Chapter 690: happy Birthday

Chapter 690: Happy Birthday
"Yes ... Yes ..." She hesitated. Anyway, red wine can drink a little, beer can drink a few glasses. Well, this wine ... I haven't tried it, I don't know, there should be no problem with a glass. of. Anyway, she's depressed now, so what's the matter of borrowing alcohol to relax?
"Happy birthday." He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, pulled out a slight smile, then raised the glass and bumped it with the wine glass in her hand, and the glass made a crisp and pleasant impact.
happy Birthday?
He Meixin looked up in surprise at Huo Jiabao.
"What's the date today?" Suddenly remembered, it seemed that her birthday was about to arrive. Flip out the phone and open it. November 26th, isn't it her birthday? Well, she accidentally forgot her birthday again, but how did he know?
"You ... how did you know it's my birthday today?" She took a sip of the wine, and her tongue became numb with the scent of that rich wine. She calmed her breath and asked.
"Don't you know that you have a filial daughter?" He looked at her with amusement, and then drank the glass of wine.
Yeah, her baby knows it.
"Every year in the past, I and Yimeng ’s birthday were blessed each other. When she first gave birth, I ca n’t remember how long no one helped me celebrate my birthday. You do n’t know, baby How cute when I was born, I bought a cake and put it in the living room. She could n’t walk at that time, crawling all over the house. I just went to the kitchen and washed my hands, and I saw that he had taken the cake apart. On, fat little claws grabbing the cream on top and stuffing it into their little mouth, drooling while stuffing it. It was so cute, I hurriedly took a picture of her. Later, he was three years old When I saw the photo of drooling cream, I did n’t even admit it was her ...
He Meixin said, tears came out with a smile, slipped into her mouth, a little salty, and a little bitter ...
She looked up and drank the wine from the glass. She picked up the wine bottle aside and poured another glass.
"She likes cream?" Huo Jiabao's mind appeared He Yimeng covered with cream cake sitting on the floor of the living room, smiling unconsciously.
"No, that's probably her first time to eat it, and then, then, a baby who is a few months old knows what is delicious or not." She shook her head, she looked down and thought, and said, "Baby. She doesn't like to eat sweets, she said, eating too much sugar affects IQ. "
"No wonder you're so stupid." Huo Jiabao nodded clearly after listening.
"What?" He Meixin froze, and how did she get involved with her again?
"Do you like sweets?" He asked.
"Like." She nodded, she was frank.
"That's not it." He finished, and drank again.
He Meixin was shocked. Is it because of this reason that she always reacts half a time slower than others?
In fact, she is not stupid, but occasionally, her brain will turn slowly, especially in front of Huo Jiabao. The strong pressure he gives can directly scare her head.
"Do you know what birthday present the baby gave me last year?" Just talking about He Yimeng, He Meixin felt that he had endless topics.
"What?" Huo Jiabao lowered his glass and looked at He Meixin with a look of interest.
"A ring, a ring made of grass with a dog's tail. It was picked off the side of the road in the small apartment where I lived." He Meixin said, recalling the picture at the time ...
"She told me to close my eyes and then put my hand in front of her. I felt a ring finger stuck on her ring finger. I opened my eyes and saw that there was only a dogtail grass ring. She was lovely. Big eyes asked me, 'Mum, are you happy?', I said, happy, of course happy. She followed and said, 'I watch TV, when a boy gives a ring to a girl, the girl will be very happy. She said she Although he is not a boy, he still loves Mommy and said he will send a real ring to me. Fill it up yourself.
Huo Jiabao quietly listened to her story about He Yimeng before, but gently pressed her cell phone, silently sending a mysterious text message to someone who did not know.
"Listening to such lovely stories when Yimeng was a kid, do you really regret that you did not grow up with her?" He Meixin finished, raising her already slightly narrow eyes and asking Huo Jiabao.
"From now on, isn't it too late?" He leaned his entire back on the sofa, smiling with a smile on his face.
"Also, you start now, but there is too much time, but unfortunately, there are not many opportunities I can see." She said, feeling very sad.
He naturally understood what her words meant, without denying, but not admitting, the expression on his face fell into deep thought.
"So, you brought me here today to invite me to drink and celebrate my birthday?" She asked without seeing him.
Sure enough, I drank a bit of wine and talked less restrictively.
It would be inexplicable to kill her if she rested in her fully awake state.
Moreover, she would not believe that he would be so kind, invited her to drink, and celebrated her birthday.
"Seeing that you gave birth to my daughter so hard, and then raised her so smart and lovely, it would not be too much of a drink," he smiled, disapproving.
"However, I want to thank you. For so many years, besides baby, the second person to tell me happy birthday." She also smiled, there was no burden in that smile, it was pure and clean.
During the five years with Wu Wei in France, it may be because Wu Wei initially regarded her as his employee, and did not care about her personal affairs. Of course, except for taking care of He Yimeng . Otherwise, how could He Meixin's income at that time be able to afford a nanny in the United States?
In the matter of raising He Yimeng, Wu Wei made a lot of manpower and financial resources.
Unfortunately, for five years, he never asked what day her birthday was.
In fact, even if he didn't ask, He Meixin's resume was written. Unfortunately, he didn't pay attention, or maybe he noticed and knew, and even designed some small surprises, but they could not be realized for various reasons.
During the conversation between them, a waiter pushed a beautiful cake and walked in front of them.
He Meixin thought he was dreaming. How could he send a cake now?