Song Mian was by Yun Xiangxiang’s side from the moment she had her cake, until one in the morning. She was born at one in the morning.

  “You even know about this!” Yun Xiangxiang was taken aback.

  “I convinced your little brother after all,” Song Mian smiled charmingly.

  “Hmph, Little Lin is still young. And he accepted you because of his trust in me,” Yun Xiangxiang sneered. “Let’s see how you convince my dad.”


  Yun Lin was a siscon, but he was a different siscon. Yun Lin would acknowledge anything she acknowledged. Quoting him: Elder sister is so pretty. Whatever my elder sister says is correct.

  Yun Zhibin was unlike Yun Lin. He might be an ordinary high school teacher, but he had seen people from all walks of life.

  The children he taught, the children’s parents, the children’s temperament after they grew up. Yun Zhibin was crystal clear about them.

  “If my father-in-law sees countless people, that’s an advantage to me instead,” Song Mian sat on the edge of the high rise with Yun Xiangxiang wrapped in his arms. The landscape of the city unfolded beneath their eyes. “He can see that I am a dependable man in one glance.”


  “Shameless,” Yun Xiangxiang’s lips pursed. She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes.

  “If my girlfriend does not believe me, we can always try it out,” Song Mian asked tentatively.

  The evening breeze courted Yun Xiangxiang’s side bangs to a dance. She pushed it back. Turning aside, she gazed at Song Mian earnestly, “Let’s wait for two more years.”


  If she brought her boyfriend home when she was still eighteen, she could only imagine how Yun Zhibin and Su Xiuling would feel.

  She loved Song Mian. She too wanted to declare their relationship to the public sooner. Even so, she could not disregard her parents’ feelings.

  “They raised me for eighteen years. I can only ask you to bear it for two more,” Yun Xiangxiang coaxed him gently.

  Song Mian stared blankly into space in silence.

  Yun Xiangxiang quickly turned his face back when she saw that. She gave him a strong kiss, “Don’t throw your tantrum at me.”


  Song Mian’s eyes were half-closed, his face still unchanging.

  Yun Xiangxiang resigned. She could only tug on his sleeve, “I am just looking out for you. You have to listen to me if you want to marry me sooner.”


  If she brought Song Mian home so early, Yun Zhibin would still despise him even if Song Mian could make her parents relax.

  Yun Zhibin would not prohibit them from seeing each other for his daughter. But he only had one daughter. It was not an impossible demand to wait a few more years before marrying her off.

  She would not have to take her household register and clandestinely marry Song Mian when the time arrives.

  Yun Xiangxiang had already laid everything bare to him. She didn’t even say these to that man in both her lives. Even so, Song Mian was still unresponsive.

  An irritated Yun Xiangxiang quickly raised her head, just to fall into the mesmerising, purplish-black eyes of Song Mian. They were full of laughter.

  “Oh, you dare tease me……”


  Yun Xiangxiang did not finish her threat. Song Mian held the back of her head, as he tilted his head and closed her tender lips.

  His was a deep, lingering, gentle, and domineering kiss.

  The stardust in the heavens played as their backdrop; the lights of the city shone on them.

  He held her face in his hands, while his forehead touched hers. “I want to always be by your side.”


  The charm of the moment disappeared into the wind as he said that. Yun Xiangxiang understood, “You went out of your way to celebrate my birthday with me.”


  “En, there’s some problematic issues there. I need to make a return trip,” Song Mian was apologetic.

  Yun Xiangxiang wrapped her hands around his waist as she embraced him tightly. She leaned against his chest, “Ah Mian, thank you for letting me soar freely. I love you. I love everything about you. Your family, your career, and your burden.”


  That’s why I won’t be so weak and calculating. I won’t feel at loss because of your lack of time by my side. It doesn’t mean I don’t care. It means I trust you.

  “You are the only woman who can move me,” Song Mian returned Yun Xiangxiang’s hug touchingly.

  Yun Xiangxiang did not need to do anything for him. She could give him infinite strength by understanding and accommodating him. He could do his best in his job without worries.

  Song Mian came and left quickly. Yun Xiangxiang saw him jumping off the helicopter. Now she sent him back herself.

  As the helicopter took flight, Yun Xiangxiang waved at him gracefully before turning around and leaving with Lotus of the Connected Hearts in her hands.

  She would not follow her eyes on his departure. It would make him feel guilty. She was not acting tough. They still had a long future ahead of them. A day’s separation was nothing to talk about.

  Aside from filming, it had been a long time since Yun Xiangxiang slept this late. She had a great rest.

  Her birthday was on the 27th. She received numerous calls of compliments. There were also people who gave her money as compliments.

  That included Yi Yan and Fang Nanyuan. They were the only ones who knew her account number. Both gave her 181,818 yuan.

  The official account for Ming Ai Children’s Charity Fund tagged Yun Xiangxiang at noon to congratulate her on her birthday, as well as thanking her for her fans’ crowdfunding donation.

  There were sixteen million people who donated for Yun Xiangxiang’s birthday. Not all of them were her fans. There were scores of Xue Yu and Lu Jin’s fans who knew about Yun Xiangxiang’s birthday event and donated one yuan.

  Since Yun Xiangxiang declared it as public crowdfunding and limited it to one yuan per person, as well as donating it in the name of her fans, there was nothing but praise for her on the Internet. Nobody could find fault in it.

  [Your Bombay V: Happy birthday, goddess. Choosing one thousand people from the sharers of this post. Each gets nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine yuan.]

  [Ao ao ao. Crazy rich guy, it’s you again. Holy cow! It’s one thousand people this time.]

  [Crazy rich guy has mines in his home. Oil mine and diamond mine]

  [Hahahaha, told you crazy rich guy would appear on goddess’ birthday]

  [Pick me pick me, I’ll donate it all to charity organizations if I’m chosen]

  [The one above me +1]

  [+……]

  Yun Xiangxiang had nothing to do at the moment. An inexplicable urge of checking the IP address of “Your Bombay” rose within her when she saw the account still being online.

  It would make it easier to ask him out and advise him to slow down when she would be in his city. The account’s actions were too outrageous.

  To her shock, she found out that this IP address had layers of protection. She could not get past its firewall and lock on to it.

  “This is an expert,” Yun Xiangxiang sighed. She looked at Ai Li, but decided to not ask her in the end.

  Yun Xiangxiang did not bother Song Mian with this as she knew he was busy.

  She opened the answering video Song Mian sent her yesterday. After paying attention to the video, she redid the questions she got wrong.

  At this moment, Lu Jin knocked on her door, “Xiangxiang, are you there?”


  Song Qian opened the door. Yun Xiangxiang greeted him, “Brother Jin. Anything I can help you with?”


  “Only this place has the silver colored model of the car I gave you yesterday. You want to take a look at it?” Lu Jin had only just known about it too.

  They could take the car in the dealership’s HQ in China after their return. Most of the procedures were done.

  The problem was this model was the new product in the Supreme series which he endorsed. The silver colored model was not open to other countries.

  “Let’s check it out.”