They knew that today was the day when the gifts Jiang Xin bought were delivered to their homes.

Jiang Lin has been floating at the movie base for a few days, and it's time to go home.

Early in the morning, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother had written on their faces that I was just used to staying in the spacious and bright living room to deal with work and waiting for my baby son to come home.

After breakfast, the two of them sat there and didn't move.

Jiang Xin was just surprised, but he didn't care, and went into the gym as usual.

At 10:40 in the morning, Jiang Xin came out of the fitness room and found that the two people were still sitting on the sofa......

When Jiang Xin went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes, downstairs. Someone had been waiting for the doorbell all morning, and it rang suddenly.

Jiang Yuan and Ling Cheng each occupied one end of the sofa and quietly did their own things.

Hearing the abrupt doorbell, the two turned their heads together and looked at each other, as if signaling something.

At home, since Jiang Xin kicked out all the servants for some reason a few years ago, he hasn't hired any more servants.

At most, they call a part-time worker to come and clean before they go out.

So, there was no maid to help open the door. Now the doorbell is ringing, and the people who have been waiting all morning are suddenly unwilling to get up and open the door.

Jiang Yuan: Your gift is here.

Ling Xin: Your wife's gift is here.

Jiang Yuan: Go open the door.

Ling Xin: You can't open it.

Jiang Yuan and Ling Xin's eyes met, hinting frantically.

In less than ten seconds, Jiang Yuan was defeated, dropped his notebook appointedly, got up and went to open the door.

After a while, it was as simple as opening the door, but Jiang Yuan didn't come in for a long time.

Just when Ling Xin couldn't sit still and wanted to take a look, Jiang Yuan walked in with a large box with a strange expression.

Staring at his hand, Ling Xin felt that the box, the shape and size, looked more and more like a box for cakes......

A few minutes later, Ling Xin clasped his hands, the expression on his extremely beautiful face was very ugly, and he glared at Jiang Yuan angrily.

Jiang Yuan was still holding the lid of the cake box in his hand, and he stood there a little embarrassed, the lid in his hand was not covered back, nor was he holding it.

The daughter just spent more than a thousand yuan, and she just bought a gift for her wife.

Who would have thought that what she bought was not a gift at all, but ...... It's a scary look like a chocolate cake.

How scary?

For professional reasons, Ling Xin's usual diet is very strictly controlled, and he doesn't dare to let go of meat, eggs, poultry or anything.

Not to mention...... It is a sweet food that is high in fat and sugar that is visible to the naked eye.

Just when Ling Xin wanted to leave angrily, there was a noise at the door, and people outside pushed the door in.

Jiang Lin entered the door to change his shoes, saw the scene in the living room, was stunned for a moment, and then rushed over in surprise and threw himself into his mother's arms.

Ling Xin got up before he got up, and was thrown into the sofa by his son.

In normal times, Jiang Yuan must have scolded his son for sticking to his mother at such a big age. But at this moment, he suddenly gave birth to the idea that his son was a savior.

The mother and son, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, got tired of it for a while, and Jiang Lin quickly found the huge four-layer cake on the table.

"Wow, it's my favorite creamy chocolate cake!"

To avoid being too stiff, the best time to save the scene, Dad Jiang hurriedly seized it, and answered with a smile: "Yes, your mother's birthday cake, go wash your hands and help your mother cut the cake." ”

Hearing this, Ling Xin frowned and looked over, wanting to refute something.

When his eyes met his son's happy expression, he choked up on the rebuttal.