Chapter 884
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Lu Jinnian chuckled softly, before lowering his head to cup her face and kiss her.
Not far away, someone was playing another song. It was a song that the Lu couple couldn't be more familiar with.
"The most beautiful thing isn't the rainy day, it's the house where you once hid from the rain, the memories, the swings..."
The kiss deepened.
The wind howled, the snow flew.
The four words he had just said were: You'll be with me forever.
The three words she had just said were: Me too.
I have a wish, a small wish, just four words: You'll be with me forever.
[Xu Jiamu: I really want to bring you to see my past self. That way, you'll know how you've changed me.]
Two and a half years later.
Three years ago, when Qiao Anhao was pregnant, she had participated in the Hollywood female lead audition.
Lu Jinnian put down all his work in Beijing, leaving Little Rice Cake in the care of Qiao Anxia and Xu Jiamu. He personally flew to America to bring Qiao Anhao back.
The movie took a total of five months to film. Qiao Anhao and Little Rice Cake spent less than a week together. Even though she would video chat with him every day, the moment she got off the plane, she urged him to hurry back to Mian Xiu Garden.
The moment the car came to a stop, Qiao Anhao pushed the door open impatiently and ran into the house. As she called out Little Rice Cake's name, she scanned the living room before rushing upstairs. In the end, she found Little Rice Cake in the toy room. Qiao Anxia was lying in front of him, helping him with building blocks.
Qiao Anxia was supposed to be the one helping him, but in reality, Little Rice Cake was the one doing the building. Qiao Anxia was more like his assistant, following his instructions from time to time, passing him a block.
"Auntie, I want a pink U-shaped one."
"A yellow L-shaped one."
"A purple S-shaped one."
"Auntie, it's purple, not orange!"
Qiao Anhao couldn't help but burst into laughter. She called out "Little Rice Cake", then walked over and carried him up.
Little Rice Cake obediently kissed her on the cheek, calling out, "Mummy."
Then, he slid down from Qiao Anhao's embrace, pulling her to accompany him in stacking blocks. His tone was clearly much gentler than before.
"Mom, can I trouble you to give me a blue E?"
"Mom, please give me a …"
"Mom, thank you. Give me one more …"
Qiao Anxia couldn't help but chuckle when she saw how Little Rice Cake treated her and Qiao Anhao were worlds apart. She said, "Qiao Qiao, Mr. Lu is really too much. Not only is he a slave to his wife, he even trained his son to be a slave to his mother at such a young age..."
Qiao Anhao glanced at Qiao Anxia, pursing her lips into a smile. Following Little Rice Cake's request, she passed him a black square.
Then, Qiao Anhao seemed to have remembered something. She lifted her eyelids to glance at Qiao Anxia, who was fiddling with a toy gun. "Oh yeah, I'm sending Little Rice Cake to kindergarten next Monday, are you free tomorrow? Go shopping with me. "
"Sure." Qiao Anxia took the opportunity to lie down on the carpet, raising the gun high up. "Xu Jiamu bought this for Little Rice Cake, right?"
"Mmh," Qiao Anhao replied, lowering her head to pass Little Rice Cake another block.
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