In the villa, Bai Xingchen was hung up on the phone, she gritted her teeth and continued to dial the phone back.

The phone beeped up twice and was turned off.

Bai Xingchen stared at the phone screen until the screen completely blackened, his face turned green with anger, and he smashed the phone with his backhand to vent his anger.

"Si Fu tilt! I got together with Brother Muqi again! Slut! ”

The guests who had come to the birthday party in the villa fell silent and turned their heads to look in her direction.

The assistant was taken aback by this movement, "Sister Chen, what's going on?" ”

Bai Xingchen laughed twice with a stiff face, "It's okay." ”

Forced Yan smiled and said to everyone: "Everyone continue to play and have fun." ”

"It's too late, let's cut that cake and share it with everyone." Bai Xingchen said this to the assistant.

"Huh?" The assistant scratched his head confusedly, "Sister Chen, what do you mean?" Didn't you prepare this cake specifically for Mr. Jiang? ”

Bai Xingchen's face turned completely black, and he turned around and went up to the second floor.

He commanded in a cold voice: "After everyone has finished playing tonight, let them disperse directly." ”

The assistant looked at the posture she was about to leave, and hurriedly followed, "Sister Chen, Mr. Jiang will be here later, will you go upstairs at this time?" What if Mr. Jiang comes? ”

Bai Xingchen glanced back at her, his face even more ugly.

Then he glanced at the colorful decorations in the living room, and his face became even heavier, "Those balloons and banners, all of them were taken and burned." ”

Then he turned around and went upstairs without looking back.

Leaving the assistant alone in place, touching the back of his head and not knowing why.

Obviously, this afternoon, Sister Chen smiled happily, and her face changed after making a phone call.

In the Jiang family's villa, Si Futian gently patted Jiang Muqi's face and woke him up.

Jiang Muqi, who had just experienced a high fever, opened her eyes, her eyes were confused and confused, and she stared at her in a daze.

Unable to focus his eyes, like a newborn puppy.

At this moment, Si Futian passed through Jiang Muqi and seemed to see Jiang Leyan's shadow from his body - simple and cute.

Si Futian's tone also lowered, coaxing him, "Are you completely awake now?" ”

Jiang Muqi blinked, and there was a fluctuation in his eyes.

He frowned at her, "Qingqing? ”

The voice was very low.

Si Futian handed the bowl of noodles directly to him, "You have a fever, eat first, and your body will have strength after eating." ”

Jiang Muqi stared at the slightly light bowl of longevity noodles, stunned, staring at the bowl of noodles, and did not move for a long time.

Si Futian sat on the edge of his bed, waited for a long time, and didn't see him react.

"The rice is a bit simple, I haven't cooked for a long time, and my hands are raw." I don't know why, she was inexplicably angry in her heart, "If you dislike it, I'll order you takeout now." ”

Jiang Muqi finally reacted.

Before she could bring the bowl of noodles over, he took the bowl from her hand.

Take a bite, chew slowly, and savor it slowly, as if you are eating the most expensive French Western food.

As he ate, he poured a glass of water, took out a few pills and put them on the bedside table.

"Your high fever hasn't completely gone away, don't forget to take medicine later."

Jiang Muqi's movements in eating noodles slowed down, looked at her and said, "It's delicious." ”

"What?" Si Futian didn't hear clearly.

Jiang Muqi smiled, and the smile raised at the corner of his mouth was a little clear and clean, "The taste is the same as before." ”

Si Fu heard this sentence clearly.

But she frowned, obviously she had cooked for him many times before, and he always didn't react at all.

Even always with disgust.

Si Fu tugged at the corner of his lower lip, "Don't forget to drink medicine later, I'll go downstairs to accompany Yan Yan." ”

Jiang Muqi nodded, staring at her back, her eyes revealing obvious tenderness.

When Jiang Muqi came out of the bedroom again, he changed into a loose and warm sweater with black slacks.

Tall and big figure, looking slender and structured.

Si Fu glanced at his short half-wet hair and moved his lips, trying to remind him to pay attention to his body, after all, he was still sick, but in the end he held back.

Jiang Muqi's current state looks like he has been rejuvenated, compared to the sick and weak person who was dying a few hours ago, there are two people.

Jiang Leyan was originally nestled in her arms, listening to her talk about picture books, and after seeing Jiang Muqi, Jiang Leyan came out of her arms and ran to Jiang Muqi's side.

climbed onto the sofa with short hands and feet, and then shrank into Jiang Muqi's arms.

The two little chubby hands held Dad's face and looked at him carefully, "Is Dad's illness cured?" ”

Jiang Muqi still had a cold, and he didn't want to infect the little guy, so he leaned back and turned his head.

handed over the little girl in his arms to Si Futian, and at the same time smiled with a spring breeze on his face, and replied to her words, "Dad wasn't sick just now, he was resting." ”

"Liar!" Jiang Leyan pursed his lips, not believing his words at all.

But he didn't argue anymore and drilled into his arms, but obediently stayed in Si Futian's arms.

Jiang Muqi stretched out his index finger, flicked her forehead lightly, and explained with a smile, "It's not a lie." ”

The little girl was bewildered by his solemn tone, her hands crossed, her brows furrowed, and she didn't seem to be sure whether he was sick or not.

Si Fu smiled in his heart, and it is estimated that all men in the world will not be able to change their hard mouths.

No wonder she just came to the villa, Jiang Leyan was so frightened that she cried.

It is estimated that Jiang Muqi has set up a "strong" character in front of the little girl all the year round, but it was suddenly broken, and the little girl couldn't stand it, and thought that there was something really wrong with his body?

Si Futian glanced at him secretly and hugged the girl in his arms tightly.

Looking at the cake on the table, he changed the subject, "It's your birthday today, you still have to go through the process, right?" ”

Jiang Leyan danced and clapped his hands and shouted, "Eat cake!" Blow out the candles! Birthday! ”

"Daddy's birthday!"

The little girl was very mobile, and when she had finished speaking, she jumped out of her arms and stuck the candles into the cake one after another.

After plugging it in, he looked back at Jiang Muqi with bright eyes, "Dad, light the fire!" ”

Jiang Muqi's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he pulled the little girl aside and began to light the fire.

After all the candles were lit, Jiang Leyan clapped his hands and shouted.

"Make a wish! Wish! ”

At the same time, the soft and glutinous voice hummed the out-of-tune birthday song indistinctly.

The smile on the corner of Jiang Muqi's lips became more and more gentle, and he did not immediately extinguish the candle.

Instead, he moved the distance and sat next to Si Fu, and at the same time grabbed the little girl in his arms with his big hand.

The phone is held high above the head and "clicks".

A family photo of three was born.

In front of the background of the burning birthday cake, Jiang Muqi smiled lightly, Si Futian opened his mouth in some astonishment, and Jiang Leyan turned his head to look at his father unconsciously.

A family of three has outstanding appearance, which is better than the movie pictorial.

Jiang Muqi stared at the photo, pulled the corners of his lips with satisfaction, and reposted the photo on the Internet.

Then he got up unhurriedly and blew out the candles.

Jiang Leyan excitedly raised his hands and applauded, "Happy birthday, Dad!" ”

"Eat the cake!"