Bai Wenxi tore open the few remaining legal documents and found that most of them were real - estate distribution papers.
She skimmed through each one carefully.
Only one document had Yao Chunmei's signature in the bottom - right corner.
She tried hard to recall, but she was sure she had never seen this document before.
Wenxi pored over the document. It was a notarized will of her father regarding the distribution of his estate.
It clearly stated that after his death, the Starry Art Museum, the Bai family mansion, and several of his other businesses would be left to his eldest daughter, Bai Wenxi.
The remaining cash and some jewels would be divided equally among his wife, eldest daughter, and youngest daughter.
At the bottom of the document, her father's and Yao Chunmei's signatures and seals were clearly visible.
Bai Wenxi was shocked!
She even accidentally knocked over the water cup on the table. As the water spread, she hurriedly picked up the will.
Jiang Beihuai put down the financial report and looked at her in surprise. "Wenxi, what's wrong? Is there anything?"
Bai Wenxi picked up the notarized will with a trembling hand and showed it to Jiang Beihuai. "Look, this is the will my father made. It clearly mentions the distribution of his estate."
"What?"
Jiang Beihuai took it and flipped through it. "After your father passed away, which document was used as the basis for the distribution of your family's property?"
"It was a will my step - mother produced. She said it was notarized by my father," Bai Wenxi felt dizzy. "I've seen it. There was indeed the official seal of the court on the will she submitted."
"Could it be a forgery?"
The poor character of the Yao mother - daughter pair was well - known. Jiang Beihuai was straightforward. "After all, in that will, she and Bai Yunxi got the lion's share of the estate."
The doubts in Bai Wenxi's heart grew deeper. "If it was before, I might have thought she wouldn't forge it, but now I'm not so sure."
She was even more determined to go to Moon Island to find out the truth.
But looking at Jiang Beihuai in front of her, Bai Wenxi felt a pang of timidity in her heart.
Once you've experienced true love, you're afraid of losing it.
No matter how honest she was, she couldn't tell him about this.
If it weren't for the betrothal gifts from the Jiang family, she couldn't have solved the problems of the art museum all at once.
Grandma Jiang had helped her solve a big problem. She couldn't take her grandson to take risks.
Bai Wenxi deliberately stretched and yawned.
Sure enough, seeing her tired look, Jiang Beihuai felt heartache. "Stop looking. Sort it out tomorrow. What exactly are you looking for here? Is it this old will?"
Bai Wenxi made up another excuse. "I came here to look for some paintings my father drew when he was young and some of his personal letters. I want to find something valuable to put in the documentary."
Jiang Beihuai laughed. "You came back just for these? You could have told me. I could have helped you choose."
Bai Wenxi covered her mouth and yawned again.
"Didn't we have a fight because of Bai Yunxi last time? If I told you on my own initiative, wouldn't it make me look like I was being too eager and have no status?"
Jiang Beihuai tapped his wife's forehead with the bottom of the cup. "You're such a little fool."
"Don't look at these anymore. Go to sleep quickly." Jiang Beihuai began to envision a sweet time for just the two of them. "I see there are many scenic spots with mountains and rivers nearby, and the food sold on the roadside is very local - flavored."
Jiang Beihuai sighed regretfully. "We haven't really had a honeymoon since we got married. We've wasted so much time. Let's start making up for it now."
He took out his phone and searched with great interest. "Where shall we go tomorrow? I found a Goddess Peak on my phone. Do you want to go mountain - climbing first? We can bring our own food and water. A day of hiking must be fun."
Bai Wenxi was filled with emotion as she listened to him talk non - stop.
But her reason told her that she still had a lot to do and couldn't indulge in love.
She ignored Jiang Beihuai's suggestion and instead complained constantly. "Oh, I'm so tired. I've been busy with the art museum and the documentary these days. I'm so confused!"
She also did some stretching exercises, her face wrinkled. "I haven't been to the sanatorium recently. My back aches terribly."
Jiang Beihuai rubbed his hands confidently. "Your back and waist hurt? You should have said so earlier. I'm really good at giving massages. Lie on the bed."
Bai Wenxi didn't expect him to have this skill and was skeptical. "Did you teach yourself or were you taught by a professional? You can't massage the body's acupoints randomly. You might cause big problems if you press the wrong one."
Jiang Beihuai's dimples were deep, as if filled with a charming sense of pleasure.
His eyes sparkled with tiny stars, and he grinned with his white teeth.
"What? Why are you so surprised?" Bai Wenxi pouted and knocked her back with a small stick.
"I didn't bring my portable massager. What a mistake!"
Jiang Beihuai's fingers were clean and slender. When he accurately massaged the acupoints on the back of Bai Wenxi's neck, she felt a bit embarrassed.
"I didn't expect your strength to be so just right," she said awkwardly. "I really underestimated you."
Jiang Beihuai was very happy. "You just looked down on me. Now you know I'm professional, right?"
Bai Wenxi was becoming more and more curious about his growth experience. "Have you ever worked as a masseur?"
"Forced by life, I had to do it," Jiang Beihuai didn't mind at all. Instead, he talked about it with relish. "I still have a bit of learning talent. Among the little boys who went to learn at that time, I was the fastest to graduate and the best at massaging."
Bai Wenxi couldn't imagine a little boy learning this service industry.
"To earn money and get rich through labor is not shameful."
"I was only twelve or thirteen at that time. I really cherished this chance to be an apprentice," he was quite optimistic. "Skills never weigh you down. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere in the future, just call me to serve you."
At that age, she was still living in a spacious mansion, protected by her parents and unaware of the hardships of life.
"I'm sorry. I brought up your sad past."
Bai Wenxi grabbed her husband's hand, her face pale. "I don't regard you as a servant, and I don't want to laugh at your past experience."
Jiang Beihuai felt warm in his heart as he watched his wife apologize in a flurry.
"If someone else asked me to give a massage, I'd punch them."
He put his arm around Bai Wenxi's neck and whispered in her ear, "But if it's you, I'm willing."
Suddenly, Jiang Beihuai straightened up. Like a real masseur, he said in a loud voice, "Miss Bai, masseur Jiang is here to serve you."
His techniques were really skillful. He really helped Bai Wenxi relieve a lot of hidden pains and drove away her drowsiness.
"Wenxi, are you asleep?"
After a set of acupoint massages, Bai Wenxi had already fallen into a peaceful sleep.
Jiang Beihuai stared at her sweet sleeping face, his heart pounding with a bittersweet feeling.
Lying contentedly beside his wife, Jiang Beihuai whispered softly, "Wenxi, good night."