Chapter 615: Spectacle

After a period of time like this, Chu Shijia felt that Yan Qingruo's attitude was a little loose, but his attitude towards himself was still a rejection of people thousands of miles away, and he couldn't even continue to talk about the topic of divorce.

Chu Shijia was a little distressed, but he had to come up with a way to alleviate this situation and turn passive into active.

Chu Shijia thought about it, perhaps, now there is only one person who can help him.

When Chu Shijia secretly took Yan Nuonuo out with Yan Qingruo behind his back, Yan Nuonuo was not surprised.

He is a very smart child, and he can be very keenly aware of the delicate relationship between Chu Shijia and Yan Qingruo recently, and Chu Shijia's intentions for Yan Qingruo and himself, Yan Nuonuo also sees it in his eyes, this father, he is really satisfied.

"Dad Chu came to me, it must be to make my mother happy." After Yan Nuonuo ordered the cake she wanted to eat, she opened her mouth.

Just as Chu Shijia was thinking about the wording and how to open his mouth with Yan Nuonuo, he didn't want Yan Nuonuo to be so smart, so he directly said his intention.

"Yes, Nuonuo, I actually made your mother angry." Chu Shijia was a little embarrassed, how could she explain this reason that made her angry to this child?

"It's okay, Daddy Chu doesn't need to feel embarrassed, Nuo Nuo just needs to be happy and happy as long as her mother is happy, Nuo Nuo also knows that Daddy Chu really likes her mother, and I will help Daddy Chu." Yan Nuonuo looked like a little adult, which made Chu Shijia feel a lot more relieved.

"Then Dad Chu told you directly, in fact, your mother and I got married on a fake basis for the sake of your Grandma Wen's happiness, so I discussed a fake marriage with your mother." Chu Shijia told the truth and discernment, but Yan Nuonuo didn't seem so surprised, this kid is really smart, it seems that he may have seen some clues a long time ago.

Yan Nuonuo lowered his head and thought for a while, nodded, meaning that he already knew, "So, what did Dad Chu do to suddenly make Mom so angry?" ”

Chu Shijia was a little embarrassed, hesitated, but still opened his mouth: "Actually, it was your grandmother who almost discovered this secret the night before she left, and your father was in a hurry, so he kissed her without your mother's consent, and now, your mother is unwilling to say a word to me." ”

Chu Shijia was a little distressed, and rubbed his hair. It just so happened that at this time, the waiter brought up the cake that Yan Nuonuo ordered, and Yan Nuonuo was not polite, scooped a big spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes rolled, and he was also thinking of a way for Father Chu.

"Then Dad Chu might as well create a big surprise for Mommy, so that your mother can forgive you, and you can also help you catch up with your mother and win your mother's heart." Yan Nuonuo swallowed the first bite of the cake and put forward his opinion, Chu Shijia was a little surprised, but still nodded, "I've thought about it too, but do you have any good ideas to give your mother a big surprise?" ”

Yan Nuonuo smiled mischievously, let Chu Shijia come closer, and said something in Chu Shijia's ear, when Yan Nuonuo returned to his seat, Chu Shijia was still amazed at this child's thoughts.

"You're right, Nuo Nuo, you're so good, I'll order someone to prepare, yes, I'll prepare it myself, haha. Nuonuo, you are truly my treasure. Chu Shijia agreed with Yan Nuonuo's suggestion.

Seeing Chu Shijia's excited appearance, Yan Nuonuo was also very happy, because he knew that this Chu Shijia was better than that Chu Mu, I don't know how many times.

This man has always wanted his mommy to be happy and worked hard for it, but what about Chu Mu? Hmph, what about his biological father? If you can't make your mommy happy, then it has nothing to do with him.

"Dad Chu, I'm full, why don't you pack a sweet that Mommy likes and take it home." Yan Nuonuo finished eating the cake in front of her and wiped her little mouth. Chu Shijia nodded, picked up Yan Nuonuo, packed the portion for Yan Qingruo, and drove home.

Yan Qingruo felt a little strange these days, originally Chu Shijia wanted to shush himself every day because of guilt, but he didn't see Chu Shijia much in the past few days. Even sometimes, I won't come back until late at night, and when I'm finally at home, I'm always on the phone, and I even deliberately avoid myself.

asked Nuo Nuo, but Nuo Nuo also denied it, and didn't know what Chu Shijia was doing. Although Yan Qingruo was a little worried, she was also relieved, maybe Chu Shijia finally wanted to open it and no longer put his mind on himself, if he could find a better woman, Yan Qingruo would also be sincerely blessed.

After a few days, Chu Shijia finally stopped, and unexpectedly did not go out early in the morning, but was at home. Yan Qingruo was still thinking about what day it was, but she didn't realize that it was her birthday.

