The second day, Wen Xinya woke up really early and was full of energy despite sleeping late the previous night.
While sleeping, she had a very strange dream. She dreamed that she became a little turtle and was at war with a huge snake. Only when she woke up did she realize how Zhenwu's emperor Zhang Sanfeng invented Taiji because of the turtle and snake war. Meanwhile, she understood the true meaning of how thinking of something could lead to a dream.
Sitting in front of her vanity, she lifted her hair out of the way and opened her daily makeup case. She saw the delicate long earrings and put it on her right ear.
Reaching the living room, she saw her Grampy reading some news. There were a bunch of newspaper and magazines on the coffee table.
"You're up. Did you sleep well yesterday night?" Old Mr. Mo looked at her with a gaze full of tender love. She performed unexpectedly well yesterday. She was flexible and adapted to the atmosphere of the banquet, attracting everyone's attention, shining like a bright pearl.
Wen Xinya smiled brightly at Grampy. "I slept very well. Ever since I went back to the Wen Family, this is the first time I've slept so soundly."
Old Mr. Mo nodded. "Your performance yesterday was very good, it was very unexpected. Even Zhou Huiyan was full of praises for you. You have not disappointed me."
What stood out to him the most was that when she had to face the unscrupulous ways of the wicked couple, she faced them with courage and chose not to escape. She straightened her back and faced them head-on. This spirit of hers proved that she was indeed worthy of being his granddaughter.
"Thank you, Grampy." Hearing Grampy's compliment and recognition, Wen Xinya was elated.
Old Mr. Mo waved her over. "Come read today's news and magazines."
Wen Xinya sat beside Grampy and reached out to grab the newspaper from him. The headlines screamed out: "Rich Big Missus of a wealthy family turns into a butterfly at her homecoming party!!!"
She then reached for the magazine. The main cover page of the magazine was a dazzling picture of her standing on the stage yesterday. "Breaking out of her pupa and becoming a butterfly, the shocking transformation of the wealthy Big Missus!!!"
"Rich Big Missus painfully breaks free of her pupa!!!"
"High society, the amazing transformation into a butterfly!!!"
"The gathering of political and cultural leaders including the military, the massive banquet of the elites in all fields of society, all to witness the amazing transformation of the wealthy Big Missus!"
All sorts of newspaper companies and magazines companies used up a large space to report news on yesterday's banquet dinner. They used simple yet strong fonts and words to clearly summarize what happened yesterday, including how attention-grabbing she was at the start, to being humiliated by her adopted parents and still managing to bring them down, as well as her touching speech, her passionate Manbo dance, the elegant Tango dance, and the famous Phoenix brocade...
Wen Xinya found a prominent magazine reporting on Wen Yuya and Ning Shuqian!
"Adopted daughter of wealthy family dares to harm sister at her banquet, such violent and rough words and actions!!!"
The report was very detailed, and even included Wen Yuya's incident at Zhou Tianyu's birthday party. A picture was also attached, with her face mosaiced and blurred out. However, everyone who knew Wen Yuya would be able to tell that that was her!
"Mistress in power dares to lie to media and claim that preparations for stepdaughter's homecoming party were made by her!!!" Ning Shuqian was no better than Wen Yuya. Almost all of the newspapers and magazines mentioned how she lied to the reporter and dug out her life story one by one.
"I didn't expect the majority of them to be so positive." Wen Xinya let go of the breath she held in. Yesterday's banquet was indeed a success, but the appearance of her adopted parents did leave a nasty mark. Although she said those words to peacefully end the case, there were reporters who didn't buy her story.
Old Mr. Mo smiled. "Reporters also have to act according to the situation. Previously, you had endorsed a very tough way and brought more than 10 media companies to court—many of them are cautious of you. Furthermore, you had a large group of supporters at yesterday's banquet, from military, political, business, and even entertainment industries. You're not a force to be messed with, and they want to avoid going against you. Also, the media companies that attended yesterday's dinner were all invited beforehand, they dare not write whatever."
"That's the reason why!" In her previous life, all her encounters with the media reporters made her realize their relentless spirits, but she never knew about their internal rules.
Old Mr. Mo smiled and nodded.
Wen Xinya suddenly looked up at Grampy. "Grampy, bring me to see mother!"
In her previous life, she went to the cemetery to visit her mother not long after returning to the Wen Family. Back then, she was a crying mess hugging her mother's tombstone, thinking about how if her mother was alive, she would not have to stray on the streets for 15 years and suffer so much pain because of that.
In this life, she had rejected Grandpa's offer to bring her to her mother earlier. She had told him that she did not have the right as a daughter of Mo Yunyao and that she would visit her mother when she was ready.
In her previous life, she smoked, was an alcoholic, caused trouble, did drugs... She wallowed in self-pity and destroyed herself. She disappointed her mother who gave her life, smeared her mother's reputation, became an unremovable black stain on her mother's life.
Although that was all in the past life, she still couldn't release herself from it. She had to go see her mother in her new self and make her proud.
Straighten her back and tell her mother that she was truly her daughter!
Old Mr. Mo's face turned dark, showing a hint of anger. "You have been back so long, and you haven't visited your mother?"
Wen Xinya could hear the anger in Grampy's tone and tugged at his hand. "I haven't. Mother gave up her life for me, I wish to see her in my new and improved self. I want to tell her personally that I'm her daughter."
Watching his granddaughter's bright and clear eyes fill with complex emotions, his heart turned sour. "Silly child, as long as you're fine and doing well, your mother will be happy."
Wen Xinya lowered her head. "I know that, but I want her to be proud of me."
Old Mr. Mo touched her head lightly, full of warmth and reassurance. "Your mother's favorite is the Viburnum flower. Go to the yard to pick out a bunch, I'll bring you to see your mother now."
Wen Xinya's tender and youthful face flashed with pure joy and happiness. She quickly ran to the backyard to pick Viburnum flowers.
Old Mr. Mo picked up a picture frame from the coffee table. In the picture, Yunyao was squatting beside him while holding on to a bunch of Viburnum flowers. Her smile was sweet and beautiful, that of an innocent child.
His wrinkled fingers stroked his daughter's lips that were stretched out into a carefree smile. "Yunyao, do you see this? Your daughter's temperament and character are so similar to yours. Under the ground, you should be able to rest peacefully!"