The Daughter of the Enchanted in the Modern Age

Chapter 14

"Oh, my baby's here."

Old Master Jun, who was practicing calligraphy under a sycamore tree in the courtyard, heard a familiar childish voice.

Immediately putting the calligraphy brush in his hand, he walked towards the door with a smile on his friendly face.

Reflecting the expression of the old man, Xiao Bao, who was wearing a Pikachu-patterned shirt, smiled until his eyes curved into a crescent moon. He threw himself into Old Master Jun's embrace.

"Good morning, great-grandfather." Xiao Bao grabbed his great-grandfather's beard and grinned.

"August, baby. Where's dad?"

"Mom and Dad are outside."

Xia Wanyuan's? The old master remained calm after hearing Xiao Bao's words, but deep down, he was pondering.

She already felt sorry for her grandson by forcing him to marry her back then. Therefore, he did not comment on the fact that Jun Shiling had ignored Xia Wanyuan.

In the past two years, Jun Shiling had gradually gained a strong foothold. Her divorce with Xia Wanyuan was a foreseeable step. She herself also disliked Xia Wanyuan's behavior.

However, thinking of her precious great-grandson, she had no choice but to give Xia Wanyuan a certain status.

Well... The old master sighed deeply. He did not want to care about their business anymore. As she looked at her cute great-grandson, she only hoped that Ah Ling could solve the problem well without hurting the child.

The sound of the door being pushed open interrupted his way of thinking. The old master widened his eyes and looked at the person walking towards him.

Xia Wanyuan's impression of Xia Wanyuan remained her as the woman who approached her with an ultrasound scan four years ago. Her makeup was exquisite, and there was an ambition that could not be hidden and a dominant line in her eyes.

However, Xia Wanyuan who was currently standing beside Jun Shiling was graceful and generous. His brows were arranged and exuded a sense of tranquility.

Standing under the roof of the carved door, she looked like a noble lady who had just come out of the painting, exuding an extremely classic elegance.

"Mother!" After seeing Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan, Xiao Bao let go of his grandfather's hand and ran over to Xia Wanyuan.

When the little boy reached her, Xia Wanyuan smiled and stroked Xiao Bao's head. At the same time, Jun Shiling bowed slightly towards Old Master Jun.

"Grandfather."

Xia Wanyuan looked at the old man in front of her who was still healthy and fit despite his advanced age. He had a kind look on his face. He bowed slightly and greeted her as Jun Shiling did.

"Grandfather."

His calm and polite tone, as well as his calm demeanor, made the former head of the Jun family exclaim in admiration. He looked at Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan from top to bottom subconsciously.

"Well, since you're here, come in and sit down." Grandparents finally threw away their faces.

It had been a long time since the old man had seen Xiao Bao, and he had missed the child so much. Therefore, he brought Xiao Bao over to see the toys and gifts he had prepared for him.

The room became quiet while Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan sat on the sofa.

From the moment she entered, Xia Wanyuan realized that the rectangle looked rather ordinary and small.

However, the red wooden tables and chairs in the room, double ear vases with gold bird carvings, folding screens that have green enamel carvings, were, and the various small decorations that could be seen everywhere were all filled with an ancient aura. One glance and one could tell that they were worn out by the sands of time.

There are some beautiful views hanging on the wall. When Xia Wanyuan was young, she had been enlightened by the most respected Master Yu Qian of the Xia Dynasty. Then, he was nurtured by the four most outstanding masters of the arts.

He is very good at painting and calligraphy. Even Master Yu Qian praised him for his original intelligence.

The paintings hanging in the room were all filled with content and emotion as if the artist had hidden his pure aura into those paintings, allow them to pass the time and communicate with people a thousand years later.

Xia Wanyuan's eyes twinkled and she couldn't help but walk to the front of the image in the middle. The weather is gloomy, the clouds are bright, the brushwork is good, and the ink is very good. Xia Wanyuan could not help but carefully ponder his punch.

"..."

Jun Shiling had been shocked too often before, so he was no longer surprised that Xia Wanyuan seemed to be interested in Chinese art. Her deep gaze was fixed on Xia Wanyuan's focus profile.

***

It soon became clear that Old Master Jun liked spicy food. At lunch, in addition to the bland dishes for Jun Shiling and Jun Yin, there were also some dishes of Sichuan dishes filled with bright red chili oil.

Xia Wanyuan glanced at the Spicy Boiled Fish watered with pepper and chili. It looks very spicy and sparkling tempting.

Ever since he arrived in the modern world, the food he had tasted was basically sumptuous and delicious. He wants to try it. Xia Wanyuan blinked and finally reached out to take a piece and put it in her mouth.

Mm, a spicy sensation filled his mouth, but the taste was indeed not bad. Xia Wanyuan could not help but bite again. A chilli taste started attacking him, and Xia Wanyuan felt as if the tip of her tongue was burning.

