☆, Chapter 85
The poster of the Xi family's daughter occupies the top advertising space in all large and small stations, taking up an absolute amount of space, and people coming and going can see it at a glance. At the same time, the poster also appears on the LED promotional columns of all shopping malls and shops under the name of Cuican Group.
It is not enough to just let everyone in City A see it, but also let everyone participate in it.
Within the specified time, if you go to any major store under the Cuican Group and say "Happy Birthday", you can get exquisite gifts or shopping discounts. In the online flagship store or live broadcast room, password red envelopes and lucky bags with larger amounts of money will also be issued.
Providing benefits to the people in City A is only part of the plan. On the day before Xi Mo's birthday, the Cuican Group donated supplies and charity funds to the children in the mountainous areas in Xi Mo's name.
It can be said that up to now, the name of the Xi family's daughter is known to everyone in City A and even in the surrounding cities. The Xi family's daughter is definitely the real jewel in the palm of the hand.
This way of celebrating birthdays was really too grand. Xi Mo began to miss the ordinary days in the past. She went downstairs to the living room, where the three patriarchs were still discussing something.
Wu Manlin was talking big like a great mentor, while Xi Yicheng and Ruan Wenwen were sitting on the side listening attentively, almost taking notes. The three of them felt that the current situation was not high-profile enough and they needed to work harder.
Xi Mo was rarely annoyed. "Aunt Linlin, birthday planning to this extent is good enough."
"Mom and Dad, you don't have to go on."
"I think it's pretty good now."
None of the three obsessed parents took Xi Mo's words to heart. They just listened with one ear and out with the other. They were still planning a perfect ending, just to let Xi Mo have a good rest and shine in the banquet hall today.
Xi Mo sighed and walked towards the kitchen. Xiu Yangui was in seclusion studying recipes. He decided to make a perfect meal and cake for Xi Mo.
Although it seemed casual and hasty to give this as a birthday gift, all his fortune was already with Xi Mo. He could only start with small things and was determined to capture Xi Mo's stomach and make her stomach picky so that she would not like to eat those low-quality takeouts.
To put it more exaggeratedly, he wanted Xi Mo to only like the food he cooked and not be able to swallow anything else.
After spending a week in the kitchen, he also had some fun.
Now, he has mastered the skill of baking cakes to perfection, to the point that even Wu Manlin, who doesn't eat sweets, can't help but eat one more bite.
What stumped him was cooking. It was just a few simple and ordinary home-cooked dishes, but to make them delicious, lingering in people's mouths and making them reluctant to leave was really difficult.
However, Xiu Yangui became more and more courageous. He firmly believed that cooking was also an expression of love. Although he was not as good as Xi Mo in verbal expression, he could contribute in other areas.
Xiu Yangui heard the conversation that just happened in the living room, "Xi Momo, it's okay."
"Just let them have fun. It's not easy for them to have fun at such an old age."
The three family heads felt like they were playing a hyper-realistic version of house, and they were having a great time. After all, her birthday was only until today, and Wu Manlin would be leaving in a few days, so Xi Mo had no choice but to go with them.
They seemed to want to pack up the best things in the world and put them in front of Xi Mo, choosing the best of everything. This might be the most extravagant thing Xi Yicheng and Ruan Wenwen had ever done in their lives.
However, the more they prepared, the more self-blame and guilt they felt. It was only when their daughter turned eighteen that they began to pay attention to her birthday.
This emotion reached its peak when they saw Xi Mo walking in front of them wearing the dress that the two of them had selected and strictly made, looking as beautiful as a princess.
The two looked at each other, their eyes were quietly red, and their hearts were full of emotion. They lamented how quickly time passed and how well their daughter had grown up. At the same time, they were also reflecting on themselves.
Why did they only learn how to love their daughter now, wasting so much time? The little girl who looked like a little bean before has now grown into a graceful young lady. After today, Xi Mo will be an adult.
After the birthday, school will start in a few days. After Xi Mo enters the third year of high school, she will have to live on campus. The two of them will have to travel between abroad and China, and the family will have fewer days to reunite.
They are not qualified parents. They often neglect Xi Mo because of work. Whenever they want to make up for it, they have no idea what their daughter likes to eat or use.
Their belated repentance made the birthday party extremely grand. They were determined to let everyone know that they had a precious daughter at home, and that they cherished her, valued her, and loved her deeply.
In the magnificent banquet hall, Xi Mo, as the birthday girl, was definitely the brightest one. The expensive and exquisite gifts piled on the table could not compare to her in any way.
