บท 1503: He Is My Son (76)

The night scene of Beijing was slightly hazy.

Under the light of the street lamps, Mo Xicheng turned to look at Shi Nianyao. He could pain and determination written all over her face.

He looked away as he said, "But your parents—"

"Mo Xicheng."

"Uh huh?"

"I just want to spend a happy birthday with you today. Besides, we're married. Where my parents are concerned, let's deal with it as it comes?"

Deal with it as it comes.

Mo Xicheng had never been a person to make last-minute decisions. But right now, looking at her and thinking that it was his own birthday today, the feeling of extreme loneliness was overwhelming.

He narrowed his eyes and, for some reason, did not decline.

Shi Nianyao continued, "And tonight, I'm your birthday present."

Mo Xicheng was stunned once again. As his heart beat, something erupted inside and he wordlessly made an about-turn.

Then he drove Shi Nianyao towards his home again.