Chapter 1039: Mo Family Princess’s Marriage [41] Chapter 1039: Mo Family Princess’s Marriage [41] Xiao Yebai was called back home in less than half an hour.

Upon entering the house, the butler smiled and gestured, “Young Master Xiao, please go in. The old master has been waiting for a long time.”

Xiao Yebai still donned his elegant and tidy professional attire, his handsome and profound face expressionless. He bowed his head slightly, and because his back faced the light, in addition to the glasses shielding his eyes, it was impossible to discern his gaze.

He said, “Okay.”

“Yebai has returned.” Mo Yaoxiong, who had just heard the noise in the living room, already stood up to welcome him.

He glanced at the butler and asked with a smile, “Yebai, I hope I didn’t interrupt anything important?”

“It’s nothing,” Xiao Yebai’s voice was still even toned, coupled with his perennially calm expression, he was inscrutable.

Mo Yaoxiong sighed inwardly.

Nevertheless, since Xiao Yebai had said that, and considering that tonight was Mo Weiyi’s birthday, whenever it came to such important affairs, the Mo Family patriarch was always firm with his decisions.

He cleared his throat and suggested, “Go explain to Grandfather. I’ve already told him that you truly had something very important tonight, and you made your best effort to come back early…”

“Understood,” Xiao Yebai nodded.

The two entered the living room, where the old master of the Mo Family had already stood up, leaning on his cane.

The old man’s face was stern and marked with annoyance; he looked Xiao Yebai up and down with a critical expression and said in a low, harsh voice, “Do you know what day it is today?”

Mo Weiyi obediently stood beside her grandfather, looking at Xiao Yebai cutely and quietly.

“I apologize,” the man said.

Mo Weiyi scoffed inwardly.

The old master of the Mo Family also snorted, “Do not let this happen again.”

It was getting late, and he did not want his mood to be spoiled. “Shi Kang, instruct them to start serving the meal,” he said.

“Right away, old master,” the butler smiled and nodded, then directed the servants to get to work.

The once quiet living room instantly began to buzz with warmth and busyness.

Mo Weiyi curled up the corners of her mouth as well, reaching out her little hand to embrace her grandfather’s arm, “Grandfather, let me help you over there.”

The old master of the Mo Family nodded.

Watching the backs of the grandfather and granddaughter, Mo Yaoxiong breathed a sigh of relief, “Yebai, please take your seat at the table.”

Xiao Yebai agreed.

…

Soon the four of them were seated at the dining table.

The servants presented exquisite trays and warm towels, then helped pour red wine.

Xiao Yebai cleaned his fingers expressionlessly, his eyes and brows cold and indifferent.

Today, Mo Weiyi was the center of attention, sitting beside the old master of the Mo Family.

Unlike her usually sweet and naive princess style, today she had her hair curled and wore a delicate makeup look, coupled with a fiery red dress that made her stand out strikingly.

But it was as if a certain someone didn’t care at all. Ever since he had walked in, the glances he spared for her had been cold and indifferent, lasting no more than three seconds.

And now, as they sat down at the dining table, he maintained that same icy and ruthless demeanor.

Mo Weiyi pursed her lips when Aunt Zhou began to pour freshly squeezed orange juice into the cup before her. She reached out to stop her, “I don’t want orange juice.”

Upon hearing her words, the three men present didn’t react much.

Even the old master of the Mo Family only smiled and asked, “Yiyi, what would you like to drink? Just tell them and they’ll make it for you.”

Mo Weiyi said sweetly, “There’s no need to make anything special, I’ll just have some red wine like you all.”

At her words, the old master of the Mo Family frowned instantly, “What red wine for a child?”

Mo Yaoxiong also put on a fatherly stance, “You can’t drink alcohol; it’s bad for your health.”

Mo Weiyi’s beautiful eyes shifted.

The man opposite her still had no reaction, as if what he had heard was nothing more than the most mundane of pleasantries.

Mo Weiyi said, “But I am already eighteen years old, I am an adult now. I have never had a drink before, and isn’t today about making up for my birthday party? As the birthday girl, can’t I have a little drink?”

After speaking, she began to act coquettishly, “Oh Grandpa, I’ll just have a little bit, after all, we are at home, are you worried I’ll get drunk?”

Grandpa Mo was somewhat reluctant to agree, “Your constitution isn’t strong enough, and if…”

“Oh come on, what’s wrong with a little bit of red wine? Besides, I’m not even on my period right now!”

Grandpa Mo: “…”

Mo Yaoxiong also coughed awkwardly a couple of times.

Actually, Mo Weiyi’s physical constitution had been fairly good since she was a child, but during those few years when her mother Xu Xian suffered from depression, it coincidentally overlapped with her puberty.

Without the close care of a mother, and with Mo Yaoxiong being busy working those years, even though Grandpa Mo doted on her, after all, he was of the opposite sex…

In short, because of the initial lack of care, Mo Weiyi would suffer tremendously every time she had her period.

