Take her as my wife

After getting off work that evening, Jiang Ni drove to pick up Tan Wen, and the two headed to the old man's house.

Xia Xun had already prepared a sumptuous yet not extravagant meal for the young couple. The door was wide open, and Jiang Ni and Tan Wen entered the house. The housekeeper handed them newly bought matching slippers, showing thoughtfulness and care.

"Come and eat," Xia Xun waved from the restaurant, his loving gaze falling on Jiang Ni's face, his tone gentle, "Nini, you've lost weight. You must eat more; your health comes first."

Jiang Ni and Tan Wen changed their shoes and went inside, taking a hot towel from another nanny to wipe their hands.

"My weight hasn't changed much," Jiang Ni replied. "I exercise every day now, complete the tasks Coach Jian assigns me, and go to her on weekends to learn techniques, so my physique might have changed a bit."

As soon as she spoke, Xia Xun looked at her a few more times. He felt that she was more energetic and spirited than before, with a more heroic air and a more graceful and beautiful figure. She was not only sexy, but also had an imperceptible resilience.

Tan Wen pulled out a chair for Jiang Ni, cleared his throat, and said, "One look is enough. If you look any longer, I'll start to suspect you're being disrespectful to your elders."

Xia Xun's hands were itching—the urge to hit him with his cane grew stronger.

Speaking of which, Xia Zhengyue, Xia Zhengyi, and even Xia Yuanshan, which one hasn't been beaten by him? But this brat in front of him is so disrespectful and arrogant, he's practically defecating on his head!

As the saying goes, jade cannot become a vessel without being carved. The old man thought to himself, why not find a fault in him and give this kid a beating?

Tan Wen had just picked up his chopsticks when he suddenly sneezed. Jiang Ni handed him a tissue: "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"

"No," Tan Wen rubbed his nose, glancing at the old man opposite him, his voice undisguised, "I guess someone is cursing at me or something."

Xia Xun: "..."

Jiang Ni couldn't help but chuckle, finding the interaction between the grandfather and grandson quite amusing. However, she still gently nudged Tan Wen's leg under the table, reminding him to be mindful of the old man's manner of speaking.

Tan placed one hand under the table and pressed it against her thigh.

His palms were always warm.

Even through her bodycon skirt, Jiang Ni could feel the heat emanating from the fabric.

Not satisfied, he moved his hand downwards and touched the soft flesh of her thigh, which was covered by thin stockings.

Pinch, knead, and play with your fingers in circles, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily.

Jiang Ni glanced at him, her eyes warning him: Behave yourself! Take your hands away!

Tan Wen stopped when he had enough, took his hand away, and began to eat properly.

Xia Xun had no idea that his most filial grandson was so audacious as to act like a hooligan right under his nose. He ignored Tan Wen's deliberately made remark and went straight to the point: "You should know about the matter of recognizing your ancestors and returning to the clan, right?"

Tan Wen became more serious: "Okay, I understand."

"What are your thoughts?" Xia Xun asked him.

"I'll do as you say."

Xia Xun gave Xia Wei a wink, and Xia Wei then presented the wooden square tray he had been holding to Tan Wen and Jiang Ni.

"To be recognized as a member of the Xia family, you must be included in our Xia family genealogy. It is definitely not in accordance with the rules for people with different surnames," Xia Xun pointed to the brocade pouch on the tray. "There are three names in here. I asked a master from a temple to give you one. You can choose one to be used in the genealogy."

Tan Wen had no objection to this, since Xia Xun wasn't asking him to change his name.

He gave the decision to Jiang Ni: "Sister, choose one for me."

Jiang Ni glanced at Xia Xun, who said calmly, "Nini can choose, your choice will definitely be good."

He also went to have his fortune told for Jiang Ni and Tan Wen's marriage.

The master host simply said eight words: "A match made in heaven, a perfect union."

So Jiang Ni chose the pink brocade pouch.

Tan Wen actually knew she would choose this.

He picked up the brocade pouch, opened it, and pulled out the slip of paper inside.

Jiang Ni peeked out to look.

There were three words written on it:

——【Xia Jizong】.

