When Xiao Wang heard what Cecilia Gu said, his face turned even redder.
Cecilia Gu enjoyed a comfortable dinner, had some soup, and went to bed early.
She was now an expectant mother, and her health was the top priority.
That night, the Hot Spring Villa was bustling with people.
However, the area around Cecilia Gu’s room was quiet as death.
No one dared disturb Cecilia’s sleep—unless they had a death wish.
While Cecilia slept in a daze, she felt the bed beside her sink slightly.
Without thinking, she reached out and pulled him close, holding him tightly.
The other person gently hugged her back and whispered in her ear, "Cici, once I finish this project, I'll have enough leverage to negotiate with the Mo Family. Then you won’t have to struggle anymore. I’ve waited a long time for this chance, and now that Max Mo has come to me, it’s actually easier. The marriage contract between the Grant and Mo families is important, but this project matters even more to them. If the Mo Family gets involved, it means their influence will reach the capital. I’m giving them a huge favor—just to win your freedom. The Mo Family always weighs their gains and losses."
Cecilia was fast asleep and didn’t hear a word of his whisper—she just snuggled deeper into his arms.
Seeing her childish gesture, the tenderness and doting in his eyes was impossible to hide.
My little sweetheart, how did I end up falling so hard for you in this life?
And I fell so willingly, too.
Cici, for you, what’s a little lost profit?
Even if it means slowing down my entry into the capital for you, so what?
Your smile is worth more than anything money can buy.
Charles Yin pressed a gentle, reverent kiss to Cecilia’s forehead. "Good night, my little sweetheart."
She slept soundly through the night.
When Cecilia opened her sleepy eyes, she noticed the pillow next to her was a bit messy—but the person was gone.
Huh? Did he come back to rest last night?
Why did he leave so early?
As soon as Cecilia Grant woke up, Wendy knocked on the door and came in, carrying a fresh set of clothes for her.
"Did Charles leave already?" Cecilia murmured in her sleepy voice, sounding especially gentle.
"Mr. Yin left early with Max Mo," Wendy replied. "He said the Jiang Hot Springs Resort will be quiet today. If you like it here, you can stay a couple more days. If not, you can go back today. But Mr. Yin and Max Mo have gone to the capital and won’t be back until the day after tomorrow."
Cecilia was stunned for a moment.
Looks like the two of them really teamed up...
Cecilia waved her hand and said, "I’ll head back too. I can’t just soak in the hot springs now, so there’s not much point in staying."
"Alright, I’ll let them know to pack up," Wendy said. "By the way, my cousin left with Mr. Yin, so he arranged for a few extra bodyguards to stay behind."
Cecilia nodded.
With Xiao Heng gone, there was no reason for Yin Xuemo to come visit anymore.
It didn’t really matter how many people stayed behind.
Still, Cecilia didn’t refuse.
After breakfast, when Cecilia left her room, she saw that the Hot Spring Villa was nearly empty.
After breakfast, when Cecilia stepped out of her room, she saw that the Jiang Hot Springs Resort was almost deserted.
As Cecilia walked outside, Eric Jiang was just seeing off the last guest—aside from her.
Seeing Cecilia, Eric Jiang greeted her with a smile. "Everyone's left. It's just us now."
Cecilia smiled back. "Feels like a dream, honestly. What was supposed to be a matchmaking party for you and Jiang Huiyin turned into all this chaos."
"It’s not all bad," Eric Jiang said, lowering his eyes and glancing at Cecilia. His gaze lingered, like he wanted to say something more, but he kept quiet.
Cecilia nodded. "Yeah, at least it didn’t cause any trouble for the Jiang Family."
"Exactly," Eric Jiang agreed. "Making money matters more. Gossip fades, but money talks."
Cecilia nodded sincerely. "Since everyone’s gone, I should go too. You all are probably going to be swamped these next few days. Take care of yourselves."
The Yin genes really are something else!
After the checkup, Wendy came over and helped Cecilia Grant tidy up her clothes.
The nurses nodded politely before leaving the room.
Wendy whispered, "Miss Grant, the auction is about to start. Do you want to go check it out?"
"Sure, let's go. Might be fun to watch the excitement." Cecilia smiled. "With you and Henry Shaw around, I'm not worried about safety."
Wendy grinned, then quickly went to tell Henry Shaw what was happening.
By the time Cecilia finished getting dressed, Henry Shaw already had the car ready and personally opened the door for her.
Whenever Cecilia went out now, she was always surrounded by at least ten bodyguards.
The closer it got to her due date, the more careful everyone became.
When Cecilia arrived at the Summerville Auction, the place was packed—there wasn't an empty seat in sight.
Alex soon came over, and walked Cecilia straight to Charles Yin's side.
Cecilia walked over slowly. Ever since Charles Yin and Max Mo returned from the capital, she hadn't seen him yet.
Just seeing Charles from afar made her feel at ease.
Even sitting there casually, Charles exuded a natural authority and elegance that drew everyone's attention.
Max Mo wasn’t here—clearly, this wasn’t the right occasion for him.
Everything here revolved around Charles Yin.
Beside Charles sat a man in his fifties, average build, with a slightly rounded belly.
Like Charles, this man had a luxurious seat—clearly, his status was high.
As Cecilia approached, Charles—usually so commanding—softened instantly, his eyes full of affection as he looked at her. "You made it?"