When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 415: Sampling Successful

Grandpa didn’t want her to massage him because she was the Lancaster Family’s granddaughter-in-law, with a very esteed status.

Moreover, she didn’t need to win his favor; he already liked her very much.

But Faye had her own sense of filial duty and insisted on helping him with the massage. The old man could only go along with the child’s wishes.

"How have you been sleeping lately, Grandpa?" Faye asked softly, her mood unaffected by today’s news.

"Ah." The old man sighed lightly, "To be honest, ever since Eliza Vance did that thing to you, Grandpa has felt very remorseful. He hasn’t fulfilled his role as the head of the family well, failing to properly guide his daughter-in-law, making you suffer."

Faye listened silently; she had already let go of it.

"Grandpa, let the past be the past. Luckily, it didn’t harm the child."

From now on, she would certainly take good care of the child in her belly.

This incident also changed the dynamics of the Lancaster Family, sowhat turning misfortune into fortune.

"Faye, you really are a good girl." Grandpa was increasingly fond of her.

While chatting with Grandpa, she talked about Adrian’s work, the child’s prenatal check-ups, and so situations regarding Mr. Lancaster.

It must be said that Faye had done her howork.

While massaging Grandpa’s head, she controlled the strength exceptionally well, and soon she had ward up the scalp with the massage.

The old man felt the blood flow and was extrely comfortable, enjoying it as he closed his eyes.

Faye then massaged Grandpa’s temples, applying moderate pressure with her thumbs and concentrating most of the strength in the other four fingers.

"Faye, have you studied massage? It’s much more comfortable than how they do it." The old man praised, "Your technique is quite precise."

Receiving Grandpa’s praise, she was extrely pleased.

"Just a slight understanding. When massaging, the force should be based on Grandpa’s feelings. A slight force causing minor pain, but simultaneously a sore and soft feeling, is the most comfortable pressure."

"Yes, yes, that’s exactly the feeling." The old man closed his eyes and enjoyed with a kindly expression.

Faye kneaded and pressed him, stealthily pinching two hairs between her fingers, then said to him, "Grandpa, have so tea first, I’ll go to the restroom."

"Alright, alright, alright." The old man saw that her mood wasn’t affected by today’s news, and his mood improved as well.

Adrian Lancaster, this guy, he’s pretty rotten!

The Lancaster Family’s, quaint and tranquil old family house.

Eliza Hayes sat in the wicker chair in the courtyard, anxiously looking toward the gate, waiting for the Taoist priest to descend the mountain and for the old master to return.

Finally, a strange car stopped at the gate. She focused her attention and saw the car door open—

Holding a dust whisk and clad in simple attire, the Taoist priest got off the car and looked inside.

Eliza Hayes quickly called the servant at the gate, instructing her to allow him in.

Shortly after, the Taoist priest began to walk in steps. He had just returned ho, and his elderly mother was nowhere to be found, leaving only a note on the table.

To save his mother, he must obey the lady’s wishes.

Thus, he ca, carrying a deeply complex mood.

Eliza Hayes picked up her phone and dialed the old man’s number, and it was connected after a while, "Hello, Dad, the Taoist priest has descended the mountain, saying it’s an urgent matter to find you."

On the other end of the line, Grandpa said he would be back imdiately.

Only then did Eliza Hayes hang up the phone in relief.

At this mont, the old Taoist priest arrived in front of her. Their eyes t, and he saw Eliza Hayes smiling while holding her phone.

"Hello, Taoist priest." She greeted him politely and calmly, "Please wait a mont, the old master has just gone out and will be back shortly."

The Taoist priest deeply looked at her, "Where is my mother?"

Before she could answer, a servant ca out.

Eliza Hayes quickly instructed her to brew tea, saying a distinguished guest had arrived, while the Taoist priest deeply looked at her, his expression sowhat chilly.