It's just that in recent decades, no one celebrates birthdays according to the lunar calendar; Yun Qiao doesn't even have the habit of celebrating birthdays.
Every time I let her celebrate her birthday, she doesn't remember what happened when she was a child. Just remembering the time she spent with Xi Lanting makes her feel particularly sad.
She would go to extremes when she was sad. Yun Jia and Xi Yan relied on her and were afraid that something would happen to her.
In recent years, Yun Jia and Xi Yan have matured mentally and can not only take care of themselves, but also take care of Yun Qiao. Yun Jia then tried to give Yun Qiao a small gift every April 29th.
She couldn't remember the lunar calendar, so she always sent it on the Gregorian calendar day; if she accidentally forgot, she would make up for it on April 29 of the lunar calendar.
This year is different.
Xi Lanting is back.
"Father, after you left, my mother hasn't made any new friends for several years.
The people around me are either assistant secretaries or employees, and I have almost no personal relationships.
In the past two years in Yancheng, I got to know a lot of people at once.
Then, I also waited for you to come back.
I'm afraid this place is crowded, so don't leave again."
Yun Jia said.
Yun Qiao: "..."
"We lived a deserted life in the past, but we have to liven up our lives this year.
Call all your relatives and friends."
Yunjia said again.
Xi Lanting held Yun Qiao's hand.
He felt sour in his heart and turned his head slightly to look at her: "You promised me that you would live a good life."
"I have a good life."
Yun Qiao argued, "Do you think doing business is easy?
I invest everywhere, build research institutes, and do charity, isn’t it because you said I want to save more money?”
"This is work, not life."
"You are trying to force someone into a difficult situation."
Yun Qiao said, "I can only care about one thing."
Xi Lanting felt less sad and was a little angry and wanted to punish his wife; Yun Qiao was also a little angry, saying that he had made the decision without permission and left her behind, leaving her to suffer alone for so many years.
"I am worse off than Wang Baochuan!"
Yun Qiao said.
Xi Lanting: "Who is Wang Baochuan?"
Yun Qiao: "..."
She suddenly felt it was unnecessary.
Wang Baochuan worked hard to keep the cold kiln for eighteen years, but Yun Qiao and her husband left her countless money, very smart people and even two little monsters who could barely transform.
Besides, isn't he back?
The thoughts in her mind were running very fast, and she started laughing as she spoke.
"...Why is she laughing?
Is there any allusion to Wang Baochuan?"
Xi Lanting asked Yun Jia.
Yun Jia: "..."
I was indeed present, but I seemed not to be there.
Where can I find out why she suddenly laughs?
If I could understand, I wouldn't be a kitten.
There was a fuss and the birthday party was not held, mainly because Yun Qiao was too busy and she didn't have much time in Yancheng.
However, on her birthday, Yunjia bought a gift for Xi Lanting, and ordered flowers and a restaurant.
Yun Qiao took the time to return to Yancheng and had a very romantic candlelight dinner with Xi Lanting; she received a necklace with a small and delicate pendant that fell on her collarbone, adding a bit of sex appeal.
The flowers are Yun Qiao’s favorite white roses.
There are always people who think roses are vulgar, but Yun Qiao likes them very much, and Xi Lanting once gave them to her.
When I got home, my home was decorated, and the paths from the living room to the bedroom were paved with flower petals.
Yun Qiao: "..."
She is vulgar, and Yun Jia is even more vulgar, making the house feel like a hotel.
Yun Qiao suddenly wondered if she had influenced Yun Jia's aesthetics?
Yun Jia always likes things with very strong colors, such as bright red and green. Yun Qiao also liked them very much in the past, and Xi Lanting often complained about them.
Xi Lanting: "...can you discipline that cat?"
Yun Qiao was quite embarrassed: "It's okay, people are so romantic these days."
She turned around and hugged him, "It's my birthday."
Xi Lanting hugged her gently and pecked her on the lips: "Happy birthday, madam."
"I want to live with you for tens of thousands of years."
Yun Qiao said, and then added, "I must have hated you by then."