Now Xi Jia is asking him to make a wish, and he looks at her with expectant eyes.
Mo Yushen made a sincere wish: that Xi Jia would have a healthy life for the rest of her days.
Xi Jia blew out the candles with him.
The candle went out, leaving a wisp of smoke and the smell of burning.
Xi Jia removed the candles, cut two pieces of cake, took the larger one, and gave the smaller one to Mo Yushen, saying, "If you can't finish it, just give it to me."
Mo Yushen doesn't eat sweets. In the past, when Jiang Qin bought him cakes, he would only take a couple of bites. Today's cake isn't too sweet, so he should be able to finish it.
Xi Jia didn't review her notes with Mo Yushen tonight, and I wonder what they're talking about right now.
After a long day on set, her ears were ringing and her head was throbbing. Her memory was even worse by evening, and she didn't want to watch anymore.
The two ate their cake in silence.
Mo Yushen broke the silence, "Eat less, too much cream will upset your stomach."
Xi Jia: "It's okay."
"The film crew is all on holiday tomorrow?" Mo Yushen took the initiative to start a conversation.
Xi Jia: "How could that be? I'm the only one taking a break. I finished my work by working overtime all night."
"Try to stay up less late in the future."
"Yeah. Just occasionally."
The living room fell silent again.
Xi Jia turned her head to the side: "If you feel bored, you can tell me about your work troubles. I'll be your dumping ground tonight."
Mo Yushen: "There's nothing that's bothering me."
Xi Jia nodded and added, "I can't help with decision-making; I don't know anything about doing business."
She scooped a spoonful of cake into her mouth and said, "When you marry again in the future, find someone who knows a bit about business, like my dad and my mom. Over the years, my mom has taken on a lot of burdens for my dad."
Mo Yushen paused in his movements and looked at Xi Jia, who was busy picking out chocolates from the cake and didn't notice his gaze.
Xi Jia was stuffed; she finished the entire plate of cake and ate quite a few vegetables as well.
Once upstairs, Xi Jia went to the dressing room and found a set of loungewear, still from the My Little Pony series.
Mo Yushen prepared a bath for her, but she was nowhere to be seen in the bedroom.
"Xi Jia? Go take a bath."
Xi Jia came out of the dressing room while getting dressed. "Wait a minute, I'm too full. I need to digest before taking a bath."
Mo Yushen glanced at her clothes: "It's so hot inside, why are you wearing so many layers?"
Xi Jia buttoned up her clothes, pointed outside, and said, "Let's go for a walk on the terrace."
Mo Yushen also went to the terrace with her.
The terrace was spacious, several dozen square meters, where Xi Jia walked around, taking a stroll to digest her food.
Mo Yushen leaned against the balcony railing, his gaze following her movements.
The terrace was open, and a cold wind was blowing. Xi Jia put on the hood of her pajamas.
Mo Yushen frowned slightly, noticing the upright horn on her hat. "How can a horse have horns?" he asked Xi Jia. "What's that on your hat?"
Xi Jia: "This loungewear set is from the Unicorn series." She held the horn, aimed it at Mo Yushen, and said, "Aim, fire."
Mo Yushen: "..."
Xi Jia entertained herself for a while, then finally calmed down.
Mo Yushen still didn't understand, so he asked what a unicorn was.
Xi Jia couldn't explain it clearly, "When you have a daughter in the future, she might like these things, and then you'll naturally know."
The mention of his daughter touched a soft spot in Mo Yushen's heart. He reached out and touched that corner, "You can wear matching outfits with your daughter from now on."
Xi Jia played with her ponytail, which was very long, and she rubbed it against Mo Yushen's chin.
The tail is realistic, and the mane is soft; it tickles when it rubs against your chin.
Mo Yushen leaned back and dodged.
Xi Jia wrapped her ponytail around her wrist. This way, she couldn't have children, and she didn't even know if her life was in danger. How many more years could she stay with him like this?
His daughter may not be her daughter.
