Chapter 29 Chapter 29 No need to be strong, your strength is here...
Mr. Sui hasn't been very happy recently.
Although Mr. Sui always had a cold expression on his face, Wei Xi, as his special assistant, could still detect some clues from the rapidly consumed black coffee beans.
"The president will be very happy soon," the assistants who had been blatantly slacking off joked. "It's such a special day! Who knows, we might even get triple our pay soon."
"Oh my! I'm here to protect the CEO's love. I just hope the CEO smiles and the money comes!"
"Do you think Mr. Sui will marry Miss Wen in the future? Doesn't the Internet say that all unmarried men are fake?" someone gossiped.
"Miss Wen is romantic, caring, talented, responsible, and beautiful... I even searched for her live stream account. Who can resist such gentle charm? I have a feeling the CEO wouldn't be able to resist."
Since Mr. Sui is always a man, for convenience, there are only two male assistants in the president's office. They both had to go through many trials and tribulations to get the job.
They were obviously more interested in the topic of marriage and discussed it enthusiastically.
Wei Xi spoke up at the right time to stop him: "Don't discuss the president's private affairs too much. Be sensible."
As soon as she reminded him, everyone fell silent. "It's almost time for the president to get off work. We'll be relying on Assistant Wei to take charge. We can't let him down."
That’s right, all ten assistants were “bribed” and agreed to do a small favor for someone.
Sui Yi stepped out of the private office door on time.
Ever since he started dating, he rarely stayed overtime at the company. Even if he still had things to deal with, he'd just go back to his study and stay up a little longer. He didn't want to miss out on spending time with his girlfriend, especially since she said she was coming to the company to pick him up tonight.
It's just that because he was feeling a little emotional, his pace was a little slow.
Seeing Assistant Wei coming towards him with a stack of documents, he immediately stopped.
"President." She handed over the flower tray hidden behind the documents and smiled slightly. "Please take it."
Sui Yi was puzzled and adjusted his glasses. Before he could ask, Assistant Wei had already retreated silently.
Familiar people kept appearing before him. Each one clutched a dew-drenched Colonel Owens peony, carefully inserting it into the receptacle, following Ms. Wen's instructions to avoid getting the president's suit wet. Ms. Wen's exact words were, "Boss Sui's clothes are expensive. Don't give the capitalists a chance to rip you off."
Sui Yi had somehow been taken all the way to the elevator.
A second before the elevator door closed, he heard his assistants wishing him a happy birthday in unison.
Ah, today is December 8th.
He seemed to have some guesses, but he didn't dare to be too confident.
"Mr. Sui, thank you for your hard work."
As the elevator door opened, the building's security captain, looking reserved, handed a peony to Sui Yi, who had just gotten off the elevator, and said nervously, "Happy birthday to you."
The large clusters of petals bloom gently, and their pure and flawless appearance seems to carry an ethereal air. Their posture is stretched and full of vitality. A single flower is beautiful enough.
Sui Yi was stunned and nodded in thanks instinctively.
He walked out slowly, and one stranger after another approached with a smile, muttered blessings, and put flowers in his hands.
"The young man is tall and thin. He will definitely marry into a good family and live happily in the future!" The uncle carrying the vegetable basket praised.
"Dude, your girlfriend really cares about you. I envy you so much." The male student holding the computer sighed.
"Although I don't know you, a sister asked me to wish you a happy birthday, so, happy birthday!" Elite said with a smile while holding the car keys.
…
At the end of the road, there is a lover who opens her arms to him.
She didn't take anything, as if she had already prepared an exclusive embrace for him.
Wen Qingyang hugged the man who buried his head in his neck, winked at the people around him, and then whispered coaxingly: "Let's go, cut the cake."
When he got into the car, Sui Yi was still immersed in his emotions. He had seen those boys record how they were moved by their girlfriends' surprises, but nothing could compare to experiencing it himself.
How can a bystander steal the experience of being surrounded by love?
He hugged the bouquet tightly in his arms, and when he saw Wen Qingyang bending down to tie a beautiful ribbon around it, he suddenly felt a little ashamed: "Is it because I mentioned marriage that you worried I'd be sad... Actually, I'm not that hypocritical. Really. I just felt a little emotional at the time..."
"What are you talking about!" Wen Qingyang interrupted him, a hint of anger between his brows. "Do I have to feel sorry to be nice to you? I've been planning your birthday surprise for a long time. Isn't this what a girlfriend should do?"
"sorry."
Sui Yi apologized straightforwardly. For the first time, he felt that he was really stupid. He couldn't do anything right and always said the wrong things.
The moment he looked at his lover under the sky full of fireworks, he was so moved that he wanted to spend his whole life with her.
But she said that they were still young and she would not make promises that she could not keep when she was immature, wasting his youth in vain. When she became successful, she would naturally follow the steps to enter a happy marriage with him.
She is such a responsible person.
But Sui Yi is already 25 years old, three years older than his girlfriend, so it is inevitable that he feels lonely and even a little anxious.
After all, a man's age is always expressed in terms of his lunar age. Even if today is his birthday, everyone assumes that he is 25 years old from this year onwards, which gives a sense of urgency.
