Translator:
Larbre Studio
Editor:
Larbre Studio
He almost couldn’t wait to take out the mobile phone, he looked at the screen, it was an unfamiliar number.
He had never seen this number before.
Mo Yixuan felt as though someone had poured a pail of cold water all over him and he felt like he had descended into an ice cave, the excitement disappeared.
He stared at the phone screen and picked up the phone until it rang for a while.
Hello…..
Soon a girl’s voice sounded through the phone.
Hello, are you Mister Mo?
The girl’s voice was so unfamiliar that Mo Yixuan did not reply for a long time.
It was Miss He. She asked me to come over and send something to you.
The girl saw the man on the phone did not answer and said again.
Mo Yixuan finally spoke.
Who are you? And where are you?
His voice grew cold and his eyes felt like snowing, with unspeakable disappointment.
Due to the call, he knew that he would not be able to see the person he wanted to see today.
I am in the street not far from the gate of the Yuxiang Garden. I am wearing a long white coat. Can you come over now? I am the servant of Miss He.
The girl said slowly with a husky voice, as if she had caught a cold.
Mo Yixuan hung up the phone, he turned and headed to the elevator. Arriving at the street from the gate, he looked around for a while, until he saw a girl in white standing at Jiang Street right in front of him, shivering in the cold wind.
You are?
He patted the girl on her shoulder from behind.
The girl turned around, and smiled politely at him.
I am Qin Xiaoyu, Miss He asked me to give this to you, she won’t come over, and she wished you happy birthday.
Qin Xiaoyu handed the things she brought over to the man who was motionless in front of her eyes. After the delivery, she nodded politely at the man as if she had completed the task, she turned and was going to leave.
Wait a minute…..
Mo Yixuan stopped her.
What’s the matter?
Qin Xiaoyu turned around and looked at Mo Yixuan drily. Though she had seen the man for the first time, she knew who he was.
Mo Yixuan put his hand on his lips and coughed twice, it seemed he had caught a cold. A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he only said few words at the end,
How is she?
She is fine.
Of course she was fine. She was pregnant now, and Mister Ye doted on her like a princess. Qin Xiaoyu had only answered him the first sentence, the words behind were left in her heart. Then she walked away without looking back. The river side was too cold, she was born in the south and she still couldn’t adapt to the cold weather in winter of Ye City.
Mo Yixuan was standing alone on the street. Under the dim street light, his lonely figure seemed longer than he actually was, and his black eyes were dark and grave as if they had lost the colour, he felt deeply abandoned.
He had waited a long time, but she didn’t show up.
Getting in his car, he leaned against the seat in disappointed, staring at the box that the girl had just handed him, it was a small box.
He opened the beautiful wrapped box, and he saw —
It was a birthday cake, a very delicate cake that he was familiar with, five years ago he had received a birthday cake which had the same size, same shape, and his favourite fruits on top of it. She made it herself.
There was a card on the cake.
Chapter 145: She Is Fine
Translator:
Larbre Studio
Editor:
Larbre Studio
He almost couldn’t wait to take out the mobile phone, he looked at the screen, it was an unfamiliar number.
He had never seen this number before.
Mo Yixuan felt as though someone had poured a pail of cold water all over him and he felt like he had descended into an ice cave, the excitement disappeared.
He stared at the phone screen and picked up the phone until it rang for a while.
Hello…..
Soon a girl’s voice sounded through the phone.
Hello, are you Mister Mo?
The girl’s voice was so unfamiliar that Mo Yixuan did not reply for a long time.
It was Miss He. She asked me to come over and send something to you.
The girl saw the man on the phone did not answer and said again.
Mo Yixuan finally spoke.
Who are you? And where are you?
His voice grew cold and his eyes felt like snowing, with unspeakable disappointment.
Due to the call, he knew that he would not be able to see the person he wanted to see today.
I am in the street not far from the gate of the Yuxiang Garden. I am wearing a long white coat. Can you come over now? I am the servant of Miss He.
The girl said slowly with a husky voice, as if she had caught a cold.
Mo Yixuan hung up the phone, he turned and headed to the elevator. Arriving at the street from the gate, he looked around for a while, until he saw a girl in white standing at Jiang Street right in front of him, shivering in the cold wind.
You are?
He patted the girl on her shoulder from behind.
The girl turned around, and smiled politely at him.
I am Qin Xiaoyu, Miss He asked me to give this to you, she won’t come over, and she wished you happy birthday.
Qin Xiaoyu handed the things she brought over to the man who was motionless in front of her eyes. After the delivery, she nodded politely at the man as if she had completed the task, she turned and was going to leave.
Wait a minute…..
Mo Yixuan stopped her.
What’s the matter?
Qin Xiaoyu turned around and looked at Mo Yixuan drily. Though she had seen the man for the first time, she knew who he was.
Mo Yixuan put his hand on his lips and coughed twice, it seemed he had caught a cold. A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he only said few words at the end,
How is she?
She is fine.
Of course she was fine. She was pregnant now, and Mister Ye doted on her like a princess. Qin Xiaoyu had only answered him the first sentence, the words behind were left in her heart. Then she walked away without looking back. The river side was too cold, she was born in the south and she still couldn’t adapt to the cold weather in winter of Ye City.
Mo Yixuan was standing alone on the street. Under the dim street light, his lonely figure seemed longer than he actually was, and his black eyes were dark and grave as if they had lost the colour, he felt deeply abandoned.
He had waited a long time, but she didn’t show up.
Getting in his car, he leaned against the seat in disappointed, staring at the box that the girl had just handed him, it was a small box.
He opened the beautiful wrapped box, and he saw —
It was a birthday cake, a very delicate cake that he was familiar with, five years ago he had received a birthday cake which had the same size, same shape, and his favourite fruits on top of it. She made it herself.
There was a card on the cake.
