Master's Untamed Wife

Chapter 1119: Coaxing People

Xiang Weimin patted the hand of his mother which was still on his ear and she subconsciously let go. He got down and picked up Justin in his arms. As he held him up, Justin was still not reconciled and kept looking at Song Xin'ai and Xiang Hulin vigilantly with his puffed-up cheeks.     

Xiang Weimin poked his cheek with her finger and asked, "What are you doing here? Didn't I leave you with your mother?"     

"I was looking for you and then I saw them bullying you," said Justin in his sweet voice.     

"No one is bullying me though," said Xiang Weimin.     

Justin looked at his ear and pouted, "But your ear is all red. Does it hurt? Should I blow on it?"     

"Okay. You blow on it. It won't hurt," said Xiang Weimin to reassure him. Although it actually didn't hurt at all. He was just messing with his mother. How could a big man like him be afraid of ear-pulling? Besides, which child hadn't gotten their ears pulled in their life by their parents? He wasn't an exception.     

Justin seriously blew on Xiang Weimin's ear and even touched it lightly with his small hand.      

It looked like he was in more pain than Xiang Weimin.     

Xiang Weimin couldn't help kissing his cheek saying, "It doesn't hurt anymore. You blew the pain away."     

"Really?" asked Justin seriously. He was a kid but he believed he wasn't so easy to fool.     

"It really doesn't hurt," replied Xiang Weimin.     

Justin looked at Song Xin'ai and Xiang Hulin, "It's all these bad people's fault."     

Xiang Weimin pursed his lips to control his smile. As he looked up, he found his parents glaring at him. He cleared his throat unnaturally and said, "They are not bad people."     

"But they hurt you. And they even yelled at you," was Justin's response.     

"They are my parents," told Xiang Weimin. "They have the right to yell at me. Who told me to be their son? They are irresponsible parents but definitely not bad people."     

"Huh!" Song Xin'ai snorted. "Look who is calling us irresponsible."     

"Right. At least, we can recognize our own kids," responded Xiang Hulin.     

"What are you both whispering?" asked Xiang Weimin curiously because he believed it had something to do with himself. "You know it's a bad habit to whisper like this."     

"We have our own secrets," said Song Xin'ai. "We don't feel the need to tell you about you."     

"Exactly!"     

"Wow! You both are agreeing? That's rare."     

"How is it rare?" asked Song Xin'ai. "We agreed on a lot of things. Or else we won't have had three kids together."     

"Oh," was the only response Xiang Weimin gave because he didn't want to have this discussion. "Anyway, next time don't scare this little bean. Keep your fierce aura away."     

"What? We are scary?" asked Xiang Hulin and Song Xin'ai simultaneously.      

"Or else? Can you please smile a little? Don't always keep that straight face. You scared the little kid. Do you know how it can affect his mental health? What if it leaves a shadow on him?"         

Their faces twitched when they heard that. They didn't think they kept a straight face as much as Xiang Weimin did himself. And even they didn't dare to be too harsh to this son who had a fierce and intimidating aura, yet he was telling them that they were the ones with a fierce and scary aura?      

They really didn't know what to say to him.     

"I really want to slap his face with a truth right now," said Song Xin'ai.     

"So do I," agreed Xiang Hulin. "But this isn't the right time or place. Let's wait."     

Song Xin'ai shook her head at this son and said, "You just wait. I'll see how long you can keep smiling smugly."     

Xiang Weimin gaped at his mother, "Is there a mother who wants her own son to stop smiling?"     

"I said smugly," emphasized Song Xin'ai.     

"What are you all doing here?"     

Xiang Weimin turned around and said, "Grandfather, these two are berating me."     

Grandfather Xiang looked at Song Xin'ai and Xiang Hulin, "Both of you don't get to hurt my grandson." Xiang Weimin gave them a look but it instantly fell when Grandfather Xiang added, "I'll deal with him myself."     

"Huh?" Xiang Weimin was dumbfounded. "Grandfather, what do you mean? What have I done?"     

"You'll know soon enough," replied Grandfather Xiang. "Let's get through this engagement first. After that, we'll deal with the mess you have created for all of us."     

"Wait? I really did something?" asked Xiang Weimin. "I think I'm very innocent."     

