Chi Guang

Chapter 17 His Birthday

Baked in the oven at high temperature, the aroma of butter and wheat is lingering in the mist, and the room is filled with a happy and warm atmosphere.The scorching golden color passed through the clear and clean floor-to-ceiling glass and landed on the girl's shoulders, covering the whole body with a diffuse shattered light.Lin Yue sat beside Xu Chichuan with a cup of scented tea, smiling like a flower: "Is there a girl you like?"

The beige apron outlines a thin waistline. In front of the cooking table, Xu Chichuan supported the base with one hand and the piping bag with the other, and carefully spread cream on the cake. The very skillful movements revealed a hint of clumsiness: "No, it's for a classmate, a male classmate."

Since it was the most distressed younger brother who asked to help, Lin Yue waved her hand and brought out the best and freshest ingredients in the store for Xu Chichuan to choose. Holding the piping bag in her hand, she smeared on the cake. Xu Chichuan was very nervous and afraid. With a shake of my hand, the results of a busy afternoon were all in vain.Fortunately, there was none, Lin Yue couldn't help but admire his steady movements: "You are really talented."

Xu Chichuan looked embarrassed, and he could still vividly remember the butter-streaked stove and the flour-sprinkled floor at home: "By the way, sister, can we deliver to this address at six o'clock in the evening?"

"No problem," Lin Yue readily agreed, "Don't worry, it will be delivered on time."

"Then I'll go back to school first." He took off his apron and cleaned up the table, quietly left 300 yuan, and when Lin Yue found out, he had already run away: "Thank you sister! Be sure to accept it!"

The last class seemed extremely long and anxious today, like a hermit crab left on the beach after the tide ebbed, crawling to make people feel itchy and restless. Lu Miaoyi and Xie Zihuang couldn't hold back and had already looked at each other's prepared gifts——Lu Miaoyi bought a pair of sneakers, and Xie Zihuang prepared a new mouse.

But Xie Zihuang was obviously more curious about Xu Chichuan's gift, and secretly whispered to Lu Miao: "Do you know what Xiao Chuan'er bought?"

"I don't know," Lu Miao rolled his eyes, "the ghost knows what kind of medicine he sells in the gourd, and he can't even ask."

Mu Shihai also wanted to know very much, but the young master couldn't hold back his face, so he had no choice but to be drunk:

"Where did you go at noon?"

"Are you still dizzy?"

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Take a taxi at the door after school." His slender eyebrows casually glanced at the bulging schoolbag at the same table: "Put the schoolbag away, don't drop anything, and check it again."

"Okay," Xu Chichuan suppressed a smile: "Don't worry, there is no need to check, nothing will be lost."

On the Beibin Road Expressway, two yellow taxis galloped one after the other until they stopped in a quiet and elegant garden. Several people stood in a row and looked up at the tall and flawless marble. Shocking people, showing varying degrees of shock in unison.

Knowing that Mu Shihai's family is rich, but not so rich!

"Damn it," Xie Zihuang and Huang Jing looked at each other and said in unison, "Down with the bourgeoisie."

"plus one."

"agree."

"Strongly Agree."

"Add me."

Even Liu Yiyu raised his hand: "Take me with you."

Only Xu Chichuan didn't speak - after seeing the watch in Mu Shihai's hand, the pen on the table, the shoes on his feet, and the numbered cash in his wallet, he already knew it in his heart.

The resplendent villa on the first floor was covered with balloons and ribbons by Yin Zhimei, and the woman stood at the door with a motherly smile on her face, warmly welcoming every guest who came in.Xu Chichuan took the shoe cover and thanked Yin Zhimei very politely, but when he looked up, he saw that the woman's face was wrinkled by the smile, the skin was dry and cracked, the white foundation was falling off, and her eyelids twitched for no reason. Too dazzling, quietly turned his head.

Huang Jing and Liu Yiyu were attracted by the swimming pool in the small garden outside the balcony. The water in the pool sparkled in the setting sun. Xie Zihuang understood his wife's hint and asked the birthday star: "Brother Mu, can you visit this swimming pool? I will watch them. "

"Yes," Mu Shihai waved his hand and turned to go upstairs: "Except for the innermost study and bedroom on the second floor, you can enter. The second room on the right on the first floor is the billiards room."

Shen Qiansong and Su Pingran had already rushed in with Yang Yu and Lu Miao.

Mu Xingyong and his guests hadn't arrived yet, and Yin Xu hadn't arrived either. Mu Shiguan kicked the trash can away, threw away his schoolbag and fell on the bed, venting all his anger on the smashed pillows and the ravaged children. Group of sheets.This is the dinner that Mu Xingyong uses to expand his network and strengthen the relationship. It is a tool for Yin Zhimei to declare Mrs. Mu's status and disgust him, except that it is not his birthday. At the age of eight, Mu Shihai resisted to the death, and the man finally regressed. On the condition of attending the birthday party prepared by Yin Zhimei, he exchanged a chance to talk to his biological mother.

Once a year opportunity.

Even now, Mu Xingyong is still afraid of the mother and son's private contact, and asks the secretary to check Mu Shihai's call records every month.

There was a knock on the door, and Mu Shihai was a little irritable, turned over and sat up and got angry at the door: "Who!"

"...I," the voice was a bit timid, Mu Shihai opened the door, and Xu Chichuan stood outside the door with a helpless face: "Did I harass you?"

"No," Mingrui's smooth lines revealed a bit of sharpness under the light: "What's the matter?"

"Auntie told you to go down." Qingrun's eyelids trembled uncomfortably, "Your father is back."