Her demeanor is dignified, generous and elegant, like a beautiful woman in the autumn water, or like an expensive porcelain placed in an exquisite gift box, pure white and elegant.
You don't have to say anything, just standing there is enough to be pleasing to the eye.
Chen Nianyu, overwhelmed by the financial crisis, couldn't help but sigh: "The princess is usually too low-key. Her family is obviously rich enough to rival an entire country."
Qin Xinwei continued, "What do you know? This is called not showing off your wealth. Rich people do this."
The conversation changed, "Wow, that boy talking to Momo is so handsome, who is he?"
Wang Siheng was sitting at the same table with them. He knew the boy Qin Xinwei was talking about and introduced him to them: "His name is Ou Yawei, the only son of the CEO of a leading catering company. You must know his father, Ou Zhongze."
He added, "That high-end restaurant in City B that only caters to the 'nobles among the nobility' is owned by Uncle Ou."
Speaking of this, Chen Nianyu remembered, "Oh! Now that you put it that way, I know."
He turned around to talk to Xiu Yangui, but was frightened by Xiu Yangui's gloomy face the next second. "A Yan... Damn, what's wrong with you?"
Yu Lan grabbed Chen Nianyu and asked him to take care of his own food. Xiu Yangui didn't need any care at the moment, he just needed to be quiet.
Actually, it’s nothing, just a cultural difference. Just now, when Ou Yawei came forward to congratulate Xi Mo, he kissed Xi Mo on the cheek and gave her a hug.
Ou Yawei is a mixed-race child, his mother is a foreigner. He has lived abroad for a long time and this is the etiquette and customs there.
"fine."
Xiu Yangui squeezed out these two words through gritted teeth. This was not the end yet. He had a lot to get through tonight. There were many foreign friends who came to the birthday party, some of them were work partners of Xi Yicheng and Ruan Wenwen, and some were invited by Wu Manlin.
No matter how uncomfortable Xi Mo was with being face to face with others, she had no other choice now. Busy with socializing, she could only find time to glance at Xiu Yangui, and then she met his emotional gaze, which was full of resentment and grievance.
Finally, they found some free time. Xiu Yangui was even more anxious than her. He seized the opportunity and brought Xi Mo to the balcony of the banquet hall. The conversation sounds in the hall were blocked by the thick glass door. The night sky was dotted with stars, and there was an occasional breeze. Now there were only the two of them.
Xi Mo breathed a sigh of relief. It was not easy to maintain her image the whole night. Now she needed to relax and coax her boyfriend, so she opened her arms to Xiu Yangui.
"Give me a hug."
Xiu Yangui subconsciously raised his hand, but immediately put it down. He stood still and suddenly said, "You hugged so many people just now, and you still want to hug them now?"
Xi Mo looked at Xiu Yangui, who seemed to be sulking, seriously and explained, "That's different."
Xiu Yangui argued, "What's the difference? Hugging anyone is hugging. Some people don't just hug."
After hearing this, Xi Mo finally realized how strong Xiu Yangui's resentment was. She smiled and said, "You are different from them."
"It was just socializing, there was no emotion."
"I want to hug you because I have feelings for you."
Xiu Yangui had actually been coaxed into giving in, but he was still unsatisfied. "What kind of feelings? I don't know."
Xi Mo still coaxed him and said what he wanted to hear most, "I like you, this kind of feeling."
Xiu Yangui's posture relaxed a little, he looked left and right, but not at Xi Mo, "Okay."
Xi Mo knew that he had been coaxed, and asked him with a faint smile again: "Can I hug you now?"
Xiu Yangui nodded calmly, just pretending to be reserved.
The two finally got close, and Xi Mo could feel his arms around her tightening. It felt pretty good to be hugged so tightly.
After holding her for a while, Xi Mo could no longer stand. The exhaustion after relaxing swept over her body. Xiu Yangui directly picked her up sideways and let her sit on the flower swing next to him.
The swing was equipped with a plush seat cushion, and the backrest looked soft. Once Xi Mo touched it, she didn't want to move. She curled up like a boneless ball, completely losing the dignified elegance she had just had in the banquet hall. Now she was like a cat, revealing her soft belly after feeling safe and comfortable.
Xiu Yangui squatted on one knee at her feet and took off her little leather shoes. He wrapped her feet and a small part of her calves with medium-length white socks. Xi Mo's skin seemed to be whiter than the color of the socks.
The shiny little leather shoes were ruthlessly thrown aside. Xiu Yangui skillfully gave Xi Mo a leg massage. The touch of his hands transitioned from the softness of the fabric to the soft elasticity of the skin, and his attention was inevitably a little distracted.
