Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Li Mosen was wearing an exquisite white suit and holding a gift box bigger than his body. It looked funny. Su Qianci saw the little guy like this, chuckled and greeted him with open arms. Li Mosen’s face was red at once and shouted, “Mom, happy birthday.”
Su Qianci touched his little head. “Thank you, Mosen.”
“This is a gift that dad gave you.”
Su Qianci chuckled and opened the gift box, and there was a white dress lying there. The first things she saw were the dazzling diamonds, as well as the exquisite and neat hand-made details. The beautiful white gown made her hold her breath. Picking up the clothes, she found that it was a delicate and beautiful white gown that was breathtaking.
Stunning!
This was… A wedding dress! Li Mosen’s little face looked stunned, but soon, he ran away with a red face. In the darkness around, colorful butterflies were still flying, and the silver light was faintly lingering. In the meantime, the bright moonlight sprinkled, covering the sky and the stars, but the surrounding darkness continued.
Su Qianci knew that there were many people around. Judging from the cheers, there were at least dozens of people. However, under such light, she did not see anyone except for Li Sicheng and the little kids who ran out to give her things.
Li Jianqian was the last to show up. Unlike the other two little kids who had run out, he kept a straight posture, holding a red rose in his hand, and slowly walked over. There was no expression on the little face. His black hair was combed into a handsome shape. The white small suit made him look formal and cute.
The little guy walked up to Su Qianci and bowed to her like a gentleman. He handed the rose out and said, “My dear mother, please accept my most sincere wishes. I wish you a happy birthday.”
Su Qianci couldn’t help but chuckle, took the rose and reached for his little head.
Li Jianqian’s little face was red. Taking her hand off, he said, “Don’t touch my hair, it will be messed up.” Then he took out a white velvet box from his pocket and said, “I also wish my mother and my father grow old together.”
Su Qianci saw this ring box and was somewhat dumbstruck. Li Jianqian saw that his mother had not taken it and looked up at her father.
Li Sicheng curled his lips, took the ring box, and pushed him gently, “Go play with your sister.”
Li Jianqian did not really like the order but did not say anything. He turned and went back.
Looking at the back of his son, Su Qianci realized what had happened after a long while, and she looked at Li Sicheng.
Li Sicheng smiled and opened the box in his hand. A ring for men looked simple and tough, depicting a pattern of a deer. The other one was a diamond ring with a stone the size of a pigeon egg, which was designed as the head of a deer, which looked playful yet delicate. “Have I told you that you are like a deer sometimes?”
In the eyes of Li Sicheng, there seemed to be a night lake, in which the water was reflecting the galaxy and starlight, so beautiful that she couldn’t look away.
With his eyes fixed on her, his cello-like voice sounded, “Do you like it?”