Just as he was about to swallow a mouthful of rice to relieve his spiciness, someone gave him a glass of water. Xia Wanyuan turned her head and looked at Jun Shiling's cold side profile.

"Thank you," Xia Wanyuan said softly. Swallowing water, finally eliminating the spiciness.

Old Master Jun, who was sitting in the main seat, watched Jun Shiling's actions without batting an eye. He took out a piece of fish and threw it into his mouth, hiding a smile on his face.

After lunch, it was Old Master Jun's rest time. Xiao Bao had been playing with toys for a long time and he felt sleepy, so he went to nap with his great-grandfather.

"Young Master, do you and Miss Xia need a break?"

Compared to how he had ignored Xia Wanyuan when he had just arrived, Uncle Liu's attitude towards him had clearly changed.

After all, if he could go home with Jun Shiling and even be close to Little Master, he would naturally have to reevaluate Xia Wanyuan's status. Even the old master seemed to have an undetectable approval on him.

"No need, Uncle Liu. You should go and rest." After seeing Xia Wanyuan walking towards the courtyard, Jun Shiling followed him.

The afternoon sun is not hot in spring. Instead, it exuded a comfortable warmth. In the blue sky, clouds like cotton candy slowly floated. The leaves of the sycamore tree rustled in the spring breeze, and the wind blew the ink-stained paper on the table.

The ink slab on the table was as smooth as jade, and the soft scent of pine soot ink floated with the wind.

Xia Wanyuan saw and knew that the ink and paper on the table were of the highest quality, which made her itch to show off her skills.

"You can use this. Grandpa likes to practice calligraphy and likes to appreciate the work of others as well."

Jun Shiling involuntarily walked under the sycamore tree. The afternoon sun shone on his face, making him look like a noble man.

"Can I?" Xia Wanyuan tilted her head, her eyes filled with clear anticipation.

"M." Jun Shiling nodded.

Xia Wanyuan took off her jacket and placed it on the side. Taking the brush on the table, he dipped it in ink. Then he tilted his head and thought for a moment before putting down the brush.

Xia Wanyuan's hands looked slender and weak, but unexpectedly, she did not lose her grip on the thick brush.

The brush slid across the parchment and stretched, guided by its firm, yet gentle sweep at the same time.

Meanwhile, Jun Shiling stood to the side and looked at Xia Wanyuan's side profile. In a daze, he seemed to be walking into an ink painting. The person in front of him had a classic elegance that he could not see.

"Done!" Xia Wanyuan finally put down her brush. The ink of the highest quality really lives up to its reputation. Although he had not written for a long time, he could write very smoothly with high-quality ink.

The ink painting in front of him suddenly opened, and the smiling Xia Wanyuan in front of him seemed to have brought him back to the real world.

Jun Shiling lowered his head to look at the words written by Xia Wanyuan. His gaze instantly froze, and his almond-shaped eyes exuded thousands of emotions.

On paper, there were three clearly defined characters that unfolded like phoenixes circling in the sky.

"June"

"Yes"

"Ling"

"Because I borrowed your paper, I gave you three characters in return." Xia Wanyuan's eyelashes curved up, and sunlight shone through her eyes.

"I don't know." Jun Shiling stared intently at the three words on the paper. Since he was also somewhat proficient in calligraphy, he could tell that the scratches on the paper had a unique appeal and strength.

That's rare.

Jun Shiling looked at Xia Wanyuan's eyes deeply and finally nodded, revealing a confident expression.

"It was well written."

"Thank you for your compliment." Xia Wanyuan's smile widened.

"Old Master, what do you think?"

Unknowingly, Old Master Jun had gotten up and stood by the window, looking at the two of them.

"What opinion can I have?" The Old Master sighed deeply.

"Older Ah Ling died early and has been alone since childhood. I'm old, I don't even know when I'll be..."

Hearing Old Master's words, Uncle Liu immediately replied, "Old Master, don't say that. You're still in good health."

"Miss Xia seems to be very different from what the rumors say. Didn't his master say it back then? He is a blessing from Young Master."

The old man sighed as he looked at the couple in the sunlight.

"I hope so."

After Xiao Bao woke up, Jun Shiling returned with his men. After they left, Old Master looked at the door for a while before returning to the courtyard.

"Master, the wind is blowing. Let me bring it all back inside." Uncle Liu started collecting papers and brushes on the table.

"Hold."

The old man seemed to see something strange as he stared at the words on the table intently.

Uncle Liu tilted his head to look. He was a layman, but he could see that this calligraphy was written with gusto.

"What's this?" Uncle Liu was surprised.

"Miss Xia just wrote this."

"Big! Words contain the essence of a person. It seems I underestimated Xia Wanyuan."

The more Old Master considered the text, the more he felt that this calligraphy was well written. She's amazed. After looking at it for a while, he finally raised his hand to gesture to Uncle Liu.

"Xiao Liu, send these words to the manor."

The old man looked at him reluctantly and finally made up his mind.

