Chapter 20: The Intersection of Luxury and Extravagance (5)

  "Clang!" My hand shook slightly, and the cup crashed onto the tea table. Grandma was indeed calm, sipping her tea along the rim of the cup. She seemed to have heard Dad's urgent breathing due to excessive tension and pale joints. "Okay." A waveless answer, I felt a bit disappointed. Wasn't I always the good baby in Grandma's palm? Maybe some things still needed to be fought for myself?

  "No... As expected, my conscience is condemning me. How could I have abandoned Grandma alone for the sake of such a small vanity? Now I regret it so much."

  "Vivian, Grandma wants to have a word with you." My excitement was interrupted by Grandma's words, I nodded my head wanting to continue speaking, but unexpectedly Grandma pulled me into the inner room, and said to the two people left in the living room, "You two sit outside for a while."

  I had imagined many scenarios, and I thought grandma would cry uncontrollably while hugging me. But grandma didn't cry, her eyes were filled with unspoken sorrow. She pulled out a suitcase from under the bed, its style was a bit old-fashioned, but the color was still quite vibrant. Grandma said she wanted to talk to me about something, but as we stayed in the room, I just watched her fold my clothes and put them all into the suitcase until it couldn't be stuffed anymore. Only then did she choke back tears, "Actually, grandma didn't want you to move away."

  "I won't move then." The zipper can't be zipped, so be it. I've cried my eyes out too. Now what I'm doing is the opposite, taking clothes out one by one, and hastily wanting to dump them all on the bed.

  "No way, you have to move over there."

  "Grandma doesn't want Vivian anymore?"

  "No, don't. Grandma did it all for your own good, sigh..."

  My hand stopped, I didn't understand, everyone said it was for my own good, then who was what I did for? My brain buzzed, and when I came to my senses, I was already sitting in the back seat of the car, knocking on the window glass couldn't even get grandma to turn around and look at me.

  His expression was somewhat dazed, until his father patted him on the shoulder, and he hastily lifted his head to see a villa close at hand. The wall surface painted with white paint had a strong European style, and it was a three-story building. The bottom layer was a garage, and at night, you could still see the skylight lit up. The light coming from the skylight was a pale yellow color, just like the color of the moonlight shining on him now. A figure flashed by, and the light remained pale yellow.

  "Tangerine is at home?" Cheng Nuan muttered to herself, walking past her father and pressing the doorbell several times. A soft female voice came from the other side of the door, "Open the door quickly!"

  "Yes, ma'am." As soon as the words fell, the iron gate opened, and a faint white reflection of the moonlight came out. The gate opened with a creak, revealing a deep entrance hall lit by the courtyard lamp.

  Cheng Nuan handed the leather bag in her hand to Auntie, who had come out to greet her. While bending down to untie the shoelaces of her sandals, she called out softly, "Tangerine! Tangerine!"

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