BXBX NOVEL Chapter 310: boyfriend surprise
She looked at Xian Yu and listened to the sound with unsatisfied interest, and felt that listening to it ten times and a hundred times would not be too much.
And just as Xianyu was ending, a dazzling firework suddenly burst into the night sky outside.
She looked at the dark night sky outside in surprise, and saw colorful fireworks rising, blooming from the sky, and bursting into beautiful shapes one after another.
Brilliant lights relayed to each other in the air, and the fireworks lasted for half an hour.
"Happy birthday!!"
Surrounded by blessings one after another, Murong Qiao was surrounded by everyone, watching the fireworks in the distance, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"This is the best birthday I've ever had."
She spoke softly, but the sound was drowned out by the surrounding voices, but Murong Qiao was even happier.
All the unhappiness and negative emotions disappeared at this moment, leaving only countless joys and joys, which filled her to the full.
The banquet has come to the last step, cutting the cake.
The huge and beautiful three-layer cake was pushed to the center by the waiter, and placed in front of Murong Qiao, so that she could smell the aroma of cream with a light sniff.
"Make a wish?" Murong Chen asked.
Several gorgeous and beautiful candles are inserted on the cake, with a little swaying candlelight, waiting for a wish to come.
Murong Qiao stood in front of the cake and slowly closed his eyes.
Scenes of pictures flashed before her eyes, which were everything that had happened since her rebirth.
In fact, she doesn't really believe in wishes, she just thinks that this thing is really intangible.
But at today's banquet, Murong Qiao was surprisingly willing to cooperate.
The lights of the banquet were also turned off in good time, leaving only the beautiful candlelight on the cake, which could reflect Murong Qiao's beautiful and delicate face.
She closed her eyes quietly, and everyone in the audience followed suit.
To grant a wish—
She wants to be with Huo Yichen forever, wants her brothers to be safe and happy, and wants important people to be by her side.
Murong Qiao said silently in his heart, and solemnly made this wish with prayer.
She just thinks it's good now, and she wants to keep it like this forever.
"Huh—"
She blows out the candles.
The cake also fulfilled its function. After being made a wish by Murong Qiao, it was cut into several portions with a knife and distributed to everyone.
"Happy birthday."
"I hope that Jojo will not have any troubles in the future."
Among the words of blessing, the banquet also came to an end.
It was Murong Chen who made the decision, and felt that it was better not to play too late, so the banquet ended after ten o'clock.
"Miss, I will be responsible for the follow-up matters of the banquet, please rest early." Uncle Yang helped her carry the skirt to the changing room.
Wearing a dress and standing at the banquet for a long time, Murong Qiao's ankles were sore from stepping on high heels.
She lowered her eyes and nodded, "Okay, Uncle Yang should also go to bed earlier."
"Thank you for your concern, Miss." Uncle Yang bowed.
He sent Murong Qiao to the door of the changing room, and took two steps back to prepare to go downstairs.
"In addition, I would like to wish you a happy birthday, although it is a bit late." Uncle Yang smiled.
Seeing Murong Qiao's happy smile at the banquet, Uncle Yang also felt happy from the bottom of his heart.
Murong Qiao's heart warmed up, and the corner of his mouth hooked into a faint smile. "Thanks."
Although Uncle Yang is the housekeeper, Murong Qiao regards him as one of his relatives.
She entered the changing room, took off the beautiful dress on her body, changed into a light skirt, and planned to go back to the room to rest.
It's just that after the banquet, Murong Qiao, who was staying in the changing room, looked at the screen of the mobile phone in his hand, with a somewhat absent-minded gaze, thinking about another person who has been silent all day.
She pursed her lips, unlocked the screen and glanced at the chat box, it was clean.
Murong Qiao rubbed his fingertips against the screen, eager to share his happiness today and the gifts he received with him.
The joy in my heart was almost overflowing, but I flinched in front of the clean screen.
He...has he really forgotten his birthday today?
Murong Qiao's face was illuminated by the light of the mobile phone, his black and white eyes were clear and beautiful, but the inside was now filled with loneliness.
Murong Qiao didn't tell Huo Yichen about her birthday today.
Because he has been very busy recently, busy with his studies, the company, and the Huo family's affairs, Murong Qiao didn't want to take up his little time, and was more willing to let him have a good rest.
But when this day really came, looking at the clean phone screen, Murong Qiao had to admit that he was still a little bit lost.
She tapped her fingertips on the screen, wanting to say what she did today.
But after typing a line, I stared at it for a long time, and then deleted it hesitantly, thinking that I would post it tomorrow.
Murong Qiao was afraid that Huo Yichen was sleeping at the moment, and his news would wake him up.
She returned to her bedroom and glanced at the time.
It was already eleven o'clock, but she didn't feel sleepy at all, and she was very energetic.
The minute hand turned little by little, and the time also passed, but she was lying on the bed, holding the phone and reluctant to put it down.
The phone suddenly vibrated, and the screen lit up to indicate an incoming call.
Murong Qiao got up to answer the phone, "Hello?"
Her voice was full of anticipation and eagerness, and she connected without even reading the caller's name.
"Jojo, happy birthday!" Yang Xin's cheerful voice came from the phone.
Murong Qiao's expression changed from bright to disappointed, because the voice coming from the mobile phone was not the person he expected.
Her voice also lowered, "It's you."
The tone of disappointment was a bit obvious, and Murong Qiao also realized that this was not good, but she was a little out of control just now because she was too much looking forward to it.
"We are downstairs at your house, come quickly, we have prepared a surprise for you!" Yang Xin was in high spirits.
Murong Qiao frowned in doubt, "Surprise?"
"In short, you are right to come down!"
After saying this, Yang Xin talked about the characteristics of getting off the car.
Murong Qiao hung up the phone because he didn't understand, walked out of the room and went downstairs, told Uncle Yang that a friend was looking for him, and then walked out.
The car Yang Xin mentioned was right at the door, and even the headlights of the car were still on, as if to remind her of her own existence.
"Here, here!" Yang Xin pulled her into the car.
Murong Qiao went in following her movements, and saw that Leng Yan was also in the car, and there was a driver driving.
She was at a loss, "...you?"
Before Murong Qiao could react, the car started and drove her outside in a flash, apparently with a purpose.
When he came back to his senses, Murong Qiao was already standing at the gate of the manor.
Yang Xin stood beside her, "It's right here."
Murong Qiao looked at her, feeling a little helpless.
For someone like Yang Xin who couldn't hide his thoughts, he almost wrote the words "surprise inside" on his face.
Murong Qiao followed her, took a step forward and opened the door.
The lights in the room turned on following her actions, illuminating the things and people inside.
"You..." She silenced her voice in surprise.
Not only Yang Xin and Leng Yan, but even An Nuo were there, as well as many people she knew.
The inside looks like a remodeled greenhouse. The outer ring is surrounded by large white roses, which surround the empty space in the center. In the middle is a statue of an angel, which is white and flawless and looks extraordinarily sacred.
Looking at such a scene, Murong Qiao had a faint thought in his heart, which he wanted to express.
The most important thing is Huo Yichen who appeared in front of her.
Murong Qiao looked at the scene in front of him, and remained silent for a while.