"Yes, Old Master."

After sending Xia Wanyuan and Xiao Bao back to the apartment, Jun Shiling returned to the manor alone. The car drove slowly and he saw flowers, plants, and pavilions outside.

It was a place he had lived in for over twenty years, but this was the first time Jun Shiling felt that the place was too vast.

In his mind, he could not help but think of the person he saw outside the window. In the morning sun and surrounded by flowers and plants, his side profile was as if illuminated by light.

Four marble pillars support the four corners of the mansion and the bright crystal lamps emit a dazzling light.

After taking off his suit, Jun Shiling sat on the sofa and closed his eyes. He had never liked the crowd since he was young, so there were very few people in the manor who would appear beside him unless necessary.

For some reason, Jun Shiling suddenly felt that the room was too quiet that day.

"Young master."

A voice suddenly came from the door.

"What's that?"

Jun Shiling opened his eyes and looked towards the door. The waiter was holding a rectangular box.

"Young Master, Old Master asked someone to send this box. He said to give it to you. "

"Bring it up."

With permission, the waiter brought the box in.

After firing the servants, Jun Shiling opened the box. The smooth paper was as soft as a baby's skin under the light. Even when he opened the box, the smell of ink greeted him.

The ink had dried up, and those pitch-black words were glittering under the light.

An invisible warmth filled Jun Shiling's eyes.

***

At the hospital, Xia Yu had just finished her fight with the haters. Putting his phone down in a huff, he looked towards the door for the umpteenth time.

"Why hasn't he come yet?" Xia Yu pursed her lips. Nanny Li came to deliver lunch during the day and told her that Xia Wanyuan might visit later tonight.

Which means he should be here by now.

To think that he had been waiting for it for so long.

"Hgm."

At this moment, the sound of high heels, mixed with the childish chatter, could be heard from outside the door.

Xia Yu hurriedly stuffed her phone under the pillow and covered herself with a blanket. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

As the temperature was slightly cooler at night, Xia Wanyuan had returned to the apartment to change her clothes. Once again, Xiao Bao insisted on visiting his uncle, so Xia Wanyuan agreed to take him.

"Uncle!"

Xiao Bao opened the door and ran in, calling Xia Yu with his cute voice.

Xia Yu's eyes twitched but she was still pretending to be asleep.

"Uncle, it's time to get up and eat!" Xiao Bao leaned against the bed and poked Xia Yu's cheek with his stye finger.

Deciding enough time had passed, Xia Yu opened her eyes slowly as if someone had woken her up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the little boy.

"Uncle!" Xiao Bao smirked from ear to ear.

"Good boy!" Xia Yu patted Xiao Bao's head and looked at Xia Wanyuan indifferently.

"Why are you here again?"

"I brought you some food. Why are you more picky than Xiao Bao? He's a good kid and eats his carrots too."

Xia Wanyuan put the dishes on the table.

"Uncle, you can't be too picky! Carrots are good."

With that, Xiao Bao reached out and handed Xia Yu a bowl of pork ribs and carrots.

"..."

Although she did not like the taste of carrots, Xia Yu still finished her plate when she saw Xiao Bao's sparkling eyes.

After dinner, Xia Yu toyed with Xiao Bao for some time. Xia Yu was young and had many tricks, and Xiao Bao was completely fascinated by it.

During that time, Xia Wanyuan learned more about Xia Yu's condition from the doctor before she returned to the ward. Looking at the two grinning faces, the corner of Xia Wanyuan's lips curved up. Although Xia Yu looked like an incarnation of a demon, she herself was actually still a child.

"The doctor said that you will be discharged tomorrow. Are you planning on going home?"

Xia Yu, who was playing with Xiao Bao, stopped when she heard this and her eyes were filled with ridicule.

"Home? Which house do you mean? And who is my family called? Was it Chairman Xia who never cared for me, or the woman who wanted me to disappear as quickly as possible so that she could make room for her other child?"

The ridicule from the outside world these past few days and the depression that was confined in his heart suddenly erupted from the word 'house'.

After yelling at Xia Wanyuan, Xia Yu finally realized that she should not have told him that. He pursed his lips and lowered his head to hide the redness in his eyes.

There was a long silence.

"Then come back with me. I will join the production team in a few days. You can stay home and accompany Xiao Bao."

'What?'

Xia Yu raised her head suddenly, her eyes glittering.

"unneeded. I don't like to trouble others."

Ever since she was young, she knew that no one liked her. He was also used to not bother anyone.

"Uncle, come back with us. That way, we can play together every day!"

As if wanting to emphasize her point, Xiao Bao hugged Xia Yu's arm and looked at her expectantly.

"You don't bother anyone. The house is ready. I'll have someone pick you up tomorrow." After making up her mind, Xia Wanyuan lifted Xiao Bao from the bed and pulled him away.

On the bed, Xia Yu's eyes glittered with redness as she watched Xia Wanyuan leave the room.

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