Simo Yan is an iceberg, and Wen Yan knows that winning him over won't be easy.
But every difficult journey starts with a single step. To avoid dying again, she absolutely will not give up easily.
"Grandpa, it's been half a year since I married your grandson, and he hasn't even given me his WeChat." Wen Yan blinked her eyes, putting on a pitiful look.
Old Master Si grumbled inwardly, With the way you used to side with outsiders before, who would feel comfortable giving you their WeChat?
But now, Old Master Si felt Wen Yan had become somewhat different from before.
If she could really foresee the future, it would be an immense boon for their Si family.
Having lived over seventy years, Old Master Si had even seen ghosts before—after all, the world is full of wonders.
Old Master Si adjusted his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and took out his phone.
Don't let his age fool you; he's quite adept with smartphones.
"I'll push Eldest's WeChat to you. You add him, and I'll make sure he accepts."
Simo Yan's handsome face darkened. "Grandpa—"
"Grandpa nothing! Hurry up and accept your wife's request."
Simo Yan accepted with an expressionless face.
Wen Yan gave a bewitching smile and immediately picked out a photo of the original host in a bikini from her album to send to Simo Yan.
"Hubby, a bonus for adding me~"
Hearing his WeChat notification, Simo Yan glanced at his phone casually.
A photo of a woman in a black bikini filled his screen.
The woman had just emerged from a swimming pool, dripping wet, her hands resting on the ladder, her skin glowing pale under the sunlight.
She wore no makeup, as fresh and lovely as a lotus flower just out of the water.
Her slender, graceful curves were outlined perfectly.
Wen Yan stared directly at Simo Yan. Most men would feel a stir seeing such a photo, yet he showed not the slightest reaction.
Ascetic and restrained.
No, to be more precise, he seemed like someone with a low sex drive.
Right now, I wish I were an octopus, so I could use all eight tentacles to slap this frigid man to death.
He's actually unmoved by a bikini photo? Does he really need me to strip naked?
"Ahem, ahem—" Old Master Si choked on his own saliva.
Si Youyou covered her flushed, shrimp-red little face with both hands.
Simo Yan, however, shot an icy glance at Wen Yan. "Focus on your food."
Seeing he finally acknowledged her, Wen Yan's fox-like eyes curved into crescents, her smile enchanting. "Alrighty, I'll definitely eat well."
Work hard to become the big-boobed girl you like.
Old Master Si and Si Youyou silently glanced at Simo Yan.
Simo Yan found it hard to defend himself.
When had he ever said he liked big breasts?
This woman was just spouting nonsense in her heart!
Simo Yan didn't eat much breakfast. He set down his knife and fork, picked up a napkin, and elegantly dabbed his thin lips. "Grandpa, I'm taking Wen Yan to the psychiatric hospital now."
Old Master Si raised a hand. "No rush. Your uncles, aunts, and cousins are all coming to meet your wife."
As soon as Old Master Si finished speaking, a clamor of noise arose from the entrance of the main villa.
The second and third branches of the family had all arrived.
Old Master Si's first wife, the old lady, had been heartbroken by him years ago. She hadn't stayed with the Si family but had gone to cultivate her mind in a Buddhist temple, shutting out the affairs of the world.
Before leaving for the temple, she made Old Master Si swear an oath and write a guarantee that the family's main business and assets would only be passed to her own legitimate eldest grandson in the future.
Feeling guilty towards the old lady, and considering that Simo Yan was indeed excellent in every aspect and suited to be his heir, Old Master Si agreed.
But he didn't know that the other branches of the Si family were not content.
The Si family's fortune was coveted not only by internal family members but also by an illegitimate son, the male lead, from the outside.
With wolves in front and tigers behind, no wonder the Si family ended up fragmented in the end!
Watching over a dozen people swarm in, Wen Yan felt a headache coming on.
She wasn't the least bit interested in the Si family members. She just wanted to charm Simo Yan and reach that 100 favorability score!
"Xiao Yan, this is your Second Uncle and Second Aunt. They have four children. Third Uncle and Third Aunt have three children. And this is your Little Uncle—he's still unmarried for now—"
While Old Master Si was introducing everyone, Wen Yan's gaze swept over the youngest son, Si Jincheng.
Holy crap!
Hearing Wen Yan's inner exclamation, Old Master Si's eyes behind his reading glasses narrowed sharply.
Here it comes! Here it comes!
There's definitely a situation!
Old Master Si subtly observed the expressions of the other Si family members.
Nothing seemed amiss.
It seemed that, for now, only the members of the main branch and he himself could hear Wen Yan's inner thoughts.
Hehe, he truly was the chosen old master!
He must have done some tremendous good deed in his past life to deserve such a blessing!
That beauty in the nurse's uniform next to Si Jincheng must be Qiu Ruoshui, the woman he's about to gift to the old master, who later even gives the old master a youngest son, right!
Old Master Si abruptly looked at the woman beside Si Jincheng.
He had noticed her when she entered with him earlier.
In her thirties, with skin like congealed cream, wearing a nurse's uniform, her figure curvaceous, her face a petite oval with exquisitely delicate features.
She had a certain fox-like charm and allure of a young married woman.
The old master, being advanced in years, likes this vixen type of woman. His youngest son specifically picked the type the old master fancies.
Old Master Si stroked his beard, his eyes unsure where to rest.
Lust was his only flaw in this life.
Can't help it, it's in a man's nature.
"Father, this is Qiu Ruoshui. She graduated from an advanced nursing college and was once a head nurse at the city hospital. She is very familiar with nursing, massage, and all kinds of work beneficial to your health. I specially invited her here to take care of you."
Si Jincheng brought Qiu Ruoshui before Old Master Si.
Based on his understanding of the old man, Si Jincheng was sure he would be very pleased.
Wen Yan glanced at Qiu Ruoshui and couldn't help but sigh; young married women really have a powerful effect on older men!
Can't blame the old master either—that chest, tsk tsk, even she was drooling looking at it!
The old master's tragedy is about to begin.
Old Master Si's white beard twitched sharply.
His tragedy was related to this Qiu Ruoshui?
Wen Yan finished her sandwich, took a sip of milk, and leisurely enjoyed the drama.
Damn, that's bold. This Qiu Ruoshui is Si Jincheng's mistress on the side. They've been going at it like wildfire for nearly half a year.
Recently, Si Jincheng has gotten a bit bored, but he can't bear to dump the mistress. So he remembered that the old man at home likes this type, and decided to give his used young beauty to his own father.
This way, he can use the young beauty to keep the old man happy while also staying updated on the old man's latest situation. And in the end—
And in the end, what?
Spit it all out in one go!
Damn it!
Old Master Si was so angry he felt like ascending to the western heavens right now.
He had thought Qiu Ruoshui somewhat attractive earlier, but now looking at her, he just found her disgusting.
Played with and tired of by his youngest son, then handed over to him? Was he a backup plan, a trash collector?