Chu Shijia changed his clothes early in the morning and waited in the living room. Yan Qingruo was a little confused, but she also changed into a small dress under Yan Nuonuo's urging and coaxing. The dress is silk, a red sundress, which can perfectly outline her beautiful figure, and a short coat of milky mink wool, which is warm but beautiful.

And Yan Nuonuo began to urge Yan Qingruo to put on makeup, and Yan Qingruo was a little helpless: "Nuonuo, what the hell are you doing with your father Chu, what is a big day today, why doesn't my mother remember." ”

Yan Nuonuo has a sense of confidentiality: "Mom, don't ask more, just dress up beautifully." If Yan Qing saw the situation, she could only laugh dumbly, this kid.

Although it is makeup, Yan Qingruo only sketches a few strokes, and only part of her hair is pulled at will, and the rest of her curls are scattered around her shoulders at will, but she is naturally beautiful, and her simple makeup is bewitching and makes people can't take their eyes off.

Yan Qingruo walked out of the bedroom and saw Chu Shijia waiting on the sofa, a little helpless.

"Shi Jia, what the hell are you and Nuo Nuo doing?" Rao is Yan Qingruo, who has been silent for the past few days, finally couldn't help but ask. But Chu Shijia saw the glamorous Yan Qingruo, and after being stunned, he stretched out his finger and made a "shhhh Yan Qingruo had no choice but to get into the car according to Chu Shijia's arrangement and see for herself what kind of medicine they were selling in their gourd.

The car went smoothly all the way to the front of a building, and Yan Qingruo got out of the car under Chu Shijia's reminder. Chu Shijia helped Yan Qingruo out at the car door, and the two walked to the door of the building together, Chu Shijia let Yan Qingruo go in by himself, but he had no intention of going in.

"Let's go inside." Chu Shijia smiled softly, and Yan Qingruo walked in by herself, but the moment she entered, Yan Qingruo was stunned, because the works hanging on the wall were all works that she had drawn herself over the years.

Each piece is delicately framed, or hung, or placed, in short, a piece that does not fall.

Yan Qingruo covered her mouth in surprise, she walked step by step, and this corridor seemed to have no end. She saw that her works had gradually formed their own style from the initial unknown youthfulness, to winning large and small awards, and were auctioned off by some businessmen and collectors for a lot of money.

God knows how much financial and mental effort Chu Shijia must have put into making up these works. There are some works that she doesn't even remember where she is, or some torn up scrap manuscripts, all of which have been carefully pasted and placed in front of her in front of her, how can she not be moved?

Yan Qingruo steadied her mind and continued to walk, but there were no more paintings, but a row of huge glass cabinets. Yan Qingruo took a closer look, but there were some small objects inside, from pacifiers, to aprons, to small skirts, and there were small signs with numbers written on them underneath each one.

Therefore, everything in this display cabinet is a birthday gift that Chu Shijia prepared for himself with his heart.

She has been ignored since she was a child, her mother was entered by the mistress, and no one found out about her suicide in front of her for a few days, and then she was abused by her stepmother.

So, like a hedgehog, she wraps herself in sharp thorns and protects herself from being hurt by others. In order to retaliate, they can do whatever it takes, even if they fall in love with Chu Mu and give birth to Nuonuo, the two of them are torturing each other and cannot die well.

And now, there is a person who treats himself so carefully, no matter how small, patient and gentle, he melts her frozen shell with his warm smile.

How can you not be impressed? Yan Qingruo covered her mouth almost all the time, controlling her to prevent tears from flowing. After a long journey, but hopefully there is no end to it.

When he was about to reach the exit, from a distance, Yan Qingruo saw Chu Shijia's waiting figure. He was dressed in a white suit, like a fairy tale prince charming, Yan Qingruo walked in front of Chu Shijia step by step.

Chu Shijia was still so gentle, he took Yan Qingruo's remaining hand and led her out. There was an open space in front of her, and Chu Shijia gently wiped away her tears, "Qingruo, look up." ”

Yan Qingruo did not refuse Chu Shijia's move, but raised her head obediently. At that moment, Yan Qingruo heard the sound of huge firecrackers, and at the same time, she also saw the flowers blooming in the night sky.

It was the grandest, most brilliant fireworks she had ever seen in her life.

It was fireworks for her.

In the sound of huge firecrackers, she heard the gentle but clear and firm voices of the people around her: "Yan Qingruo, happy birthday." ”

Yan Qingruo's tears were almost about to burst out of her eyes, so she could only open her eyes wide, raise her head, and look at the fireworks in the sky until they dissipated without a trace, Yan Qingruo was moved, but she was also at a loss.