However, even he himself forgot about his birthday, but Wen Qingyang remembered it clearly, allowing him to experience the love and care of his girlfriend.
In front of her, he was just a little man, not a big president.
Sui Yi tilted his head to look her in the eyes seriously and apologized again: "I'm sorry, can I make it up to you?"
Yachts, manors, private jets, diamonds, porcelain, sea view apartments, famous paintings, jewelry, private islands... Wen Qingyang is easy to please and not picky.
Anyway, I have to go to work at Sui after the New Year, and this time the person next to me is really my boss.
"If you want to make amends, you have to spend today happily." She had to skillfully say something against her will, "Otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain that I asked so many people to prepare for this?"
Yeah, I got away with not getting married, and now I can even turn the tables and switch the guilty party!
Wen Qingyang smiled and tapped the tip of his nose.
Sui Yi obviously misunderstood. He reached out and took off his glasses, then leaned closer to show her.
Without the cold barrier, the tears in Taohua's eyes were clearly visible. Her eyes were already full and shining but not a single tear fell. It was obvious that she was moved again.
"I'm really happy, don't be unhappy."
The usually cold voice seemed to be softened by tears.
Wen Qingyang suddenly remembered that when the two of them were still in the "online romance" stage, she had also comforted the No. 1 brother in this way, but she knew that her sincerity was on the surface, while his sincerity was hidden deep inside.
She knew that Sui Yi was not short of money, so no matter how expensive the gift was, it would be meaningless. It would be better to put the thought first, and it would be easy for her to spend some time to create romance.
"The flower language of peony is love at first sight." Wen Qingyang wiped the corner of his eye vigorously, and that area immediately began to redden. "I remember you really liked the double-petaled lilies in the wedding hall, but after choosing and choosing, it seems that peonies are more suitable for you."
“Full and elegant, gorgeous and heavy.”
Sui Yi straightened his back upon hearing this: "But I don't have a very fancy style."
Wen Qingyang looked him up and down with her eyes: "That's not necessarily true, dear."
She pressed the button to lower the partition and signaled the driver to hand over the gift in the front seat.
"Why is it such a big box?" Sui Yi was a little worried that it would rub against his flowers.
"A birthday present." She smiled and knocked on the black velvet-covered treasure chest, explaining, "It's all the rage these days to walk through life with you again, so there are twenty-six little gifts inside. I won't ruin your sense of ceremony, so you can take your time opening them when you get home!"
Seeing that the small red patch on his face was about to expand, in order to prevent the tears from wetting his expensive suit, Wen Qingyang pinched his chin and lifted him up, took out a silk handkerchief from the secret compartment and wiped it gently.
"Xiao Sui, have you saved all the tears from the first half of your life for me?" she joked.
"Maybe all this was saved for you." He tried his best to suppress the tears that wanted to rise in his throat.
"Then I'll take them all."
Just as they arrived at their destination, Wen Qingyang got out of the car and held the door open for this one-day prince.
Sui Yi finally reacted: "I'm not going back to your place?"
"Your large flat is so close, there's no need to go far away."
Mr. Sui's expression, as calm as a mountain, suddenly fluctuated, and his pace towards the door quickened.
Wen Qingyang thought he was in a hurry to open the gift, so he grabbed his wrist at the entrance, pulled him back and pressed him against the dining table: "Wait a minute."
She thought to herself that all the preparations couldn't be in vain and that the procedures had to be followed.
Then he lit the candles himself, turned off the surrounding lights, and walked over with the cake he had ordered. He softened his voice and said, "Sui Yi, on your 25th birthday, I wish you to be like a peony, blooming more brilliantly than anyone else."
The candlelight dances, and lovers express their feelings.
Sui Yi was stunned.
Wen Qingyang quickly and steadily caught the bouquet that fell from his arms.
I guessed that he was about to let go in a panic, so I put such expensive flowers aside and had someone put them in a vase tomorrow.
"Make a wish and blow out the candles, dear." She urged with a smile.
Sui Yi hastily closed his eyes and clumsily clasped his hands together and raised them to his chest.
He didn't seem to remember such moments. Grandma was busy, as were his mother and aunt. Their time was worth millions, and they wouldn't waste it on such trivial matters. And his father, who was supposed to be taking care of the family, passed away too soon, his face already blurring into obscurity.
This certainly does not mean that his mother does not love him. On the contrary, his mother recognizes him very much, but she cares more about Sui.
Only the royal family of the old feudal patriarchy is always a supporter of blood gender. Sui Chengyu is the "emperor" who selects talented people for his bloodline. From the perspective of group interests, he designated him as the heir, hoping that he would not waste his qualifications and grow up like a woman.
This is his luck, but it also makes him very tired.
Wen Qingyang was telling him that he didn't need to be so strong because she was there.
"My wish is—"
"Shh!" Wen Qingyang motioned him to be silent with a single finger. "Silly, your wish won't work if you say it out loud."
She raised an eyebrow: "I'm going to the bedroom to change clothes and eat cake with you."
Sui Yi nodded first, then jumped up from the chair, trying to stop his girlfriend.
——But still a step too slow.
Wen Qingyang looked back at him leisurely:
"Good boy, explain it to me."
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