Chapter 338: Years Pass by (I)

When Bian Xiao was five years old, he started going to kindergarten.

Bian Yue was busy with work, so most of the time it was Shen Jinci who did the picking up and dropping off of the children.

Little Bian Xiao was very dissatisfied with this. Every time he saw Shen Jinci, his face would fall like a doughnut, and he would whine and say, "Why are you here again?"

Shen Jinci does not allow children to be spoiled too much, so after little Bian Xiao finished complaining, he still had to use his hands and feet to climb into the car.

Shen Jinci looked at the ungrateful brat coldly. Thinking that today was Bian Xiao's birthday, he did not scold him. He just said in a cold tone, "I don't want to pick you up either. Just bear with it. When you go to elementary school, I won't pick you up anymore."

When Milk Ball heard this, he was very happy and asked, "Can you ask mom to pick me up?"

Shen Jinci sneered, "No."

To use Wen Jiao's words, the flowers on the high mountain are always cold and indifferent, and no one is an exception except Bian Yue.

"Oh." Little Bian Xiao sat up straight, took out a picture book from his schoolbag, and said without raising his head, "Then I want my mother to sleep with me tonight, too."

The veins on Shen Jinci's forehead throbbed violently, "Bian Xiao, you are already 5 years old, you are a big boy!"

Bian Xiao slowly raised his eyes and glanced at his biological father, "You are already 35 years old, and you still want my mother to sleep with you!"

Shen Jinci stared at Bian Xiao's righteous little face. The more he looked, the more he felt that he looked like his own little Princess Bian Yue. So he stopped being angry.

He pinched his brows lightly and said calmly: "Let Yueyue coax you to sleep tonight."

Bian Xiao's angry face suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, and he smiled at his biological father with two small tiger teeth, "Dad! You are really the best dad in the world!"

"Don't say such insincere words." Shen Jinci had a blank expression on his face. "Today is your birthday. Mommy finished work and came to celebrate your birthday."

Little Bian Xiao exclaimed in an exaggerated "wow", so adorable, "Then I want my mom to sit next to me! I want my mom to cut the cake for me! I want my mom to feed me!"

What a slap in the face!
Shen Jinci lost all his composure in front of Bian Xiao, and said with a sullen face, "Can't you eat by yourself?"

"No!" The little girl puffed up her cheeks and blinked her eyes cutely. Her long and thick eyelashes fluttered like little brushes. "I'm just a baby! I can't do anything! I want my mother to feed me!"

Many of Bian Xiao's behaviors were actually beyond Shen Jinci's understanding.

He had never spoken in such a coquettish manner in his life. Apart from Bian Yue, no one had ever acted so naturally and coquettishly in front of him.

Shen Jinci originally wanted to teach Bian Xiao to be a calm, sensible and well-behaved child, but this little brat is getting more and more crooked and has become a scheming brat who is good at winning by taking advantage of the weak.

"Shut up!" Shen Jinci frowned, "Don't talk like that in front of me!"

Little boy Bian Xiao blinked his eyes, pouted his lips in grievance, raised his hand and shook Shen Jinci's arm. His tone was very innocent: "Dad, don't you like Xiaoxiao anymore? Today is Xiaoxiao's birthday, you won't be mean to Xiaoxiao! Right!"

Shen Jinci sighed, and with a stern face, he held the fussy little boy in his arms, patted his back, and said in an unnatural tone, "Happy birthday, little ancestor."

Bian Xiao proudly rubbed Shen Jinci's expensive suit and wiped all his tears and snot off!

He will see his mother soon, so little Bian Xiao must ensure that he looks good and cute!

After wiping, he leaned contentedly on Shen Jinci's shoulder and fell asleep.

Shen Jinci expressed disgust, but he still held him all the way and never let go.

Hong Kong Hotel, top floor box.

Wen Jiao was eating melon seeds, and when she was done, she naturally spit them out on the tissue handed to her by Shen Zhaoli. She had a short haircut, which made her look much neater. Her small facial features stood out more, and she had a charming temperament that caught people's attention at first sight.

Shen Zhaoli is more handsome than before. Time has made his face more experienced, but it has not left any trace of time.

He is only 28 years old and pays great attention to maintenance, so he looks almost ageless and still looks youthful.

"Jiaojiao, what do you want to eat?" Shen Zhaoli looked at Wen Jiao with a smile and said softly, "I ordered some dishes. I wonder if they are what you like recently."

Wen Jiao's taste has been cultivated by Wen Yongwei, and now he is so picky about ingredients that it is astonishing.

Wen Jiao shook his head and said, "The food outside is not as good as my dad's. Just eat something, and then we'll go home to eat."

When Shen Zhaoli heard the word 'we', his smile deepened, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Wen Jiao looked at Shen Zhaoli with an unnatural expression, "That."

"Ok?"

"My dad is sick this time, thanks to you."

Wen Yongwei is old and not as healthy as he used to be. He almost died from this heart attack.

Shen Zhaoli knew that Wen Jiao could not accept Wen Yongwei's departure, so he tried every means to save his life.

"It doesn't matter. I've been busy overseas these past few years. If Dad hadn't been by your side, I wouldn't have felt at ease." Shen Zhaoli's smile faded a little. He stared at Wen Jiao's face and said softly, "Jiao Jiao, five years have passed. Have you let it go now?"

Wen Jiao paused while holding the melon seeds. She lowered her eyelids and said softly, "Put it down."

Shen Zhaoli's eyebrows became more gentle.

Five years ago, after the full moon banquet for little Bian Xiao, Shen Zhaoli went abroad. Wen Jiao felt painful and didn't want to face him, but he was unwilling to force Wen Jiao.

It's good for both of you to separate for a while.

But at that time, no one thought that they would be separated for 5 years.

Of course we met in between, but they were all quick meetings and we didn't have any deep conversations.

It was not until this year that Wen Jiao took the initiative to call Shen Zhaoli. She said that the weather in Hong Kong was bad this year and her cough had not been cured.

On the other end of the phone, Shen Zhaoli was silent for a moment, then asked her, "Is the family doctor prepared for you not good enough?"

Even through the phone, Shen Zhaoli could feel Wen Jiao's slightly rapid breathing. She said, "The doctor is fine, Shen Zhaoli, have you finished your work?"

It was raining at Nasdaq that day. Shen Zhaoli stood outside the banquet hall and felt that everything around him was gloomy. He spoke in a hoarse voice, "Jiaojiao, do you want me to come back?"

Wen Jiao said he wanted to.

So Shen Zhaoli arranged everything in one night and returned to Hong Kong overnight.

He put the initiative switch in Wen Jiao's hands. After so many years, Wen Jiao finally pressed the permission button.

Shen Zhaoli didn't want to wait even a minute.

He wanted to hug Wen Jiao and tell her that he missed her very much over the years.

Now, he sat beside Wen Jiao, his fox eyes were not frivolous, but full of tenderness. He heard Wen Jiao say, "Zhao Li, let's live a good life."