Chapter 27 Birthday Gift
He always appears behind people silently.
It's so scary.
Shi Yin tried her best to get used to it, but she hadn't fully adapted yet. She looked up at his chiseled profile. She had been waiting for too long and felt a little sleepy. When she spoke, her tone was lazy: "Are you done?"
Han Zhan hummed, "You can call me halfway."
Said the dinner was over.
Urge him to hurry up.
"I'm afraid to disturb you."
"Are you so afraid of me, wife? I don't think I look fierce." Han Zhan looked down at her and said gently, "Be bolder next time. Your husband won't be angry."
Shi Yin: “…”
He dared to say these nice words, but she didn't dare to believe them.
The two of them left the house together, not on the open air, but in the underground garage of the Qinhuanglou Restaurant. There were very few cars down there, and she could immediately spot her personal car neatly parked in its small, square compartment.
Maybe the item follows its owner.
This commonplace Porsche Macan inexplicably adds a bit of cuteness.
"You even moved out of the car while waiting for me?"
"Um."
"Aren't there a lot of empty parking spaces on the ground?"
"It was snowing heavily, and I was worried that it would get damaged, so I drove it down." Shi Yin approached the car, and the headlights flashed a few times. She reached out and wiped off the water stains on the car's rims, cherishing this car very much.
Han Zhan laughed at her naiveté and said, "Get in the car, honey."
He got into the passenger seat.
After drinking, Mr. Han closed his eyes and rested, sleeping all the way from the northern suburbs to the overpass leading to the city center.
Shi Yin drove seriously. The roads were slippery on a snowy night, so she concentrated and drove even more carefully. She didn't realize when the person next to her woke up until his sudden voice echoed in the car: "Your driving skills are really good, wife. Did you pass the driver's license test on your first try? Your coach had it easy. He earned your training fees just by lying down."
The car got off the overpass.
Stop at the intersection ahead and wait for the red light.
Shi Yin took a sip of water and caught a glimpse of the person in the passenger seat texting on their phone. He seemed unprepared for her and simply played Lu Cheng's voice message. After he finished sending the message, Shi Yin chimed in, "Did Young Master Lu refuse to inherit their family's pharmaceutical company, so his father canceled all his credit cards?"
As the saying goes, there is no other kind of person in the same circle.
Lu Cheng and Han Zhan get along well because they are both independent and stubborn. Born into a medical family, Lu Cheng has always excelled in his studies, but he refused to apply for a medical degree or pursue a career in medicine.
"His father is an internationally renowned oncologist with numerous patents. His aunt was known as a medical prodigy in her youth and later secured the top spot at the Lu Pharmaceutical Group."
"Then his card should be suspended."
Han Zhan chuckled.
Didn't say much.
Shi Yin glanced at the red light that still had a long time left and asked again, "I've heard from people in the industry that Young Master Lu's father is an extraordinary doctor. He's the only eight cancer patients cured in the country."
"The rumors are true."
"Does he have a registration with any hospital, or has he given out a registration quota?"
"Is anyone in the Shi family diagnosed with cancer?" Han Zhan asked.
"No."
"Your ex-fiancé has cancer?"
Shi Yin: “…”
Over the next few days, Han Zhan rarely ventured out, mostly staying at the Beishan Villa. Shi Yin, on the other hand, was out early and back late. When he emerged from the gym in the morning, the Macan in the garage was nowhere to be seen. At night, she returned from the twilight of the snowy landscape only after dark.
There are only two situations.
Firstly, she was busy with a new year project and needed to submit satisfactory design drawings to gain a firm foothold in Shi's. Secondly, she was secretly dating Song Sinian, entangled with this complicated first love.
Shi Yin also came back late that night.
Han Zhan walked Ah Xiu, who had just finished treatment and whose legs were still a bit unsteady, in the back lake. The wolfhound seemed to have a special bond with Shi Yin. At the mere sound of her car, it stopped dead in its tracks, barking at her figure in the snow, wagging its strong tail.
"Tsk, your elbows are bent outwards?"
"Woof!"
"Is she pretty? No matter how pretty she is, you have to rank behind me."
"Woof!"
"No? Who rescued you from the ruins of war?"
Ash was speechless.
Shut up.
She glanced at him sideways, broke free from the leash in his hand, turned around and ran back to her nest.
Don't listen to the turtle's chanting.
Han Zhan sighed and glanced at the dog that had already run away. He gave it a new life and a home to shelter it from the wind and rain. The heartless guy was conquered by Shi Yin's sugar-sound artillery shells in just a few days.
Dogs have no conscience.
Shi Yin is not much different.
Is Song Sinian really that good? He's going to meet that guy from the Song family in the freezing cold and snowing. He's betraying his childhood sweetheart, cheating on her and trampling on her sincerity. Even Han Zhan finds such a man dirty enough to be a rag.
Han Zhan entered the house through the side door.
He casually brushed off a few snowflakes and slowly walked towards the living room. The servants had gone to bed early tonight, and the huge villa was extremely quiet, with no one around.
then.
Shiyin became the only touch of vitality and color.
She was wearing a maroon coat today, with a knitted white lace long skirt underneath. She had her hair tied up in a bun that was messed up by the wind, and was holding a box in her hand.
The box was tied with a bow.
Cover tightly.
I can't tell what's inside.
The lights in the living room suddenly went out, and the view suddenly became dark. In the moment Han Zhan was stunned, the housekeeper pushed a double-layer cream cake over. As if it had been discussed in advance, Shi Yin cooperated and put candles on it and lit it with a match.
She also handed over the gift box in her hand.
The rope came undone.
The lid opens to both sides.
It was at this moment that Han Zhan realized that the contents were actually snowflake cakes. They were exactly the same as the ones his mother had made when he was a child, in shape, color, and even the fragrance that emanated from them.
"Happy birthday, sir!"
"This year marks my twenty-seventh year by your side, and this is also the twenty-seventh cake I've made for you. My wife works much harder than I do. Knowing you love snow cake, she went to the Han residence to learn. She leaves early and returns late every day just to make this cake for you today."
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