When Ji Moxuan returned home, there were no servants in the main house.
After going up the spiral staircase, I saw light coming from the small study room, and couldn't help but stop. Then with a self-deprecating smile on my face, I turned around and entered my study room.
Soon, a call came in. Ji Moxuan looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Tianxue.
"Xue'er, what's wrong?" Ji Moxuan asked dotingly.
Tianxue's voice was lazier: "I suddenly remembered something. My qualification for this year's Black Mosa Beauty Pageant was revoked. You were the one who tampered with it, right?"
Ji Moxuan was noncommittal: "Yes, it's me. I remember you told me that you no longer want to be a judge, you would rather participate in the beauty pageant."
"Thank you for remembering," Tian Xue seemed to be smiling, and her voice became cheerful, "I will participate in the beauty pageant this year. I will definitely participate. I have been exercising recently."
"Is your injury okay? Don't exercise too strenuously or leave any sequelae." Ji Moxuan was full of concern.
Tianxue smiled: "I knew you would say that. Don't worry, even if I am injured, I will never give up the opportunity to others. I am the heir of the Tian family. If I have the title of beauty pageant champion of the Balik family again,
, my status will definitely be more stable."
Ji Moxuan smiled at Tianxue's straightforwardness and stubbornness - yes, this was his Tianxue, who fought hard for her goals. Although she sometimes resorted to unscrupulous means, she never escaped the eyes and doubts of others.
Always like the sun, full of atmosphere.
"My Xue'er, you are finally back." Ji Moxuan sighed.
Tianxue said: "I can come back to you at any time, as long as you are willing to give up something for me. I admit that I was very anxious because of Nimolan some time ago, but now that I think about it, there seems to be nothing to be anxious about.
Because I love you, and the past and memories between you and me are enough to make you attach your heart to me. I will never regret waiting for you for many years, because I am Tianxue and you are Ji Moxuan."
At that moment Ji Moxuan almost shed tears. He rarely cried, and the few times he could think of crying seemed to be for Tianxue, but since he was crying for Tianxue, it must be sweet but sour tears.
"Tianxue, I will compensate you twice as much for what you have done for me. I will also try my best to make up for the harm you have suffered. Just wait for me." Ji Moxuan made a promise.
Li Fuyuan hugged Tianxue from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, watched her hang up the phone, lowered her head, looking very sad, and chuckled: "It's very sad, just one phone call can make you happy."
It's so sad, I guess you had a death wish when he left you, look at your potential."
Tianxue held the phone in her hand, her tone full of despair: "He only said he would make up for me, but he didn't say he loved me."
Li Fuyuan smiled lowly, turned Tianxue to him, and whispered: "He really doesn't love you anymore."
"He loves Nemo Blue?"
"I won't allow him to love Nimo Lan." Li Fuyuan replied, letting go of Tian Xue's hand and leaving.
The Black Mosa Beauty Pageant should have been solely hosted by the Planning Department, but because this year it is for the market, Ruan Muhong led a team of people to participate in the planning process. In addition, since Nimolan is one of the judges participating in the competition,
As a member, she could not be involved in the preliminary preparation work. Ruan Muhong told her to design the work well. So Nimolan was left at home to design the clothes for the beauty pageant.
Today is her birthday. Chief Ni's teddy bear arrived one day earlier than her birthday, so Nimolan placed the bear next to his desk early in the morning, lying on the table and staring at the bear in a daze.
"Little Bear, Little Bear, should I give you a name? You were sent by Commander Ni, so I will call you Commander Ni!" Nimolan said in a self-conscious manner.
After staring at the little bear for a while, his eyes gradually moved into the little bear's eyes. The glass eyeballs reflected his own appearance, which looked extremely ordinary.
Ordinary, two words, simple gestures, clear at a glance.
Suddenly, Nimo Lan picked up his pen and drew an outline on the scrap paper he had taken. It was a draft of the clothing design, a simple and elegant long skirt, smooth lines, and green and gray colors - the theme.
Yes - tavallinen, abbreviated as tav, is Finnish for ordinary.
At that moment, ideas surged, and Nimolan sketched them with a brush. Finally, she got up, took out the painting tools that she had not touched for a long time from the box she brought when she moved here, and began to create.
This birthday may be very meaningful because I started creating. Thank you, Dad.
Ji Moxuan held a meeting all morning and was so tired that he didn't even want to eat at noon, so he went to the exclusive dining room of the staff restaurant.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a box of cakes on his usual dining table. He frowned, whose cake was it? Is there anyone celebrating a birthday?
At this time, the waiter from the employee canteen hurriedly ran in and explained awkwardly: "Yes, I'm sorry, Chairman, someone from the marketing department had a birthday today and didn't come to get the cake. We didn't have room to put it in the kitchen, so we thought you wouldn't come.
