Your Moves Are Getting Smoother

Wen Xin had not expected the usually clever Mu Chengxi to have his moments of foolishness. She put down her chopsticks, straightened her posture, and looked at Mu Chengxi.

"I mean, I'll go to the old house for dinner tonight and check on Grandma's health while I'm there."

Mu Chengxi paused in his shrimp peeling, looking at Wen Xin. He had thought it would take a few more days for Wen Xin to agree to visit the old house, but to his surprise, she agreed to go today.

"Then I'll call Grandma. This morning, my mom called me, asking when I would bring you home," Mu Chengxi said, dialing his Old Madam Mu's number to inform her about bringing Wen Xin for dinner.

The joy in the old lady Mu's voice came through the phone. She was finally going to see the granddaughter-in-law she had been longing for.

Wen Xin picked up her chopsticks again, took a shrimp that Mu Chengxi had peeled for her, dipped it in sauce, and found the taste quite delightful.