"You don't look very innocent to me," said Grandfather Xiang. "But since you're my grandson, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt for now. Take Justin with you elsewhere. There is no need for him to get bored in between us."     

"Oh-okay," Xiang Weimin hurriedly ran away with Justin.     

After he left, Grandfather Xiang turned to Song Xin'ai and Xiang Hulin who stood straight with their heads down like two kids who were waiting to be punished.     

"Can't you two have patience at this age?"     

"He came to find faults himself," said Xiang Hulin. "Father, I couldn't help it. Besides, you should understand me. If I had something like this, you'd have already beaten me with your belt."     

Grandfather Xiang snorted, "Belt? Why would I waste my belt when I can use my leather whip?"     

Xiang Hulin gulped and didn't dare to look at his father.     

  "You both need to stay out of this," said Grandfather Xiang. "Chenyan will handle it. Stand aside and just observe. No matter what, I still won't allow you to hurt my grandson."     

"Yes, Father."     

"Yes, Elder Xiang."     

"Elder Xiang!" Grandfather Xiang looked up and he smiled gently at the person who called him.     

"Oh, it's Feifei. I've been meaning to have a chat with you. Why did your brother-in-law didn't come?"         

"He wanted to," answered Su Feifei as she looked at Xiang Hulin who still standing obediently. "But something came up. But don't worry. He said once he is free, he'll come to see you."     

"That's alright," said Grandfather Xiang.     

"Oh, by the way, have you met my grandnephew?" asked Su Feifei as she pushed Rowan ahead. "Meet Rowan."     

Grandfather Xiang smiled at Rowan, "Oh, this young man is so handsome."     

"Thank you!" said Rowan politely. "How are you great-granduncle? I heard from grandfather about you."     

"Did you?"      

"Yes. Before coming here, he told me about you. Also, Aunt Chenyan also came to my birthday. My grandfather was really sad that you didn't come."     

Grandfather Xiang laughed, "I couldn't come. I'm sorry for that."     

"It's okay. I received your gift and well wishes. I can't possibly trouble you to come over. I am a junior. I should come to see you instead."     

"Aiyo! What a sensible young man you are!"     

Su Feifei smiled proudly and patted Rowan's shoulder, "Isn't he? He is my darling grandnephew."     

"You only have one grandnephew," reminded Rowan lightly.     

Su Feifei laughed awkwardly when she heard that and touched her nose. Then she turned to Song Xin'ai, "Professor Song, we meet again."     

"Yeah," said Song Xin'ai and purposely moved away from Xiang Hulin. She didn't want to create trouble for her ex-husband by staying close. But how could her small movement or her thoughts escape Su Feifei's eyes? She might be as casual about life as Mu Chenyan but they both were also very careful with things. Or else, they wouldn't have been friends for so long.     

"Rowan, aren't you gonna say hello?" Su Feifei turned to Rowan.     

Rowan sensibly moved over and said hello to Song Xin'ai since he had already met Xiang Hulin when he came. "Hello, Auntie!"     

"Why is she auntie and Brother Hulin is granduncle?" asked Su Feifei.     

"You think I want to call him granduncle? Isn't it because he is your date? The seniority will be messed up. That's why I told you to don't let me call you grandaunt. It sounds wrong."     

"Why? I like being the elder," responded Su Feifei happily.     

"Rowan," Grandfather Xiang called out. "I heard you became good friends with my little prince."     

"Are you talking about, Fai Ge?"     

"Yes."     

"I think we really are good friends," said Rowan happily. "We have good chemistry. I quite like him."     

"How did you guess I am talking about him?"     

"Because he looks like a prince," replied Rowan. "And he can act like one too. But he insists on acting like a kid instead. Either way, he is very good."         

"Indeed, he is very good," agreed Grandfather Xiang. Then he had a pleasant conversation with Rowan while the others just stood aside not being able to even interfere. One could tell that Rowan was very good at coaxing old people because, from the moment he appeared, Grandfather Xiang couldn't stop smiling at all.      

"Tsk, I could never have this talent," lamented Su Feifei. "My mother was always angry with me for being insensible."     

"It couldn't be worse than me," muttered Song Xin'ai softly as she looked at thee interaction between Rowan and Grandfather Xiang seriously. She seemed to be studying it. And she had to say it was really a talent to be able to please old people. Sadly, she never had it and she was considered old now.