Grandpa Tang was once romancing with Grandma Tang in the huge garden behind the Tang's mansion and Tang Yichen, who was back in Beijing on holiday interrupted their moment. Grandma Tang smothered her grandson's face with kisses while promptly ignoring a certain husband who was sitting with a rose in his hand and a poem at the tip of his tongue.
'Prince Tang, come with me. We have a lot to catch up on,' The old man had sweetly said despite the rage in his heart. He was spending quality time with his wife, how dare this brat take all her attention like that?!
Prince Tang. The last time when the old man called him that, he had to clean the enormous Tangs ancestral mansion for a month.
Tang Yichen cleared his throat before walking towards the old man and sitting beside him, "Grandpa, when did you come back?" he asked.
"Why? You did not want me to come back?" The old man looked at him with cold eyes.
Tang Yichen wryly smiled, "I couldn't be happier that you came back," Not to mention that you have also managed to provoke my wife against me, you old fox!
"Are you cursing me?" Grandpa Tang raised his chin as he looked at his grandson arrogantly.
"Why would I curse my grandfather? I missed you when you were not here!" Tang Yichen smiled.
"Oh? I missed you too," Grandpa Tang smiled back at him.
'Danger Alert!' Assistant Rin promptly stood up, "Sir, Young Master, I have some works to handle. Why don't I leave first?''
"Uncle Rinrin, don't leave so soon. We can have dinner together," Tang Yichen smiled at the man.
'Rinrin? Like grandfather like grandson. Young Master, isn't your face stiff yet? The fake smile couldn't be more obvious,' Assistant Rin thought to himself. He adjusted his round glasses before looking at him, "I apologize for that but it's kind of urgent."
Grandpa Tang waved his hand. "Get yourself a wife on the way," He said making the assistant almost lose his balance.
"Grandpa, I guess my wife is missing me"
"Mo Jia is a single-minded person. Since she is hungry, she will only focus on food and not on a man who is in love with an actress." The old man looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
'Princess, come back to your brother's rescue,' He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, "I have some important work in the office. How about"
Just as he stood up, Grandpa Tang shouted, "Tang Yichen, how dare you lie to me?"
Tang Yichen froze as he noticed the old man's heaving chest and unsteady breathing.
"Grandpa, calm down. II will listen to you. Calm down first" He worriedly looked at him.
"Kneel!" The old man commanded, a crafty light flashed in his eyes.
'Thump' Tang Yichen knelt on the floor without any hesitation, "Alright Calm down."
The old man's lips curved up at an angle where his grandson couldn't see it. Young man, don't forget who passed these foxy genes to you. How dare you try to trick me!?
"Eh? What's going on here?" Mo Jia's voice sounded from behind freezing both the men in their spots.
Grandpa Tang's facial expression changed almost immediately. His lips stretched in a gentle smile, "There was something on pant. This stupid grandson insisted on checking it by himself."
Tang Yichen's face was rigid. Grandpa, you deserve an Oscar!
"This old man will leave now to give you couple some space. Yichen, come to the mansion tomorrow. There is something I need to discuss with you," Although he verbally said that, his eyes had a look that said 'This is not over yet.'
'Click.'
As he heard the sound of the door opening and closing, Tang Yichen was suddenly speechless. He glanced at Mo Jia who was looking at him blankly.
Her blue eyes were seemingly scanning his face, "Grandpa said you both were like a pair of mandarin ducks, always sticking to each other," Although her tone was nonchalant but the smell of vinegar gave it.
And here he thought that his wife was magnanimous when she remained unfazed even after all the brainwashing done by his old man. Tang Yichen was amused, "You are talking about my ex?" he asked teasingly. Using this non-existent ex was not that bad as long as his wife could show more of her expressions.
"Who else?" She took a step closer to him before raising her hand to unbutton her shirt.
Tang Yichen froze, "What are you doing?" He asked.
"Why would you lie to me? Why would you meet your ex behind my back? Was there something you are trying to hide?" Her shirt fell on the floor revealing her black cotton bra, her hands moved towards her jeans.
Tang Yichen gulped before holding her hand to stop her.
She pushed his hand away and he powerlessly let her do it. If he had wanted, she could not move his hand given his strength. But the man's resolve was crumbling as anticipation filled his heart.
Her jeans fell on the floor and she stepped out of them.
His gaze grazed past every inch of her body as she stood in front of him wearing nothing but a simple black bra and panties. It was no lacy or designer lingerie set but he was turned onhe was damn hard already.
Her slim body, those perfect curves, those breasts which looked like they would fit in his palms snuggly and those blue eyes that looked at him with indifference yet a burning passion was there within them. Everything about her was magical.
Just as magical as the first time when he saw her in the airport after which he couldn't stop thinking of the woman who threw a black car to compensate for his mobile phone.
She raised her hand and her index finger poked his chest. She twisted her wrist slightly before pressing her palm on his chest and pushing him to the couch.