A Big Shot’s Woman Is Wild and Fierce Chapter 583 – Do You Know Grandmother’s Identity?

Chapter 583: Do You Know Grandmother’s Identity?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“No, it’s just that I was caught off guard,” Mu Bei quickly started the car under Wen Xin’s cold gaze and headed towards the Wen family residence.

When Mu Bei’s car stopped outside the Wen family’s courtyard, Wen Xin checked the time. It was just about dinner time.

“Drive in. We’ll head back after dinner,” Wen Xin instructed Mu Bei calmly as she saw the butler coming out from the courtyard.

Following Wen Xin’s instructions, Mu Bei drove the car into the courtyard after the butler opened the gate. He politely greeted the butler, who responded warmly.

Wen Xin glanced at the butler chatting amiably with Mu Bei and spoke softly, “Butler, please prepare dinner. I’ll head upstairs for a bit.”

The butler immediately replied, “Understood, Miss Wen,” and continued his conversation with Mu Bei, leading him into the living room.

Wen Xin went to her room and started looking through her storage cabinet. There were things she couldn’t carry with her, so she had them mailed back to the Wen family, where Wen Huai would organize and store them.

Her storage cabinet was filled with valuable diamonds, various jewelry, and other precious items.

However, in Wen Xin’s eyes, those weren’t treasures. She was looking for the key her master had left her before he passed away.

As she was about to empty the contents of the cabinet, a golden key with a red string tied to it caught her eye among the diamonds.

Wen Xin gently pushed the diamonds aside and picked up the golden key, her eyes slightly misty. This was the key her master had given her before he died.

She held the key in her palm, sitting on the floor, and tried to recall everything her master had told her when he brought her back to the Green Physician Sect as a child.

She remembered many things from her childhood but couldn’t recall anything about the key’s purpose.

Standing up, Wen Xin placed the key in her backpack and headed downstairs.

The household chef worked quickly, preparing a meal for Wen Xin and Mu Bei within half an hour. There were four dishes, some spring rolls as the main course, and a special porridge for Wen Xin.

Sitting at the dining table, Wen Xin lightly tapped the table with her fingers, signaling Mu Bei to sit down and eat.

Understanding her gesture, Mu Bei respectfully sat beside Wen Xin and began eating, occasionally chatting with her.

“Miss, we can’t reach Young Master Wen’s phone. Is it hard to get a signal at the training base? We haven’t heard from him in a while, and I’m a bit worried,” the butler mentioned, looking concerned.

The butler had been unable to contact Wen Huai and did not dare to call Wen Xin to ask what was going on. Now that Wen Xin had finally returned, he could finally ask her.

“He’s out for training. Don’t bother calling him. If you need anything, contact me,” Wen Xin replied, taking a sip of the porridge and finding it quite good.

“Training? Miss, is Young Master Wen…” The butler hesitated, glancing at Mu Bei before trailing off.

“It’s nothing serious. He needs to grow and experience things. So, he’s out gaining some practical experience. Don’t worry, he’s capable and clever. He won’t suffer any losses,” Wen Xin reassured the butler, her voice cool but with a hint of warmth.

Wen Xin’s voice was cold as she spoke to the butler. Although her attitude was not very warm, it was obvious that she was trying her best to dispel the butler’s worries.

“Miss, your arrangements are always the best. But the house is too quiet without you and Young Master Wen. If you have time, do come back and stay for a few days. We…”

The butler’s voice grew more and more pitiful, almost on the verge of tears.

Seeing the butler’s distressed expression, Wen Xin put down her bowl and chopsticks, looked up, and smiled faintly. “Alright, I’ll come back whenever I have time. Prepare a room for Mu Bei. We’ll stay here tonight.”

Noticing the large, quiet house, Wen Xin felt a bit sentimental. It was indeed lacking people. Though she couldn’t come back often, staying occasionally wasn’t out of the question.

“Miss, you’re staying tonight? I’ll arrange it right away!” The butler exclaimed excitedly, leaving to make preparations. He was both surprised and delighted by Wen Xin’s decision to stay.

Watching the butler’s joyful departure, Wen Xin’s eyes softened with an indescribable tenderness.

“Miss Wen, has the butler been with your family since you were a child?” Mu Bei asked, guessing the butler’s age to be around sixty.

“He used to take care of my father. Later, he looked after Wen Huai and me. My aunt’s family lived here before too.”

“After the incident with the Chen family, my aunt moved out with her children. It’s understandable that the house feels too quiet now,” Wen Xin explained, appreciating the butler for raising Wen Huai and considering him a part of her family.

“Is the chef the butler’s wife?” Mu Bei asked curiously, having finished his meal.

“Yes, Aunt Xiu is the butler’s wife. They have a daughter, and their grandson is already in college, studying at Beijing University,” Wen Xin shared. These were details Wen Huai had told her out of boredom, which she remembered out of respect for the butler.

Mu Bei realized that Wen Xin, despite her cold exterior, cared about those around her.

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At that moment, Wen Xin’s phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, stood up, and instructed Mu Bei, “Make yourself at home. The butler enjoys playing chess. Keep him company and don’t let him bother me upstairs.”

“Got it,” Mu Bei responded, watching Wen Xin head upstairs.

Wen Xin returned to her room, closed the door with her foot, and answered the still-vibrating phone.

“What’s up? Why did you call? How are things over there?” Wen Xin asked, recognizing Wen Huai’s number. She had just talked about him with the butler and was surprised to hear from him so soon.

“Sis, I’m doing okay here. I called to ask if you know our grandmother’s identity?”