Mo Yushen grasped the horn on her head and shook it hard. "It doesn't have to be a daughter, a son is fine too. I'll love whatever you give birth to, whether it's a daughter or a son."
Xi Jia rubbed against him with her ponytail again. This silly guy, he thought she was worried about not being able to have a daughter.
She eased the tension at the right moment, saying, "Don't worry, I'll definitely give you a daughter. Even if the first three children are all sons, I'll still give you a daughter."
Xi Jia picked up Mo Yushen's arm and placed it on the table. She leaned over it, resting her chin on his arm.
Mo Yushen recalled that a few months ago, the night she went to pick him up from the airport, he persuaded Jiang Qin to come back from the bar, and she just lay on the terrace, looking out at the yard.
The moonlight wasn't very bright tonight, and the courtyard was pitch black.
Xi Jia looked towards the parking lot and vaguely felt a sense of familiarity. "Husband."
"Um?"
"Did I used to often lie on the balcony?"
"Lie down."
"Were you not back yet at that time?"
"Um."
Xi Jia nodded, "That's right, I was definitely waiting for you to come home."
Mo Yushen's breath caught in his throat for a moment. Xi Jia moved closer to him, and Mo Yushen wrapped his arms around her.
The terrace, like the courtyard, was dark and quiet.
No one spoke.
There is a kind of peaceful and serene life.
After a while, Mo Yushen asked Xi Jia if he had listened to the recording.
Xi Jia nodded, "I've listened to both. I like them both."
Xi Jia turned her head slightly to face Mo Yushen.
Naturally, Mo Yu kissed him deeply.
The wind on the terrace was quite strong. Mo Yushen half-held Xi Jia, turned around, and leaned against the railing to shield Xi Jia from the wind.
Xi Jia hugged Mo Yushen tightly; his aura was both aggressive and alluring, drawing people closer.
Their breathing became erratic.
Mo Yushen released Xi Jia, "Go back to your room and take a shower."
Xi Jia sensed that he wanted it. She teased him deliberately, "I'm going to take a bath for an hour."
Mo Yu glanced at her and said, "Why don't you stay up until tomorrow morning?"
Xi Jia smiled and said, "Soaking for too long is bad for the skin. I can walk slowly and try to reach the bathroom door by tomorrow morning."
She took a small step after a long pause.
Then, in the next second, he took two steps back.
Mo Yushen grabbed Xi Jia's ponytail and pulled her inside.
Xi Jia was dragged backwards by him. "Honey, be gentler."
Half an hour later, all the lights in the bedroom were turned off.
Xi Jia finally experienced firsthand what Mo Yushen's gentleness was like; she almost couldn't bear that kind of tenderness.
In the past, he was always assertive and domineering in this regard, and he never forgot to look her in the eyes and ask her, "Whose are you?"
That moment struck right to the core.
Tonight, all of Mo Yushen's kisses were alluring.
He sucked on her lips with great patience.
Later, Xi Jia couldn't resist and her heart skipped a beat.
She hugged him tightly, and the strength of her embrace gave her a strange sense of security.
"husband."
"Um."
Once she calmed down, Xi Jia was covered in sweat. She rested her head on Mo Yushen's arm, too weak to move. She kept worrying, "What if one day I forget even something like this?"
"No." Mo Yushen wiped the sweat from her nose. "You only have a few hours of memory right now, but you still remember the exact size I used perfectly."
Xi Jia: "..."
"Is there?"
After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.
The next day.
Xi Jia woke up naturally, without having to review her notes or think about the script, enjoying a rare moment of peace.
Mo Yushen went to the company in the morning because he needed to sign some documents.
These days, there's been an undercurrent of tension within the company.
The news about Chairman Mo dividing the shares has already spread. There are now three or four versions of the story.
Secretary Ding couldn't figure out what Chairman Mo was thinking. On New Year's Day, he said the division would take place after the holiday, but more than a month has passed and there has been no movement.
This has caused widespread anxiety.
One unpleasant thing after another happened.
Secretary Ding received a call from the R&D center five minutes ago. After hanging up, he didn't dare to report it to Mo Yushen.