“Thank you, Liancheng,” Gu Qichen said.
“You don’t have to thank me.”
After hanging up the phone, Mu Liancheng felt frustrated.
Wen Xiaochu was busy with her internship, and now during the rare Spring Festival holiday, he had arranged for a vacation to Hokkaido.
He had booked a double room in a hot spring hotel, originally planning to enjoy the hot springs.
Now, they really ended up ‘in hot water’.
But at the same time, Mu Liancheng realized the seriousness of the situation.
Just then, Wen Xiaochu came out of the guest room.
Mu Liancheng quickly pulled her aside, “What’s going on? Have you figured it out? Young Master Gu didn’t sound too pleased.”
Wen Xiaochu shook her head, “It seems worse than last time. Yangyang won’t say a word, she’s just spaced out on her own.”
Mu Liancheng rubbed his chin, “Things are a bit serious, I need to figure something out.”
Wen Xiaochu warned him, “You better not come up with a terrible idea, you should go home. I will stay here and accompany Yangyang these few days.”
Mu Liancheng instantly felt unsatisfied, “That will not do. If anyone’s going to accompany her, we’ll do it together.”
“What about Granny? We can’t spend the New Year without even one of us accompanying her.”
“The old lady is more than happy for us to have our world, and I’m too lazy to go back. She’s always trying to make me drink those soups, and my blood is so charged up that I can’t stand it, I just want to…”
“Don’t even think about it! Mu Liancheng, can you keep your thoughts clean?” Wen Xiaochu interrupted Mu Liancheng blushing.
Mu Liancheng deliberately said, “I just want to go to the gym to lift weights and release some energy. Xiao Chu, what did you think I was going to do?”
Looking at the malicious intent in Liancheng’s eyes, Xiaochu knew she had fallen into his trap.
With a smirk on his face, Mu Liancheng said, “But if you insist, I can accommodate.”
Angry, Wen Xiaochu bit Mu Liancheng on the arm.
“Wen Xiaochu, are you a dog?”
“You’re right, and I’m a Tibetan Mastiff, so don’t mess with me.”
Having said that, Wen Xiaochu shook off Liancheng’s arm and went downstairs.
Mu Liancheng pretended to be angry on the outside, but inside he was exceptionally pleased.
Looking at the bite mark on his arm, he couldn’t help but laugh.
That girl, biting him wasn’t painful at all. He even felt her moist, soft little tongue.
If only she could bite somewhere else.
On second thought, Mu Liancheng felt he was losing control.
Grandma really over-nourished him these last couple of days.
Xia Yangyang was lying on the bed, coldly staring at the ceiling.
It was New Year’s Eve today.
Xia Yangyang suddenly remembered her childhood, when every New Year’s Eve, her mother would take her back to their rural hometown.
Grandma would prepare a full table of farm dishes and homemade rice dumplings.
The rice dumplings were filled with sweet sesame paste.
One bite and the sugar filling would melt out, the sweet taste lingering on the tongue.
Xia Yangyang had always thought that was what happiness tasted like.
But then, after her mother’s death, Xia Yangyang would still return every few years on New Year’s Eve.
Her grandmother would always make sesame dumplings.
But she never again tasted that flavor from her childhood.
Xia Yangyang found herself unconsciously shedding tears.
She missed her mother so much.
She could have had a very happy family.
She could have grown up like a normal child.
She could have been spoiled by her mother, come home from school to taste the delicious home-cooked meals her mother made.
But it was all gone, ruined by that woman.
And she, Xia Yangyang, even affectionately called her sister…
Xia Weiwei was right about one thing.
If her mother knew about this, she would probably be unable to rest in peace..