Therefore, Grandpa Mo specially sought a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner from Nancheng to regulate her body, and he also paid extra attention to her diet on a regular basis. For example, cold drinks like alcohol were definitely forbidden.

“Auntie Zhou, pour me a glass of red wine,” Mo Weiyi ordered.

Auntie Zhou hastily looked at Grandpa Mo.

The latter frowned and said, “Well… then you’re only allowed one glass.”

Mo Weiyi smiled sweetly, “Okay.”

Once given the signal, Auntie Zhou picked up the decanter of red wine and began to pour.

A shallow glass of red wine was prepared, and she promptly stepped back to leave.

Mo Weiyi carefully lifted the glass of red wine up to her eyes, and through the light of the crystal lamp, the liquid in the glass looked like red agate, enchanting and profound.

Her eyes, clear cut between black and white like those of a cat, stared at the glass, as if spellbound.

The man sitting opposite her raised his eyes slightly, then quickly shifted his gaze away.

“Alright,” Grandpa Mo lifted his glass, “today is Yiyi’s birthday. She didn’t want to make a big celebration, so… I respect her wishes, and we have the whole family gathered here for dinner. We’ll put on a big celebration next year.”

Mo Weiyi took her glass back, “Grandpa, I don’t want one next year either.”

Grandpa Mo was taken aback, “Why?”

Not having a party this year was acceptable, after all, his precious granddaughter was busy preparing for college entrance exams–a good thing, but next year…

“What’s so fun about a birthday party? It’s just a bunch of people I don’t know coming to give me presents. Then when it’s their wives or their children’s birthdays, you and dad take gifts and visit in return–is that interesting?” Mo Weiyi spoke haughtily, “Instead of meaningless pleasantries, I’d rather spend it with important people. I don’t want those irrelevant ones around.”

Mo Yaoxiong frowned.

Grandpa Mo, however, laughed heartily, “Alright, from now on, we’ll listen to Yiyi.”

“Of course,” Mo Weiyi lifted her little chin, “I’ve grown up. From now on, I’ll call the shots on my birthday.”

“Okay,” Grandpa Mo agreed without hesitation.

Mo Weiyi happily raised her glass toward him, “Grandpa, this toast is for you.”

Grandpa Mo cautioned, “Drink less.”

“I know,” Mo Weiyi pouted slightly.

Actually…

This wasn’t her first time drinking.

Years ago, one night when she was out at a nightclub with Su Wanwan, she had bravely tried a cocktail.

After that, she had also tasted various kinds of red and foreign wines.

She just had such a poor tolerance for alcohol that she would get drunk on just a little, and every time she woke up from being drunk, she wouldn’t remember anything…

She didn’t like this fragmented feeling, so she wasn’t particularly fond of drinking, and, as a result, her alcohol tolerance remained poor.

At the moment, Mo Weiyi had only taken a small sip and quickly put down her glass.

Seeing this, the old Master Mo didn’t urge her further.

“Dad.”

Mo Yaoxiong looked up.

“I toast to you,” Mo Weiyi stood up, holding that glass of red wine, and said with a smile.

Mo Yaoxiong nodded, raising his glass of red wine, “Drink less.”

“I know, I know,” Mo Weiyi pouted.

She slowly drank her second sip and quickly put it down, her gaze then shifted to the last man at the table.

Xiao Yebai sat there, prim and proper, with a straight gaze, exuding an air of detachment from worldly matters.

“Xiaobai.”

Upon hearing her voice, he looked over with a faint gaze.

Still appearing somewhat detached.

Mo Weiyi smiled faintly and approached with her glass, “I toast to you.”

All eyes at the table suddenly fell on his face.

Xiao Yebai didn’t say a word, just lifted his glass and gently clinked it with the one Mo Weiyi brought over.

“Thank you,” Mo Weiyi continued.

Xiao Yebai had already brought the glass to his lips, took a slow sip, then set the glass back on the table and sat down again.

Mo Weiyi was still standing, holding her wine glass with both hands; her fair little face was perhaps flushed with a light crimson due to the wine, setting off her red dress and giving off a slightly tipsy vibe.

With a smile in her eyes, she said, “Grandpa, Dad, you might not know, but my high school exam scores are out.”

Mo Yaoxiong frowned, “You got your scores?”

The old Master Mo was also surprised, “Yiyi, how much did you score?”

Although Mo Weiyi had been cramming and practicing like crazy these past few months, because they did not live in this villa, they could not deeply understand her determination and effort, and secondly, they had never truly believed she could make it to college…

So when Mo Weiyi revealed her score, the old Master Mo’s face was one of shock, “Really?”

Mo Yaoxiong’s brows furrowed still tighter, “This score… are you sure you didn’t get it wrong?”

