Yan Xixi hung up the phone, and after a while, she suddenly remembered that today was Xiaojue's birthday. She had been in a daze all day, and had completely forgotten about it. She quickly wanted to make a gift, but it was too late.
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I rushed to the hotel immediately after get off work.
As soon as she entered the door, there was already chatting and laughing in the private room, Huang's mother and Huang's father were all there. Her heart sank, and her steps couldn't help but stop, as if they were as heavy as a stone.
There was already a beautiful cake on the table, obviously prepared by Huang's mother.
Huang Xiaojue saw her at a glance and stood up with a smile: "Xixi, come and sit down. I'm waiting for you."
He took off his coat and wrapped a scarf around his neck, which was exactly the one Yan Xixi had knitted for him.
Huang Ma's eyes fell on her, but when she saw her empty hands, obviously she didn't bring any gifts, she felt angry in her heart - this woman didn't prepare a gift for her son. It seemed that she had completely forgotten today.
It's my son's birthday.
Yan Xixi couldn't hide under her gaze, and she felt really guilty. She had simply forgotten about it, because she didn't celebrate birthdays very often. In Huang's mother's opinion, this was clearly a sign of contempt for her son.
If you value your son higher than the sky, how could you forget such an important day?
She calmly took out the gift and said, "Son, today is your birthday. Your father and I prepared a small gift for you. Do you like it?"
It was a Parker gold pen, very high-end and classy.
Huang Xiaojue took the gift and said with a smile: "Mom, why are you and dad so angry? What kind of gift are you giving? As a family, don't give it back and forth."
"You are our son. We love you, so we will naturally give you gifts. If we don't even give you gifts, doesn't it mean we don't care about you at all?"
Yan Xixi felt like every word was being whipped like a whip, and she was immediately on pins and needles. In a hurry, she really couldn't get out the gift.
Under the table, a hand quietly stretched out to squeeze her hand, and Huang Xiaojue laughed heartily: "I like the gifts you and dad gave me very much, but I also like the gifts you gave me in detail."
Everyone looked at him in surprise. He came empty-handed, so how could he have any gifts?
He calmly took off the scarf around his neck: "Look, this is a cashmere scarf that Xixiao knitted for me by herself. It's warm and beautiful. I like it very much. This is a birthday gift she prepared for me in advance."
Huang's mother didn't agree and wanted to say something else, but the old man gave her a wink, meaning it was her son's birthday today, so don't make everyone unhappy. So, she had to forcefully swallow and said, "Eat the vegetables, everyone eats the vegetables."
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While Huang Ma diligently advised everyone to eat and drink, she was also quite polite to Yan Xixi: "Xixi, you should also eat more."
"Thanks."
She casually said: "A few days ago, we old sisters had a gathering, but Concubine Wang didn't come. It's really unexpected. Her daughter-in-law is clamoring for a divorce. They are all puzzled. The family is obviously in good condition, with a house, a car and everything.
The man didn’t beat or scold her, nor was he bad-tempered, so why did he insist on getting a divorce? What do you think the reason is?”
"what reason?"
"The wife there is not a good thing. It turns out that after marriage, she was still inseparable from her ex-boyfriend, and had one-night stands from time to time. As a result, the son she gave birth to was not Mrs. Wang's son at all, but the wild man in front of her..."
