Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

The cake is huge, three pounds, and made of pure chocolate, with a layer of cherries on top, and the white chocolate reads: Ann, happy birthday to you!

"Come on, let's blow out the candles." Lele shouted excitedly, completely forgetting what his father had taught him just now, and still shouted loudly: "Brother An Chen, come and make a wish with An An , I'll come to make a wish too, the three of us make a wish together, okay?"

"Okay, okay," An Chen sat on the bed and shouted excitedly, wishing he couldn't get out of bed to be with An Rou and Le Le.

The three arranged 29 candles on the cake, and while inserting the candles, Lele said: "The master of the bakery also wanted to give me two number candles, but I didn't want them. I said to insert two and nine." It’s ugly, but it’s better to have 29 small candles, so that the cake will look beautiful when lit and turned off.”

"But, how do we light the candles?" After putting in the candles, An Chen looked at An Rou and Le Le and asked, "Do you have a lighter?"

An and Lele looked at each other in blank dismay. They were just focused on putting in candles and completely forgot about the lighter.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open again, and Tong Zhensheng walked in with long legs, and he was holding a lighter in his hand.

"Yeah, Brother Tong has a lighter," An Chen shouted excitedly, "Brother Tong, come and light the candle for us, okay?"

"Okay," Tong Zhensheng agreed very readily, stepped over Lele's small body, came to the hospital bed and began to light candles with a lighter.

Looking at the father who made An Chen happy by lighting candles with a lighter, Lele's little mouth was already pouted enough to hang a few buckets. If he had known that a lighter would make An Chen happy, he shouldn't have been there to accompany An Chen. Candles, just go downstairs and buy a lighter.

Well, it's all this father who doesn't come in sooner or later, he came in just when he was about to capture An Chen's heart, isn't this intentionally destroying his image in An Chen's mind?

What if An Chen disagrees with An An and his love?Lele said that this problem is really worrying to death.

It's strange, and I can only blame my troublesome father. The old man has been a little abnormal recently!

The candles were all lit quickly, and 29 candles covered almost the entire cake, and Thomas became a Thomas on fire.

"Dad, turn off the light, we want to make a wish!" Lele loudly told his father, who had never been interested, that at such a moment, he only wanted to stay with his beloved An An.

The corner of Tong Zhensheng's mouth twitched, without saying anything, he turned around silently to turn off the light, turned around, and with the help of the light from the candle, he saw Lele and An Rou standing beside the bed, both of them put their hands together and closed their eyes I silently made a wish.

Unknowingly, the corners of his mouth pulled into a curve. Inexplicably, he felt that this moment was very beautiful, and he should take a picture of it as a souvenir.

He did the same thing, took out his mobile phone, pointed at the place where the light was shining, and took pictures lightly, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the person who was making a wish.

"Ou Ye, happy birthday!" Lele yelled, and then the birthday song rang out, so she quickly took the lead in singing: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

Immediately, cheerful birthday songs sounded in the ward, and the nurse just opened the door and came in. Seeing this cheerful scene, she couldn't help but say: "Hehe, your family is really happy. Is it An Chen's birthday? Happy birthday to you Happy."

An Chen blushed slightly, and quickly pointed at An Ju and said, "It's not my birthday, it's my sister's birthday. She is 29 years old this year. I hope my sister will always be 29!"

An Rou's nose was sour, and there was a tingling sensation in her eye sockets. Inexplicably, she felt that An Chen's words of "I hope my sister will always be 29 years old" were so beautiful that she wanted to cry.

She has spent more than half of her youth, and she really can't afford to spend it anymore. She can't expect to be forever eighteen or forever twenty. If she can be forever 29, that would be such a wonderful thing.

......

It was a bit late to have a fight with An Chen in the ward, and it was already past ten o'clock in the evening when I came out of the ward.

"I'm really happy tonight. It's great to spend my birthday with An'an." Lele said so, but she kept yawning.

An Rou didn't want to go with Tong Zhensheng and his son, it was too late, and she didn't want to delay them, so after getting out of the elevator, she involuntarily slowed down.

"Why are you walking so slowly?" Tong Zhensheng's voice suddenly rang in her ears, and An Rou was taken aback. She instinctively moved to the side, but her feet slipped and she was about to fall.

Tong Zhenyu immediately stretched out his hand, grabbed her hand quickly, and then, her whole hand was wrapped in his big hand.

The warmth of sweat from the back of her hand made Anrou's heart beat suddenly faster. She raised her head slightly and saw Tong Zhensheng's distinct face under the street lamp, and his big hand wrapped her cold little hand. His dark and deep eyes stared at she.

An Rou only felt that the painful black eyes were like a bottomless still pool, but his fingers inadvertently passed through her fingers, one by one, and then slowly closed, following her. She clasped her fingers together.

An Rou's hands were delicate and soft. Her slender fingers were wrapped in the man's palm, as if they were boneless. Her heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her heart.

She tried her best to control her emotions, looking at Tong Zhensheng beside her, not daring to guess the deep meaning of his action, but silently feeling his tight grip and his silent tenderness.

At this moment, Tong Zhensheng's deep eyes contained some things that she couldn't understand, or she didn't dare to touch.

In front, Lele, who had already run to the side of the car, turned around and looked at the two people who were still some way away from him: "Dad, An'an, why are you so slow?"

Lele yawned, disgusted that his father and An Rou walked slowly, and ran back bouncingly: "An An, hurry up, I want to sleep."

An Rou was a little anxious, and vigorously shook the hands of the two of them, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Let go quickly, he will see you."

Tong Zhensheng just looked at her silently, the blackness at the bottom of his eyes became more and more unfathomable, but his hands were still loose after all.

An Rou quickly withdrew her hand, and Lele had already run to her side: "An An, can I sleep at your place tonight?"

"Ah?" An Rou didn't realize all of a sudden, she just looked at Lele in a daze.

"Hehe, I told you to sleep with you at night, and your face turned as red as a persimmon." Lele came over and held An Rou's hand, with a heartless smile on her face.