“…What do you mean by that?” Mo Weiyi glared at them with puffed cheeks, “Wanwan and I checked it together, how could our scores possibly be wrong? Besides, why would I lie to you? I’m telling the truth! And I’ve already filled out my college application form, Nancheng University’s School of Law! Their cut-off score was only 620 points last year, and mine is sure to be enough.”

“So, you’re saying… Yiyi, you really got in?” Upon finally believing, the old Master Mo’s smile broadened, “My granddaughter is indeed amazing! Said you’d do it and you did it! Haha, you are much more impressive than those kids from the Zhou Family, no, more than that, I haven’t seen many who got into Nancheng University in recent years! Yiyi is the best! You’ve made me so proud hahaha…”

Mo Yaoxiong was still somewhat in disbelief, “Yiyi, you really…”

Mo Weiyi nodded vigorously in response.

His frown gradually eased, followed by a sigh, “I never thought…”

“I know you never thought I could get into Nancheng University,” Mo Weiyi said with a beaming smile, her eyes returning to the man across her, “Xiaobai deserves a lot of credit. If he hadn’t said that he would marry me if I got into college, do you think I would have made it?”

The table fell suddenly quiet.

After a brief moment of joy, the old Master Mo’s face slowly tightened.

Mo Yaoxiong’s expression changed instantly.

Clearly.

They all remembered the promise Xiao Yebai and Mo Weiyi had made a few months ago…

“But Xiaobai said,” Mo Weiyi continued to speak with a smile, “that although I got into Nancheng University through my own efforts, what he initially said was that he would consider marrying me. Now he has thought it over, and he doesn’t want to marry me.”

The dining table fell into a prolonged silence once again.

The old Mr. Mo’s eyes were deep as he looked at Xiao Yebai, silent, but his expression had clearly relaxed.

Mo Yaoxiong wanted to speak, “Yebai, you…”

He stopped himself mid-sentence.

Xiao Yebai looked up, “Hmm.”

Mo Yaoxiong: “……”

No more words came out.

Although he had long known that Xiao Yebai had no romantic feelings for Mo Weiyi, the fact that he rejected her so directly, and in front of the elder no less…

Mo Yaoxiong’s gaze shifted.

Indeed, just as he had anticipated, the elder looked upset.

After all, not allowing something was one thing, but to reject it outright in front of him…

The difference between the two was significant.

In the Mo Family, no one had ever dared to do such a thing in his presence.

After pondering for a while, Mo Yaoxiong spoke up, “Yiyi, it’s great that you got into Nancheng University. Since that’s the case, focus on your studies for now, there’s no rush for marriage, you’re still young…”

“I know,” Mo Weiyi interrupted crisply, “Dad, you don’t need to worry so much, I’m quite satisfied with getting into Nancheng University on my own. Besides, if it weren’t for Xiaobai’s words back then, I definitely wouldn’t have worked so hard. Xiaobai was well-intentioned, after all.”

Mo Yaoxiong was once again left speechless: “…”

The old Mr. Mo was also moved by her words. He looked at his granddaughter, “Yiyi, you really don’t blame him?”

This ‘him’…

Naturally referred to Xiao Yebai.

Mo Weiyi smiled, her smile undiminished, “Grandpa, what are you talking about? Why would I blame Xiaobai? Didn’t I just say it? I should thank him; if he hadn’t deceived me for over eight months, how could I possibly have gone from being at the bottom of my class to a university student at Nancheng University? Grandpa, you mustn’t blame Xiaobai either, he was well-intentioned, he did it for my own good.”

Her words were laced with a sarcastic tone that even the old Mr. Mo couldn’t help but twitch his brows in irritation, “Your words clearly carry resentment…”

“I don’t,” Mo Weiyi insisted, nodding emphatically, “I’m truly grateful to him; if he hadn’t said those words back then, I definitely wouldn’t have studied hard, right, Grandpa?”

The old Mr. Mo didn’t respond.

Silence fell over the dining table again.

Mo Weiyi raised her small hand, “Mrs. Zhou, pour me another glass of red wine, please.”

Mrs. Zhou looked at the two male hosts of the house, hesitating.

“Mrs. Zhou?” Mo Weiyi urged.

The old Mr. Mo’s gaze was piercing, “Give her a little less.”

Mrs. Zhou nodded promptly, “Alright.”

She came over with the decanter and meaningfully poured a similar amount as before.

Mo Weiyi didn’t mind; she picked up her glass of red wine, her eyes smiling as she looked at the man across her, “Besides my acceptance to Nancheng University, I have another announcement to make today, and that is…”

She pursed her lips, pondering for a moment.

The man opposite her still had his eyes half-lowered, separated by the thin layer of his glasses, it felt as though there was a distant chasm between them, showing no emotion.

Mo Weiyi couldn’t read him.

But it didn’t matter anymore.

With a smile, she said, “I’ve accepted Chu Shao’s proposal.”