Although it was Yao Yao's birthday, Sun Jiao and Lin Lin both fought to make their own requests for the birthday cake.
Chocolate.
Mango.
This is what you want to eat, isn't it?
But the protagonist of the birthday, Yaoyao, weakly expressed that any flavor of cake was fine as long as Brother Jiang Chen liked it …
[Ahh … Yaoyao is still the cutest.]
Jiang Chen shouted in his mind.
…
Therefore, Jiang Chen made a trip back to the modern world.
"Are you back?" Seeing Jiang Chen open the door, Ayesha, who happened to pass by, tilted her head.
It used to take a long time to come back, but it seemed to be more frequent recently.
The last time was five days ago. Did he come back to buy a medal?
"I came back to buy something. Also, do you want to go with me? "Jiang Chen suggested with a smile.
He didn't know much about cakes. In his memory, he hadn't celebrated his birthday for a long time. It was good to have a girl as a reference.
"Mhmm." Ayesha didn't ask what he wanted to buy as she nodded.
They changed into a gothic black cotton dress, white stockings, and black round top shoes. Ayesha held Jiang Chen's hand as they walked out the door. She was shy because they made such an intimate gesture outside the house, but she didn't want to let go. Her blushing face was adorable.
They bought this dress when they were in Kane.
Jiang Chen opened the garage door and sat in the passenger seat of the Maybach while Ayesha sat in the driver's seat.
Driving was learned through the virtual reality system. As for the driver's license, it was not hard to get it with money.
"Where are we going?"
"Shimao Bailian." Jiang Chen thought about it. The only bustling place Jiang Chen could think of was the shopping mall in the city center.
"Mhmm." Ayesha gently combed the brown hair in front of her forehead, smiled gently, and started the car.
Although they were both in Wanghai, in the middle of November, the sun was warm and the air only carried a hint of coolness. It could be predicted that in the modern world, Wanghai's winter would be a warm one.
Jiang Chen looked at the pedestrians flying by outside the window and felt a little melancholy.
Who would have thought that in another world line, a hundred years later, this place would be filled with zombies?
But those things were too far away.
He admired the side profile of Ayesha as she drove. He couldn't help but take out his phone and took a photo.
Noticing Jiang Chen's action, Ayesha's face turned red.
"Is it nice?"
Ayesha's eyes were still focused on the road. But Jiang Chen felt that her attention was completely focused on his phone.
"Of course." Jiang Chen smiled.
With a positive answer, Ayesha's lips curled up happily.
"But it would be great if it was a bit bigger." After staring at the picture for a while, Jiang Chen suddenly let out a sigh and muttered to himself.
Although he controlled his voice, the sentence still didn't escape Ayesha's ears.
In an instant, the fair hand gripped the steering wheel tightly.
"Eh? Is, is it breasts? I've been eating papaya and drinking milk, but there's always a process … "Ayesha's eyes were slightly panicked.
"No, not that." Looking at the car passing by, Jiang Chen broke out in a cold sweat and immediately comforted, "It's age, age!"
"Eh?" Surprised by Jiang Chen's explanation, Ayesha was confused. But her emotions calmed down a lot as the car returned to the normal lane.
"Uh, how do I say this? We have a festival in Han, or tradition … Basically, I have to bring a girlfriend back to meet my parents on February 8th next year. "Although it was a bit awkward, Jiang Chen still said this sentence.
It was hard to imagine that the famous president of Future Technology didn't even have a girlfriend to bring home for New Year.
Jiang Chen had been on the phone with his family. Since he made a fortune, of course, he wanted his parents to live a good life.
In order not to worry the two elders, after some deliberation, Jiang Chen didn't reveal that he had become the president of a company with a market value of ten billion. He only said that he made a lot of money from his business and planned to explain it to them face to face after he returned home.
At the end of every month, he would transfer a few hundred thousand to the bank account that his dad used to transfer living expenses to him. At first, his dad didn't accept it and stubbornly transferred the money back. It wasn't until Jiang Chen said that he already bought a house in Wanghai and that he didn't need money anymore that the stubborn father reluctantly accepted the money.
Every parent wanted their child to live a better life. To them, a few hundred thousand was an astronomical number. Their entire life savings were only that much. They were already satisfied that Jiang Chen could rely on himself in a foreign land. They didn't spend much money on a daily basis. After two years of work, they could retire and live the rest of their lives in peace with their pension. The few hundred thousand in savings was prepared for their son to buy a house. As for taking money from their son, they never thought about it.
If they really wanted their son, it would be when they could have a grandchild.
[I have a house, but what about a girlfriend?]
Faced with his parents' questions, Jiang Chen awkwardly said that he didn't have one yet. Since there was a generation gap, he didn't dare to say to his parents, "You didn't find a girlfriend, but you do have a mistress."
If Ayesha was older, bringing her home would not only satisfy his parents' wish to have a grandchild, but it would also satisfy their vanity. He had to admit that in a place like Hucheng, marrying a foreign wife was definitely something to be proud of.
But with the help of the nutrient solution, Ayesha's skin was as smooth as a porcelain doll's. To Jiang Chen, it was a good thing, but the "drawback" was that it made her look a bit childish.
Then look at Ayesha's Lolita outfit …
Bringing a little loli home to meet his parents was a terrible idea.
"It's Chinese New Year, right?" Hearing that her husband didn't think she was too young, Ayesha was relieved and smiled gently. "If you don't mind, I can be your girlfriend and go home with you."
To Jiang Chen's surprise, Ayesha knew about Chinese New Year. But then again, if she learned Chinese, there was no way she wouldn't know about Chinese New Year. Just like learning English, there was no way she wouldn't know about Christmas.
"Why would I mind? But that's not the problem." Jiang Chen facepalmed. "The legal age of marriage for women in Han is 20. Although it can be done with some money, my parents are the stubborn type, so … it's troublesome."
Ayesha tilted her head. She was born in Syria, so she naturally didn't understand the laws here. In her hometown, it was not uncommon for women to get married at 12 or 13 years old. In fact, she felt that she had married late.
The topic didn't continue.
The car quickly arrived at the Shimao building. After parking the car, Jiang Chen held Ayesha's hand and went to Christine Cake Shop.
In his mind, this should be the most famous cake shop in the area.
As to the price, he didn't really care.
But when he pushed open the glass door, Jiang Chen was stunned.
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