Chapter 325: Tearing the Dough 1

Yan hung up the phone carefully, and after a while, he suddenly remembered that today was Xiao Jue's birthday. She was in a trance all day, and she forgot about it without a trace, and hurriedly wanted to make up for some gifts, but it was too late.

I rushed to the hotel immediately after work.

As soon as I entered the door, there was already a lot of talk and laughter in the box, and Huang's mother and Huang's father were there. Her heart sank, and her footsteps couldn't help but stop, as if they were as heavy as ten thousand pounds.

There was already a beautiful cake on the table, which was obviously prepared by Huang's mother.

Huang Xiaojue saw her at a glance and stood up with a smile: "Fine, come and sit down, I'll wait for you." ”

He took off his coat and wore a scarf around his neck, which was the one Yan Xian had knitted for him.

Huang's mother's eyes fell on her, but seeing that she was empty-handed, it was obvious that she didn't bring any gifts, and a wave of anger came out in her heart - this woman actually didn't prepare a gift for her son, it seems that she completely forgot that today is her son's birthday.

Yan Xixian had nothing to hide under her gaze, and she was really guilty in her heart, she forgot it at all, because she didn't celebrate her birthday very much, which in Huang's mother's opinion, was clearly despising her son.

If you think your son is higher than the sky, how can you forget such an important day?

She quietly took out the gift, "Son, today is your birthday, and your father and I have prepared a small gift for you, do you still like it?" ”

It was a Parker's gold pen, very high-end and high-end.

Huang Xiaojue took the gift and said with a smile: "Mom, why are you and Dad also angry??" What kind of gifts, family, don't send them around. ”

"You are our son, we love you, and naturally we will give you gifts. If we don't give you gifts, don't we take you to heart at all? ”

Yan was thin but felt that every word and sentence was like a whip to whip herself, and she suddenly felt like she was on pins and needles. In a hurry, she really couldn't get a gift.

Under the table, a hand quietly stretched out and pinched her hand, Huang Xiaojue was hearty: "I like the gift you and Dad gave me, but I also like the gift you gave me carefully." ”

The crowd looked at him in amazement. Obviously, Yan came empty-handed, how can there be any gifts?

He unhurriedly untied the scarf around his neck: "You see, this is a cashmere scarf knitted for me by hand, it is warm and beautiful, and I like it very much." This is a birthday present she prepared for me in advance. ”

Huang's mother didn't think so, and said something, but the old man gave her a look, which meant that today is her son's birthday, don't make everyone unhappy. So, she had to forcibly swallow a breath, "Eat vegetables, everyone eat vegetables." ”

Huang Ma diligently persuaded everyone to eat and drink, and was quite polite to Yan Xixi: "Xixiao, you can also eat more." ”

“xiexie。”

She said casually: "A few days ago, our old sisters had a party, but Wang Xian didn't come. It's really unthinkable, her daughter-in-law is clamoring for a divorce, they are all puzzled, the family is obviously good, the house and car have everything, and the man doesn't beat and scold her, and she doesn't have a bad temperament, so Weishenme has to divorce? Guess what? ”

"What is the reason?"

"That daughter-in-law is not a good thing. It turned out that after marriage, I broke off the connection with my ex-boyfriend, and I had a one-night stand or something from time to time. As a result, the son she gave birth to was not Wang Xian's son at all, but the ...... of the wild man in front of her."