Tan Wen folded the note, put it back in the brocade pouch, and commented with three words: "A good name."

Jiang Ni nodded in agreement: "【风光霬月】 (Feng Guang Ji Yue) symbolizes a bright and sunny life, and 【宗】 (Zong) is the same character as your nickname, which is really good."

Xia Xun was actually most satisfied with this name: "Nini chose it well."

Tan Wen placed the brocade pouch on the tray and leaned closer to Jiang Ni: "I just think that the character '霁' and your sister's character '霓' share the same radical, making them look like a couple's name. I really like that."

He liked it so much that he even considered changing his name.

They would look so perfect together if they were registered on a marriage certificate.

However, his name contained He Xiaoling's deep admiration and love for Xia Zhengyue, so in the end he suppressed the idea of ​​changing his name.

"Okay," Tan replied.

After dinner, Xia Xun found an excuse to call Tan Wen upstairs to the study. Jiang Ni knew they were going to talk about something, so she didn't ask any questions. Under the guidance of the nanny, she went to the old man's garden.

There's even a bird's nest swing here, the "nest" is made entirely of woven rattan.

Jiang Ni never really liked swinging when she was little, not because swinging wasn't fun, but because in her memory, there was a swing that held one of the few warm memories she shared with Li Yuwen.

She remembered it as a very beautiful hillside.

In September and October, the hillside was covered with white chamomile flowers. The little girl sat on the wooden swing, and Li Yuwen pushed her from behind, slowly pushing the swing higher and higher, until she felt as if she were flying.

She was surrounded by a faint floral fragrance, and every gust of wind seemed to caress her tender face.

"Nini, hold on tight."

Later, Jiang Ni stopped playing with this outdoor toy. She knew that there was no longer a gentle woman behind her to send her soaring high into the air.

I can no longer smell that fragrance of flowers, nor feel that gentle breeze.

"Miss, would you like to try it? I can push you around for a while," the nanny said, noticing that she had been staring at the swing for quite some time.

Jiang Ni thought for a moment and said, "I can do it myself, no need to push, thank you."

The design of the bird's nest swing is not suitable for pushing it up to play. She sat on the swing and did not kick her legs too hard, and the swing swayed slightly.

"I'm talking to you, you brat, what are you staring at?" Xia Xun slapped the table, bringing Tan Wen back to his senses.

Tan Wen turned his head and casually sat down opposite Xia Xun: "I didn't hear you just now. What did you say? Please repeat it."

Xia Xun glared at him irritably, but repeated, "I said, the rigid are easily broken, while the flexible endure. Your ruthless and cold personality is not a good thing; you need to change it."

Both grandfather and grandson were intelligent men, and Tan Wen naturally understood the unspoken meaning behind his words.

"I didn't initially intend to be this ruthless," Tan Wen said, his smile fading. "But as I said, Jiang Ni is my life. Since they dared to touch my life, they should be prepared to trade their lives for mine."

Xia Xun remained silent, simply meeting his gaze.

The grandfather and grandson's similar features both hinted at a sharp edge.

"Do you think I did something wrong?"

Xia Xun's lips moved, but before he could speak, he heard Tan Wen's tone soften and his brows and eyes relax.

"You don't think that way, otherwise you wouldn't have agreed to take me back and let me handle the aftermath."

He skillfully feigned innocence: "I will gradually change my approach to being firm and gentle—as long as it doesn't involve my wife."

That's not like talking for nothing!

"You only act recklessly when it comes to things related to Nini, daring to do anything..." Xia Xun rolled his eyes at him.

Tan Wen raised the corners of his lips: "Then I hope that Grandpa will extend his love to my wife as well. With your support, who will dare to bully my wife? Won't my personality gradually change?"

That's not wrong, and the old man actually thought his words made sense.

While he was pondering, his eldest grandson stood up and walked over, placing his hands on the table and forcing a smile.

"So, how about we increase the bride price a bit more? I'd also like to give my wife a villa built in the mountains, preferably with a hot spring, so I can take her there for a winter vacation, a romantic getaway..."

Before he could even utter the word "water," the old man grabbed the pen holder from the table and smashed it directly at him.

"Get lost!"