Black Belly Boss's Pet Wife Chapter 52

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When they woke up the next day, they first washed and cleaned themselves up. Wei Yang, Xiahou Xuan, and Mo drove to a picnic park.

The autumn in Hokkaido was a little cold, so Xiahou Xuan let Wei Yang put on a thicker coat and two rabbit ears on her furry hat, which made her look lovelier.

While driving through some small rivers, they can also see a lot of men and women with hats sitting on the stones by the river, painting on the easel, as if to collect such rare beauty on a white paper.

They turned over a crossroad with red leaves flying while driving for an hour between the golden trees. Then, the three of them arrived at their destination – a gra.s.sy yellow plain, spa.r.s.ely growing a few unknown trees like a beautiful golden autumn mood.

During the picnic, Wei Yang tasted the dessert that she was usually restricted from and she smiled with her eyes happily squinting. Her curved pink lips were covered with sweet and greasy cake stains all day long. Once she swallowed in a cake, she would stick to it again.

After watching the sunset, the three drove back to the villa of Mo.

“Well? I can't wait!” Wei Yang was blindfolded with a white cloth. Behind her, Mo and Xiahou Xuan carefully pushed her and led her to the front door.

“Wait for a more minute.” Xiahou Xuan said as he looked at Mo and signaled him with his eye. Mo agreed, and then suddenly, he opened the door to the full house 'Dedicated to Alice'. Then, Xiahou Xuan unraveled the cloth on Wei Yang's eyes.

There were no bright lights in the room, only dozens of music boxes made of merry-go-round horses, glittering with colorful lights. The beautiful piano music spread throughout the room. The big bears were full of silver jewelry and there was a small laurel in the middle of the room, with a faint fragrance.

“Did you like it?” Xiahou Xuan poked her head out from behind and asked. Over the past few months, he already found out Wei Yang's preferences, such as the music box, big bear dolls, platinum jewelry, and laurel.

Wei Yang turned around and looked at the two men who were smiling at her. With their intense gaze, she wiped her lips, then she smiled uncontrollably. Suddenly, her eyes turned sour and a layer of blindfolded tears gleamed out of her eyes.

“I like it very much!” Wei Yang nodded her head, and then plunged into Xiahou Xuan's arms and asked, “Why did you suddenly send me so many things?”

“Don't you remember that it is your birthday month?” Xiahou Xuan said as he held her head up and buried it in his bosom, and pinched it.

“Birthday?”

“Yes, today is September 6. Miss's birthday is September 12, that is next Friday. But you are already in cla.s.s at that time.” Mo said, and then he added, "But most regrettably, I and Master Xiahou Xuan have to fly to the Middle East at that time, too. We have no time to accompany you on that day."

“Advance Happy Birthday, my princess! I wish you all the best.” Xiahou Xuan said.

“Oh…” Wei Yang's heart was moved, but she extended her hands and said, “How come there is no birthday cake?”

“You've eaten more than one large cake today.” Xiahou Xuan pinched her face punitively for her greediness, good-humor, and amus.e.m.e.nt.

“Ah…” Wei Yang ate a whole big cake for herself earlier which made the two men laugh at each other.

Wei Yang's birthday was not announced by herself; Xiahou Xuan knew it from his grandfather, Xiahou Xi. As for the Xiahou's, the two had no tacit understanding, but perhaps, they already noticed it. They were not willing to prove nor to clarify, and they were both afraid of the consequences of doing so, a weight they couldn't bear.

The weekend pa.s.sed so quickly and the busy Monday already arrived. Wei Yang, who was tired for the past two days, slept until noon on Monday. Xiahou Xuan asked Mo to take her to the helicopter. She woke up puzzled.

“Where's my brother?” Wei Yang rubbed and rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, pouting her little mouth.

“There is something out there in the capital. He has to go back and deal with it.” Mo walked steadily without hitting any b.u.mps. Wei Yang felt comfortable when she was held by him in his arms.

“Hmp, hmp! It's the capital city again. I hate it!” Wei Yang was displeased. She took her small hand, clenched it into a fist, and knocked Mo's chest several times.

“Yes, yes.” Mo agreed to her as if he didn't feel pain while she was punching his chest, but instead, he swayed an inclusive spoiled heart. He was afraid that his chest was too hard, that the white little hand of Wei Yang might get injured.

Mo accompanied Wei Yang to climb up the mountain going back to school. So, early in the morning, he had a greeting to every board of directors that they met. He walked up the mountain with Wei Yang in his arms. Along the way, he told the little princess the bedtime story he owed her the day before, with a smiling face.

“Is Mo tired?” Wei Yang took out her handkerchief and wiped Mo's sweat on his forehead.

“I'm okay.” Mo slightly laughed, but got a kick from Wei Yang, which scared him as he almost let go of his hold to this noisy little girl.

“What is okay?! You mean that this lady is very fat?!” Wei Yang squinted her eyes and raised her mouth so high that he could hang up a big bucket.

“No, no, it's that the sun is too hot, so I don't think it's very okay. But if I hold the lady, I think it's like holding a piece of paper, it's very light!" Mo said while he was squinting his eyes because of the whirring cold wind airing onto them.

After cla.s.s, Angela came to the school gate and waited for Wei Yang. She twitched her lips and gave Wei Yang a white eye. This one was so proud at home!

Wei Yang proudly lifted her chin up, then patted Mo's shoulder, indicating that he could put her down.

“It's late autumn, Miss. Eat less ice cream.” Mo said after he put her down, and then he began to say something to her like his mother, “Put on more clothes in the morning and evening; cover the quilt at night; don't forget to sleep by looking at the story book; and don't take a bath too long. Carefully stuff yourself…”

Wei Yang rolled her eyes, then she pushed Mo to let her go, “Yeah, I know it…. Mom! I will take care of myself!” After that, she pulled Angela's hand and ran.

It was not until she reached the castle when Angela gasped and said, “How can you talk to that handsome guy like that and call him a 'mom'?"

“You know, G.o.d is always fair. When he gives you beauty, he takes something back.” Wei Yang raised her n.o.ble chin and said with complacency, “Of course, a woman like me, who pays equal attention to beauty and wisdom, is a beautiful work of G.o.d, especially when I'm in a very happy mood.”

Angela raised her eyebrows and stepped back. She didn't know if this woman in front of her was turned like a flower peac.o.c.k.

Wei Yang grabbed Angela, who was about to leave, and grinned on her shoulder, ready to continue narcissism.

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