Chapter 894: Chapter 892: The Inconsistent Master Xi, Fortunate to Have Met You
 

Qian Meng had been quite secretive about his recent activities, not convenient to disclose to Mr. Qian the elder, but his words served as a tranquilizer to Old Master Qian, allowing him to rest a little easier.

“We do not seek for the little princess to bring us boundless glory and wealth, we only hope that what we do is worthy of those who have already passed away!”

Old Master Qian’s tone suddenly became sorrowful, and Qian Meng knew that the old man’s thoughts had drifted to those matters again. He wanted to say something to comfort the elder, but he was at a loss for words.

After a little while, Old Master Qian collected himself from the sadness, set down his teacup, and stood up from the chair, straightening out his clothes.

“Alright, have a look in the treasure vault for something suitable to gift to the little princess, pick one out, and present it to her as a present tonight.”

Qian Meng was surprised by what the old man had said. He looked at the elder and asked, understandingly, “Grandpa, does this mean you’re not joining me at the Mu family’s banquet tonight? Not going to celebrate the little princess’s birthday?”

“Yes, I won’t be going. There’s always been discord between the Qian and Mu families, and my sudden appearance at the Mu family’s banquet might lead to all sorts of speculations.”

“Moreover, I do not wish for my attendance to cause any trouble for the little princess. Relate a message to her for me that once her matters are resolved, I will personally visit to offer my congratulations!”

Having said that, Old Master Qian turned and left the warehouse, his silhouette still appeared as vigorous as ever.

After Old Master Qian had departed, Qian Meng turned and walked into the treasure vault amid those treasures, interacting closely with these objects for the first time.

He took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Wen Xin’s video call; the call was answered after only two rings.

Qian Meng looked at the connected video with some excitement, waving his hand vigorously at Wen Xin through the phone.

“Miss… Miss Wen, take a look at these items on the shelves, see if there’s anything you like. My grandfather wants to give you a gift, so pick something. One item or several, as long as you like it, my grandfather will surely be willing to give it to you!”

Qian Meng’s sudden change in how he addressed Wen Xin made her smile gently, she suddenly felt like Qian Meng was showing some intelligence, though not much, it was still progress.

Wen Xin, looking at the array of gifts on the shelves, did not entertain any notions of politeness.

“Pan the camera around; I want to see what treasures your family possesses. I’ve heard a long time ago that Old Master Qian is a collector, that even Jiuquan City’s museum may not have as many treasures as in Old Master Qian’s warehouse. I never expected to have the opportunity to feast my eyes like this.”

While Wen Xin was speaking, Qian Meng’s camera just happened to shift to an ancient painting, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

“Stop, that’s the one! I like this painting. Ask your grandfather if he could gift it to me!”

Actually, Wen Xin did not understand antiques; she had felt an immediate connection with the painting the moment she saw it, not knowing why she had chosen it.

Her decisions were always aligned with her feelings, so her choice now was somewhat impulsive.

“No problem, there’s no need to ask. My grandfather said you could pick anything in here. I’m going to have it packed up and prepared for you right away.”

Seeing that Wen Xin had picked out something she liked, Qian Meng was very happy. He immediately hung up the phone, went out to find the people who took care of the treasure trove every day, took down the painting, packed it in a box, and sent it to Wen Xin in the evening.

When Mu Chengxi came in from outside, he saw Wen Xin staring at her phone and chuckling. He walked over and sat down next to Wen Xin.

“What are you laughing at here all by yourself? Ling Yichen said Barry is clamoring to come to the dinner party, and asked me to check if it would be convenient for you to bring him. Also, my parents have arrived, and my sister asked me to see if you need mom to come and keep you company.”

As Mu Chengxi spoke, his gaze fell on Wen Xin’s arm, which had already had the plaster removed. He originally did not agree with Wen Xin taking off the plaster, but since Wen Xin insisted, there was nothing he could do.

Wen Xin turned her head just in time to see the worried look in Mu Chengxi’s eyes. She stretched out her hand to grasp Mu Chengxi’s hand and squeezed lightly.

“Don’t worry, I won’t treat my own hand as a joke. Sun Ning’s medical arts are excellent, and my hand has recovered well. I’ve checked it myself, my bones have healed, and as long as it is not subjected to a strong impact, there will be no problems.”

Mu Chengxi, feeling the strength in Wen Xin’s grip, had his worries eased quite a bit, but he still did not entirely relax, gently holding Wen Xin.

“Promise me you won’t push yourself and tell me right away if you’re uncomfortable. If you get tired or annoyed, you have to tell me.”

Wen Xin was impatient with this ordeal, and Mu Chengxi knew it all too well. He didn’t want Wen Xin to be worn out by the end of the evening.

“Hmm, I understand. As for Barry, if he wants to come, let him come. Since he happens to be here, if you don’t let him, he won’t agree anyway.”

Wen Xin understood Barry’s character—she knew that if he set his mind to do something, there was nothing he couldn’t accomplish. Even if Ling Yichen didn’t bring him, he would find a way to come anyway. In short, his mind couldn’t be changed.

If that was the case, then let him have his happiness. Having Ling Yichen bring him along would probably not be too jarring.

Mu Chengxi bent down and gently kissed Wen Xin on the cheek, his eyes filled with adoration.

“Then I’ll tell Ling Yichen to bring him along. I still have some things to take care of, so I’ll be busy for a while. Just call me if you need anything.”

Mu Chengxi knew that Wen Xin disliked the clamor outside, so he had Mu Bei specially isolate his wishes to spare Wen Xin any annoyance.

Listening to Mu Chengxi’s thoughtful instructions, Wen Xin smiled gently. She stood up, straightened Mu Chengxi’s clothes, and on tiptoe, she lightly placed a kiss on the corner of Mu Chengxi’s lips.

“You’re going to spoil me this way.”

Looking down at Wen Xin with his eyes lowered, Mu Chengxi gazed into her bright, black eyes and smiled with deep affection and adoration. “You’re going to be my fiancée, and you’re still so polite. All I can do is to spoil you now. I will definitely do this right!”

Mu Chengxi’s gaze was soft as he looked at Wen Xin, his eyes full of burning adoration. She was the most precious person in his life, and he could only cherish and adore her.

Wen Xin looked at Mu Chengxi with half-closed eyes, then laughed lightly. “I guess no one would have expected that Master Xi, who doesn’t always have the best reputation, would have such a side. I feel very fortunate to have met someone as outstanding as you!”