Morning, the Heir

Chapter 37: Xiaomi, happy birthday

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Lin Xiner lay on the bed and cut Xue Haolin's little goldfish to pieces with scissors.

When the Xue family suddenly wanted to take Xue Haolin to the United States, he came to look for Lin Xiaomi before he left, but it was such a coincidence that Lin Xiaomi was not at home that day.

It was she who went out.

He asked her what Lin Xiaomi's name was.

She said without hesitation, "Lin Xiner, her name is Lin Xiner."

Lin Xiaomi had just arrived at the Lin family, and she didn't like the name the Lin family had changed for her, so she refused to tell Xue Haolin her name.

Lin Xiner never imagined that what she did as a habit back then would have the result today.

If Lin Xiaomi knew that the person she had been waiting for for many years was going to marry her now, how would she react

...

Lin Xiaomi ran all the way down the mountain, and when she got into the taxi, she had already become a drowned rat.

The clothes on her body wet a large area of the cushion, which made Lin Xiaomi very embarrassed.

What annoyed her was that after she got in the car, the rain outside actually became smaller! !

The taxi drove all the way back to the apartment, and she saw a familiar figure at the gate of the community through the car window.

At first she thought it was her own eyesight, but when she took a closer look, she realized it was really him.

"Master, stop the car." Lin Xiaomi paid the money and quickly jumped out of the car.

Leng Yihuang also saw her, walked over and raised the umbrella above her head.

"Why are you here?" Lin Xiaomi asked puzzled.

"Where's your phone? Why don't you answer the phone?" Leng Yihuang asked.

"It's turned off." If her phone rang at the banquet, Jiang Hui would definitely scold her again, so she turned it off and forgot to turn it on later.

Leng Yihuang didn't speak, and the two of them walked towards the apartment with their umbrellas in hand. The rain picked up again, hitting the umbrella with crackling noises.

Amidst the noise, Lin Xiaomi suddenly thought: "You are standing at the door on a rainy day, aren't you waiting for me?"

Leng Yihuang glanced at her indifferently: "What do you think? You don't drive and you don't bring an umbrella, you leave your wallet at home, and you don't turn on your phone at night. I've never seen such a troublesome woman like you!"

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. He was worried that she would get caught in the rain and wanted to go out to pick her up, but he didn't know when she would come back.

He couldn't reach her by phone, so he had to go to the door and wait.

Leng Yihuang stood in the rain for a long time, and at this moment it was terribly cold, and his tone was naturally bad.

Lin Xiaomi looked at him in surprise, as if she didn't recognize him anymore.

She really doesn't believe his words, is he so kind

Leng Yihuang knew what she was thinking when he met her eyes.

He was so angry that he didn't want to say a word to her, but most of the umbrellas still hit her.

Lin Xiaomi noticed that his other shoulder was almost completely covered in the rain.

"Ah!" Leng Yihuang sneezed uncontrollably.

Lin Xiaomi pursed her red lips slightly, feeling a little moved suddenly.

She ran alone in the rainstorm for twenty minutes before, but standing beside him now, standing in the rain, she didn't feel cold.

Even if no one remembers her birthday, even if no one wishes her well, she is not alone.

She felt right before that they were friends.

As soon as the two of them entered the corridor, Lin Xiaomi suddenly waved his arm, and gave him a slap in the face proudly, with a manly demeanor, "Good buddy! Thank you!"

The suddenness of her slap startled Leng Yihuang, but when she realized the words in her words, her expression froze.

"Who is your buddy!" He said coldly.

He doesn't want to be her buddy!

Leng Yihuang walked upstairs angrily, and Lin Xiaomi followed behind, a little confused.

Why did he suddenly get angry? It's said that a woman's temper is as fickle as the weather, but she thinks that he is even more fickle.

After entering the door, she saw that he was almost half wet, and kindly asked him to take a hot bath first: "Don't catch a cold."

Who knew, he actually gave her a blank stare.

"Mind your own business!"

I wipe.

Why is he acting like his aunt is here.

Lin Xiaomi didn't care about him anymore, and went into the bathroom with Xiao Laipi to wash and brush, and took a comfortable hot bath.

When she walked out of the bathroom with Xiao Laipi in her arms, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

The whole room went dark.

"What's the matter, is there a power outage?" Lin Xiaomi thought it was because of the rain outside.

But she asked for a long time, but no one answered him, and the room was dark, so she couldn't see where he was standing at all.

Even the little Laipi trembled slightly in her hands.

She was a little nervous: "Hey, I'm talking to you! Where are you, make a sound."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden sound in the kitchen.

The next moment, Leng Yihuang came out of the kitchen with a cake in his hand.

Lin Xiaomi's eyes suddenly became wet.

Looking at the man standing in front of him, his handsome face was hazy by the faint light of the candle, and her useless nose was sore.

"You are..." She said her voice was a little hoarse: "How do you know... today is my birthday."

"It's written on your ID card, why isn't it today?"

"..." She had forgotten that her ID card was still in his hand.

"Blow out the candles." Leng Yihuang urged.

"Oh." Lin Xiaomi walked over quickly, leaned over and was about to blow, when Leng Yihuang said, "Make a wish first."

"Yes, yes, I forgot." Lin Xiaomi smiled, folded his hands and closed his eyes, and made the only wish in his heart: I hope that my grandmother's illness will recover soon and live a long life.

The candle was blown out, and the room was dark again. When the lights were turned on again, Leng Yihuang realized that Lin Xiaomi was crying.

"Isn't that so touching?" Leng Yihuang teased her a little bit dumbfoundingly.

A woman is a woman, so be moved.

There was a sweet and satisfied smile on the corner of Lin Xiaomi's mouth: "Ever since my grandma got sick when I was seven years old and I was brought into the Lin family by my mother, no one has celebrated my birthday for me."

She lay down in front of the coffee table, looked at the beautiful and delicate fruit cake contentedly, took a deep breath, drooling like a greedy cat.

But Leng Yihuang was caught off guard by her calm tone and hurt his heart.

He didn't expect that such an understatement of hers would make him feel so distressed.

Since the age of seven is it

A small and thin person appeared in front of his eyes, watching the crowd gather around Lin Xiner to celebrate her birthday with eyes full of envy.

She should have expected it too, expecting that her mother might remember her daughter's birthday, but she was gradually disappointed.

"Xiaomi, happy birthday." Leng Yihuang stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms without any distractions, and whispered in her ear: "I will remember this day every year from now on, and celebrate your birthday."

His voice warmly blew in her ears, her eyes were sore, she nodded slightly, and just about to say something, she heard him yell.

"Smelly pig! You are courting death!"

It turned out that Xiao Laipi sneaked up to them while the two were not paying attention, and was stealing the peach slices on the outside of the cake.