Xi Mo was unaware of this. She began to feel sleepy. Her body tilted, and her upper body lay sideways on the swing. She looked up, and her perspective was exactly level with Xiu Yangui. She blinked her eyes, looking sleepy, with her brows relaxed, which showed her trust and attachment to Xiu Yangui.
Xiu Yangui's breathing stagnated slightly. The beautiful and noble young lady was defenseless in front of him. He could just throw her shoes away like a bad guy. The young lady who loved cleanliness would never want to dirty her clean socks, so she could only rely on the bad guy who threw her shoes away.
This idea was growing bigger and bigger like a snowball, and he was a little tempted to put it into practice. At this moment, Xi Mo raised her upper body, stretched out her hand to Xiu Yangui, and waved to him, "Give me a kiss."
What an unpredictable young lady! She is obviously the owner who calls the puppy over, with her innocent and lively face tilted up, acting spoiled and willful.
Xiu Yangui smiled for a moment, leaned forward as he was told, kissed her, and then remembered something.
Xi Mo felt him leave, "What's wrong?"
Xiu Yangui looked at her gravely, his eyes moving inch by inch across her cheeks that had been kissed by others, and took out a wet wipe. "Wait a moment."
This wet wipe was originally prepared for Xi Mo, to wipe hands, mouth and so on, but unexpectedly it was used to wipe off other people's traces. The more he wiped, the angrier Xiu Yangui became. Don't those people know what "When in Rome, do as the Romans do" means? Their way of doing things is not popular here.
Xi Mo lay down again, tilted her little face up, and let him wipe her obediently, like a motionless rag doll.
Not only did he wipe her, Xiu Yangui moved closer and kissed Xi Mo all over her face. Xi Mo couldn't even turn her head as Xiu Yangui grabbed her chin and she couldn't move at all.
The flesh on her cheeks was pinched and puffed up, and her mouth was also raised, pink and tender. She looked so kissable that Xiu Yangui couldn't help but press her down and kiss her for a while.
The two of them hid on the balcony as if they were having an affair. Xi Mo was kissed awake later. Xiu Yangui put her shoes back on. The birthday party was not over yet, and they had to entertain the guests.
As soon as the glass door was opened, a blond and blue-eyed boy walked in. His eyes were fixed on Xi Mo, and he was obviously a little shy. Xiu Yangui felt an alarm bell in his heart. Judging from the boy's expression, he seemed to be here to confess his love.
Xiu Yangui's feeling was indeed correct. Alva fell in love with Xi Mo at first sight. He came to give Xi Mo a bouquet of roses, not asking for a response, just expressing his feelings.
The boy in front of her was innocent and passionate. After Xi Mo thanked him, Alva left, looking back every few steps. Before leaving, he invited Xi Mo to his house to play, saying that his grandmother could bake the most delicious cookies in the world.
Xiu Yangui, who had been watching the entire process from the side, wanted to kill someone. He glared sinisterly at the bouquet of roses in Xi Mo's hand. The red was dazzling, and he sarcastically repeated what Alva had said when he presented the flowers to her, "Flowers for beautiful women."
He walked with his hands in his pockets and his mouth pouting, full of emotion. He was clearly smiling, but his gloomy face was very frightening.
"I think you two are quite a good match. So this is what it's like to ship a couple. I understand Xiao Pingtou now."
"It really kills me."
"Hmph, the cookies I baked aren't bad either."
Xi Mo didn't know what to do with the flowers in her hand. She wanted to speak but couldn't get a word in. In the end, she could only respond weakly.
"I want to eat what you bake."
Xiu Yangui immediately refused, "No, let's eat at his place."
The two walked to the dining table, and Chen Nianyu heard their conversation, "What are you eating? I want to eat too."
Then the flowers caught my eye. "Oh, what are these? Roses, so bright red."
Xiu Yangui pulled out a chair for Xi Mo, glanced at the flowers on the table, bit his cheek, and suddenly felt ill.
"Do you know what this is? This is not an ordinary rose. This is the rose in Wang Wei's poem."
Chen Nianyu didn't understand what he was saying. He picked up the flower and looked at it again and again. "What does it mean? Is it special?"
Xiu Yangui started again, "Of course it's special, fresh flowers for a beautiful woman."
Looking at this, it was clear that Xiu Yangui found the flowers an eyesore. Chen Nianyu understood his brother and placed the flowers on his side. "Princess, let me help you get the flowers. You're eating. You must be hungry after standing for so long."
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