So I put it here."
"Ah, it's okay, just leave it here." Ji Moxuan is not a person who likes to catch people's mistakes, and besides, it's not a big deal, so he said nonchalantly, "Just prepare a set meal for me."
The waiter quickly left.
Ji Moxuan was the only one left in the room. The big box of cakes in front of him was very eye-catching, and he couldn't help but smile. Speaking of which, the idea of ordering cakes for each employee's birthday was something he came up with when he first joined the group.
Because of this small plan, he gained a lot of favorability. Thinking of this, Ji Moxuan stared at the cake for a while, and then his eyes stayed in front of the four words "Happy Birthday".
The words "Nemo Blue" were clearly written there in chocolate.
Marketing department? Nimolan? Today is her birthday? Ji Moxuan thought in shock, stood up, carried the cake and walked out the door.
The waiter was carrying a set meal and was about to knock on the door. He was startled by Ji Moxuan and almost overturned the plate. He looked at the cake in Ji Moxuan's hand and was in disbelief. In the end, he had to mutter to himself: "Why did you take the cake away?"
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Ji Moxuan called the housekeeper and confirmed that Nimolan was at home. After hanging up the phone, he suddenly parked the car on the side of the road.
He held the steering wheel and laughed to himself. How ridiculous. He clearly promised to hate her, clearly promised Tianxue to make it up to her, clearly planned to carry out the original plan to the end, originally planned not to be confused by her, why now?
As soon as I heard it was her birthday, I drove out with no purpose, just to rush back to her? Why do I want to see her so hard...
Damn it! Ji Moxuan, you idiot! You are such a big idiot! Why do you have to give yourself so many problems? Why!
Then he suddenly thought of Tianxue's children... He and Tianxue's children, their children, his children... weren't they lost because of Nimolan? How could the pain of flesh and blood not hurt?
Nimo Lan... Damn it, even so, I still can't bear to torture you.
Then give yourself a reason not to torture her - ah, yes, today is her birthday. The first birthday I had a cake was given to me by her. It was a silly birthday in the parking lot.
In Balik Manor, Nimolan was painting the pictures that kept appearing in his mind, very seriously.
She didn't know that among the scattered snowflakes outside, a man was standing under the main house looking towards her window, with a smile on his face and a rose in his hand.
The cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"I heard that you stayed at home to design for the Black Mosha beauty contest, so I had no choice but to come to your house to celebrate your birthday." It was Li Fuyuan's voice.
Nimolan was stunned: "How did you know today is my birthday?"
"Aha, it seems I guessed it right, today is indeed your birthday." Li Fuyuan joked, he would not tell Nimo Lan that he had investigated all her details the day he fell in love with her.
You see, a birthday is nothing.
"Today is my birthday, but it's nothing special. If there's nothing else, I'm going to hang up the phone." Nimolan said.
Li Fuyuan interrupted her: "Come to the window and have a look."
Nimolan walked to the window and looked down. The man was standing in the white snow holding a bouquet of fiery red roses. Behind him was a European artistic sculptured fountain. His black coat was open and he was laughing.
The heat just stood there.
Nimolan was a little moved because the scenery was so beautiful. Then an inspiration suddenly burst out in her mind. She said softly: "Stand there and don't move." Then she picked up the camera on the table and captured the scene.
Come down.
"Come down, it's very cold here." Li Fuyuan said.
Nimolan looked at the photos on the camera, and finally limped down the spiral staircase and opened the door for Li Fuyuan.
Only then did she realize that she didn't have any servants at home. What was going on? In fact, what she didn't know was that the servants had just been transferred away by Ji Moxuan just to celebrate a simple birthday with her alone. But who knew, Li Fu
Yuan actually arrived first.
Nimolan asked Li Fuyuan to enter the house.
Li Fuyuan handed over the bouquet of blood-red roses: "Russian indoor roses, I think they match you very well."
"Come in and sit down." Nimo Lan took the rose and inserted it into the retro vase that had been vacant for a long time at the door. The vase is complete with flowers. It is really beautiful.
Li Fuyuan sat on the sofa, took the hot tea from Nimolan, and said with a smile: "I came here to celebrate your birthday, but the atmosphere was not as good as mine."
"I don't plan to celebrate my birthday." Nimolan sat across from him, his face full of rejection.
Li Fuyuan chuckled: "I'm a visitor, so why don't you stay with me for lunch?"
Nimolan blinked, thinking that there was no one around at the moment anyway, and it was not interesting for him to be at home. It was rare for someone to remember his birthday, so it would be okay to let him have a meal, so he nodded and said: "Okay, it just so happened that I didn't eat either.