to tear their cooperative relationship apart.
However, Wen Xinya had another plan. What a person valued most was actually one’s own weakness. So, she used her understanding of Wen Haowen and Ning Shuqian to cause a fuss about the entertainment city project and let Wen Haowen discover Ning Shuqian’s hidden agenda regarding the Wen Corporation to sow discord between them.
Sure enough, her plan had achieved great results. Now, Wen Haowen hated Ning Shuqian to the core, but they still had not fallen out because of their fragile common interests regarding the entertainment city project. But that could be changed with a trigger.
And Zhang Hui was that trigger.
Wen Haowen had sent someone to tail Ning Shuqian. Sooner or later, he would find out that Ning Shuqian was back with her old lover, not only using his money for her lover’s extravagance but also them maintaining a physical relationship. How would Wen Haowen feel about all that?
Wen Xinya was really looking forward to that.
Wen Xinya held the medicine bowl and slowly walked into Grampy’s study. “Grampy, it’s time for your medicine!”
After Grampy was discharged from the hospital, Grandpa Du personally took Grampy’s pulse and prescribed a few doses of medicine for him. The medicine was very effective, and Grampy’s health was getting much better.
Old Mr. Mo was holding a calligraphy brush. Hearing his granddaughter’s voice, he said without raising his head, “Put it down, I will drink it in a while.”
He said it in an indifferent tone, but under closer observation, one could see Old Mr. Mo’s raising his thin eyebrows in a slight frown. That was how much he hated taking medicine.
Wen Xinya looked at Grampy and smiled brightly. “Grampy… I can’t do that, I have to watch you drink your medicine. Uncle Zhang told me recently that you refused to eat your medicine properly, can you explain why?”
The reason why Grampy refused to take his medicine was because of—his dislike of bitter things!
That was right, he was afraid of bitter things!
Even Wen Xinya had difficulty imagining someone like Grampy actually being afraid of taking medicine.
Old Mr. Mo was writing when he saw his granddaughter’s smile. His usually steady hand shook for no reason. A thick blob of ink dripped from the tip of the brush onto the paper, ruining his work just like that.
“I have already recovered, so I don’t need to take any more medicine.” Old Mr. Mo looked at the ruined words, thinking of a way to save them.
Wen Xinya looked at Grampy warmly and smiled. “Grandpa Du said that this prescription of medicine is for ten days. After ten days, based on the results of the review, we can decide whether you have to continue taking it. Taking medicine is not up to you!”
After Grampy was discharged from the hospital, Wen Xinya did not leave Grampy’s side precisely because of his medication. She had to argue with Grampy and put in so much effort. Wen Xinya had become quite accustomed to his behavior. In her heart, he had become a child acting unreasonably because he refused to take his medicine without supervision.
Old Mr. Mo finally rescued the half-ruined word, put down his brush, and frowned so hard he could squash a fly with his forehead as he looked into the dark soup.
Suddenly, Wen Xinya put on a shocked expression and looked at Grampy in surprise. “Grampy, are you avoiding your medicine because you are afraid of bitter things?”
Let’s see how he will get out of this one.
Old Mr. Mo’s indifferent expression finally cracked. “How can a man like me be afraid of bitter things. I am not a child.”
“Only a disobedient child is afraid of bitter things. Grampy, you are neither afraid of bitter things nor are you a child, so…” Wen Xinya brought the dark bowl of medicine closer to him and smiled slyly. “Grampy, quickly drink the medicine. It will become more bitter when it gets cold!”
In front of Grampy, Wen Xinya had completely revealed her characteristics and personality. Her mischievous temperament was also fully exposed.
Old Mr. Mo was speechless and realized that he had dug himself into a hole and accidentally buried himself in. He choked. “Cough, I’ll drink it later!”
This was the first time Old Mr. Mo discovered the recent changes regarding his granddaughter’s behavior. He used to think that such changes were good, but now he felt conflicted.
Si Yiyan has a black heart!
Xinya is cunning!
He finally realized that only Si Yiyan could contain her!
This was not a pleasant feeling.
Wen Xinya pulled a face. “Grampy… you are not behaving!”
Her sweet voice, dragging out her words and sentences, rolling them on the tip of her tongue, was very strange to him.
Old Mr. Mo felt his insides shaking and his scalp going numb. “Who taught you to talk to your Grampy like that, know your place!”
Although faced with a slight recrimination, Wen Xinya was not deterred nor fearful. “Grampy, ‘good medicine is bitter’, do you know what your current behavior is? You are going against the orders of a doctor, and you are known as a saint in the world. People admire you, do you need me as your granddaughter to tell you what to do?”
Wen Xinya looked at Grampy with a little pride in her expression, her voice daring.
Old Mr. Mo’s face was a bit embarrassed from the polite lesson of someone younger. “Give me the medicine bowl!”
Wen Xinya handed him the medicine bowl. “Grampy, drink slowly!”
Old Mr. Mo took the medicine bowl and drank everything in one gulp. The bitterness made Old Mr. Mo frown tightly.
Wen Xinya hurriedly took a piece of dessert and put it into Grampy’s mouth. “Mother He made the hibiscus cake especially for you to relieve the bitter taste!”
No matter how sweet the hibiscus cake was, it could not counter the bitterness in his mouth. Old Mr. Mo went silent.
Others were afraid of Grampy’s appearance when he was like that. But Wen Xinya was not scared at all. She took the bowl from his hands and giggled. “Grampy, you have to take your medicine well in the future. Do not pour the medicine into the flower pot. The plant will die.”
Wen Xinya looked at the pine tree cypress bonsai in the study, spotting a small pile of residue on the soil in the flower pot.
Old Mr. Mo could not stop his expression from betraying his feelings, but he did not expect his small movement to be completely understood by his granddaughter.
