Chapter 117

Qi Shaobai, I've thought of what you can perform!

As soon as she finished speaking, Madam Qi and Qi Shaobai turned to look at her simultaneously.

Qi Shaobai: What?

Could it be that he has talents even he himself doesn't know about?

A meaningful smile spread across Sheng Mumu's face as she narrowed her eyes and raised her eyebrows. "You can perform Tai Chi Sword with Granny."

"I can perform with Little One?" Madam Qi's eyes lit up as she abruptly turned to look at her great grandson. "Really?"

Qi Shaobai froze as if struck by acupuncture. "......"

He looked at Sheng Mumu, then at Granny Qi.

Although his mind screamed "no" ten thousand times, he couldn't utter half a "no".

He couldn't bear to see the hopeful expression on Granny's face dashed.

Sheng Mumu also looked at him expectantly, blinking as she awaited his response.

A smile slowly spread across Qi Shaobai's stiff, aloof face. He enunciated word for word:

"Excellent suggestion."

Granny giggled as she hurriedly took out her phone.

She eagerly showed off to her fellow seniors in the elderly university group chat that she would be performing with her great grandson.

Sheng Mumu briskly got up and swiftly asked an attendant to fetch a pen.

She quickly filled out the registration form and handed it back to Qi Shaobai.

Qi Shaobai: ......

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Who could have thought that just a few minutes ago when he was worrying about what to perform, someone would help fill out the form for him just like that?

This stepmother is truly considerate...

In fact, Sheng Mumu had an ulterior motive for this suggestion.

According to the plot in the book, Granny didn't have more than a year left to live.

These past two days, she always felt like something was stuck in her heart. Every time she was with Granny, she would involuntarily think of this.

In addition to chatting and keeping Granny company, she had subtly brought up accompanying Granny to get a checkup several times, but was always gently rejected by Granny with a laugh.

She couldn't forcibly trick her into going, she could only wait for Qi Mo to return.

She knew Qi Mo had already made an appointment with the doctor beforehand.

When he returned, there would surely be a way to bring the stubborn old lady to get examined.

Granny currently looked quite hale and hearty. But because she harbored this concern, Sheng Mumu inevitably felt sad.

What if... what if this wonderful Granny didn't escape that ordained disaster? What then?

Little Qi who was so close to Granny would surely be heartbroken.

The elderly depart this world eventually.

Even if she escaped this disaster, what about the future?

She thought to herself.

Sheng Mumu's gaze slowly shifted.

Granny had already eagerly taken out two tai chi swords and handed one to Qi Shaobai to have him follow her movements and get a feel for it.

With a look of utter despair, Qi Shaobai nodded. He clumsily imitated the motions along with the melodious music.

His attitude was proper, but the movements clumsy.

Granny assumed the stance with the sword held behind her back. She turned to correct her great grandson's posture.

She nitpicked every detail without any carelessness.

Sheng Mumu silently raised her phone and sneakily snapped a photo of the old and young backs.

The corners of her lips lifted slightly, her gaze softening.

If... nothing can be changed.

She hoped little Qi would have more heartwarming memories of Granny in the future.

Sheng Mumu scheduled sword practice times for Qi Shaobai.

Three and a half minutes in the morning, and half an hour at night.

He would spend three and a half minutes practicing with Granny before leaving for school in the morning. At night when he returned, there would be half an hour of concentrated practice.

To increase Qi Shaobai's enthusiasm for sword practice and reduce the idol burden of a young person learning tai chi, Sheng Mumu also participated and practiced with him.

Accompanied by the morning birdsong.

Granny assumed the stance of a strict teacher before the two "students", enthusiastically demonstrating the moves. At night, Sheng Mumu would help Qi Shaobai polish the details.

Granny sat to the side waving her fan, occasionally instructing and pointing out areas for improvement. After just two days, Qi Shaobai had completely memorized the motions.

Seeing there was nothing more that could be improved, Sheng Mumu started looking online for hanfu outfits.

She said she wanted to customize a set of old-fashioned parent-child clothes for the grandfather and grandson pair.

It was Sunday and there was no school.

In the afternoon, Qi Shaobai took the initiative to ask for extra practice.

After two rounds with the sword, he let Granny rest first while he went through the motions alone.

Sheng Mumu kept Granny company as they sat watching him.

As Granny held her daughter-in-law's hand watching her great grandson practice the sword, she chuckled and turned to say to her daughter-in-law:

"Mumu, thank you."

Sheng Mumu was startled. "Granny, what are you talking about?"

A gentle light appeared in Granny's eyes. "For accompanying me and Little One these past few days to practice, instead of going to work. I've delayed you." Sheng Mumu hugged Granny's arm tightly and gently said:

"Accompanying you is the most important thing. As long as you're happy, we as your juniors are willing to do anything."

Granny patted the back of her hand blissfully then suddenly narrowed her eyes as her tone changed.

"I'd be even happier if I could see you and Big One have a little baby."

As she finished speaking, Sheng Mumu's body froze imperceptibly. "......"

Oh my.

The nagging about having a baby from mother-in-law had just ended, now it was starting from granny.

What was worse was,

Granny's nagging was more powerful.

It was hard to refuse and even harder to fool her.

Granny sensitively noticed her hesitation. She suddenly grabbed her hand with a solemn expression, frowning as she asked:

"Mumu, is everything alright between you and Big One?"

Sheng Mumu blankly nodded. "Everything's fine."

Granny's worry didn't diminish but rather increased. "Then why after being married so long, you still don't have plans for a child?"

Sheng Mumu: "......"

Granny pressed her, "Mumu, is it because Qi Mo is too busy with work and doesn't have time to accompany you, so your relationship has faded?"

Sheng Mumu quickly shook her head. "It hasn't faded."

Granny looked incredulous, with an "is that so, I don't believe it" expression.

Just then, the front gate of the villa slowly opened.

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared at the entrance.

The car steadily parked by the garden fountain.

Before little Wang could get out to open the door,

the man in the backseat had already pushed the door open himself.

The man who hadn't been seen for days appeared before them.

The lazy afternoon sunlight shone between the man's heroic and compelling brows, unable to conceal his innate edge.

He casually glanced to the side, and his gaze that was inherently a bit cold happened to meet hers.

Their eyes locked in midair. Sheng Mumu's eyes tightened.

A relieved expression appeared on her fair and clear face.

Her eyes curved into a delighted arc.

Almost in an instant, she thought of how to dispel Granny's doubts and put on an affectionate married couple act.

She beamed radiantly, opening her slender fair arms to welcome her returning husband.

Unexpectedly embracing the man who had just stepped out of the car.

Her voice was soft and sweet.

"Dear, you're back!"