Chapter 493: Arranging the Birthday Party
"It's really hard to see you smile. Is the sun finally shining after the rain?"
Huo Junlang approached Lin Yilan, put his arms around her slender waist, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.
"I'm not mad at anyone!" Lin Yilan said coquettishly, and slid out of Huo Juncheng's reach, looking so delicate that she seemed to be dripping with water.
"Then tell me what makes you so happy?" Huo Juncheng didn't mind and handed over a glass of milk, his eyes still filled with the person in front of him.
"The most important thing for Siran when she's traveling abroad is to be with her parents, allowing them to enjoy life. Siran is very happy, and I'm happy for her too." Lin Yilan spoke softly, and her happiness for her came from the bottom of her heart.
Qin Chaotian is a person I can't trust. It's better to go out than to stay here. She has no way to deal with Chu Xi for the time being! She no longer has the energy to take care of this matter.
She didn't know what to do about her relationship with Huo Juncheng.
It's enough for her to bear the difficult things alone, why should she let more people fight with her?
Huo Juncheng thought that Lin Yilan was upset because of the milk tea shop, so he was very careful not to mention the milk tea shop when he interacted with her. It was rare for his beloved to be able to open up and be happy for a while.
He asked softly, "Is the milk hot?"
Lin Yilan burst out laughing and handed the untouched milk back, "Try it and see if it's hot."
It was like coaxing a child, but Huo Juncheng was full of the obedient love that comes from being spoiled. However, when he moved closer, he did not touch the milk. Instead, he put his arm around the waist again and held the shy girl in his arms. "Be good, drink the milk and have a good sleep."
But Lin Yilan just took a sip and handed the milk to the man behind her, "You have to drink it too. No matter what, you have to face the new day with your mind focused, okay?"
Huo Juncheng didn't touch the milk, but pushed it forward and pretended to be angry, "It seems you are not listening!"
"Alright!" Lin Yilan leaned into the man's warm embrace and drank sip after sip. "Juncheng, a few days ago I looked at the calendar and saw that grandma's birthday is coming soon. Do you have any plans?"
It took a long time before I got a reply, a deep voice echoing in my ears, "Do you have any ideas?"
The starry sky was right in front of them. They snuggled up to each other, and even just a soft whisper was a beautiful and comforting thing.
Lin Yilan tilted her head and leaned deeper into the man's arms. "I'll listen to you. I'll also prepare a gift for grandma when the time comes. I want her to feel that this is a warm and memorable birthday."
Before he could finish his words, Lin Yilan's pretty appearance made Huo Juncheng scratch his nose and jokingly said, "You, as long as you appear in front of grandma, she will be very happy. There is no need to prepare gifts."
This feeling was like a gift to Lin Yilan. She pouted and dodged, acting like a child. Not only was she wrapped in warmth, but she could also feel each other's heartbeat.
But Lin Yilan wanted to punish him as a prank. She reached into the man's arms and pinched his waist deliberately. She said angrily as if she had succeeded, "You are the gift! Tell me, how are you going to celebrate grandma's birthday? If you don't tell me the truth, I won't let you go."
Huo Junlang couldn't stand the tickling and pinching, so he leaned close to Lin Yilan's ear, surrendering while releasing his unique tenderness. "I'll be honest. I'm planning a small dance party for grandma. I've also invited a few of her favorite masters to sing Peking Opera. It's just a lively occasion. What do you think, my wife?"
Lin Yilan understood instantly and asked hurriedly, "I see. You invited Xu Ziwen, right? He's my grandmother's favorite Peking Opera master. People say that masters like him are not easily invited."
"Tell me quickly, how did you invite the master?" Lin Yilan wanted to ask relentlessly, but was hugged around the waist and held tighter.
The night and the proud woman complemented each other, creating a beautiful scene. Huo Juncheng smiled without saying a word, rubbing her closer to his chest, and whispered, "Can you please think more about yourself? Silly girl, don't you know that you're actually making me sad?"
But Lin Yilan got angry again, raised her head and looked into the man's eyes, "Don't call me stupid, I'm being honest, let me tell you."
This sentence made Huo Juncheng dote on her even more. The tighter his hands kneaded her, the more annoyed and embarrassed Lin Yilan became. "Hey, could you not be so honest?"
Huh? He stopped what he was doing instantly.
But Huo Juncheng focused his mind through those deep and burning eyes, as if they could penetrate all obstacles, making it even more scorching and making people stand uneasy, as if he could do anything for his love for Lin Yilan.
That persistence was already addictive, and Lin Yilan couldn't help herself and surrendered completely, "Oh, okay! You can arrange the birthday party, but I still have to prepare a birthday present for grandma."
So Lin Yilan simply threw herself into his arms, and the two of them hugged each other tightly.
The sky was clear on my birthday. Looking up at the pure blue sky, I felt very relaxed.
When Xu Ziwen came to visit, he brought his closed disciple Xi Lulu with him. Although there were not many people with him, the most important thing was that they were well-mannered. After they entered the Huo family mansion, all the people and their business were warmly received by the Huo family.
"Our costumes have to be taken care of by someone!"
So Grandma Huo specially assigned an aunt to serve the boy.
"This is my last disciple, Xi Lulu. She came with me to see the world."
So before Mrs. Huo gave any instructions, Lin Yilan took the little girl's hand and praised her, "Xi Lulu, if you don't mind, I can take you around."
The Huo family mansion is not that of an ordinary wealthy family. Not only is the house large, it also has a landscape gallery with gurgling water. Every corner is a landscape, and every exquisite design has its origin. Most people who come here for the first time cannot help but look around.
Although Xi Lulu was not incredibly beautiful at first sight, she was a rare pure girl with red lips, thin eyebrows, and watery eyes. At first glance, Lin Yilan knew that this girl must be very eager to go out for a walk.
"Alright, let this kid follow my Yilan around. Master Xu, come sit in the living room and rest for a while. It's still early before the performance tonight."
Old Mrs. Huo naturally wanted to chat with the master about Peking Opera and occasionally talk about miscellaneous matters, so the younger generation didn't want to disturb her.
After getting her master's approval, Xi Lulu followed Lin Yilan out of the living room in a delicate voice.
As they stepped into the Lintai Louxie, they saw the gurgling stream, the carved jade stones, and the murals on the eaves, all of which were a magnificent scene.
Xi Lulu hesitated for a moment before asking, "To be able to design a mansion like this, reminiscent of a wealthy Jiangnan family, this designer must have a deep understanding of Jiangnan culture."
After a brief pause, he added, "I heard that Mr. Huo has an extraordinary appreciation for art. Did he design all of this?"
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