Chapter 174
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The two of them walked along the beach under the lights for a while before returning to the hotel to have dinner.
The moment they entered the hotel, Yan Qingchi saw a sea of stars.
In the pitch-black hotel, heart-shaped candles were arranged to form a heart shape. The hotel's trees were decorated with fireworks, meteor sticks, and star lights. The warm light bulbs flickered, and the sound of a piano drifted over from afar.
Yan Qingchi turned to look at Jiang Mochen. "Is this what you said you had to deal with at the front desk?"
Jiang Mochen smiled and pulled him over the candles to the dining room.
The dining room had already been decorated. It was a sea of blue and white roses. When Yan Qingchi walked past the sea of flowers, he casually picked a white rose and sniffed it. "It smells good."
Jiang Mochen led him to the dining table and sat him down. The candlelight danced on both sides of them, illuminating the two of them.
The waiter pushed a cake over and placed it between the two of them on the table.
Jiang Mochen looked at Yan Qingchi. "Make a wish and blow out the candles."
Yan Qingchi looked at the cake in front of him. It was square and seemed to be chocolate-flavored. There was a layer of chocolate crumbs and two sugar figurines on top of the cake.
Yan Qingchi reached out and took the sugar figurines. He looked at them carefully and felt that they were probably made according to his and Jiang Mochen's design.
He asked, "Do you want to eat this too?"
"You can keep it if you want."
"Then I'll keep it." Yan Qingchi placed the sugar figurines on the plate and clasped his hands together seriously as he made a wish.
His wish wasn't big. He hoped that his family would always be healthy and happy. He also hoped that he and Jiang Mochen would always be happy.
After making his wish, Yan Qingchi blew out the candles. He picked up the cake knife and cut the cake in front of him into two pieces. He passed one piece to Jiang Mochen and kept the other piece for himself.
He took a fork and took a bite. Jiang Mochen asked him, "Is it good?"
Yan Qingchi nodded. "Not bad."
Jiang Mochen smiled. "You guessed wrong about one thing."
"What?" Yan Qingchi put down her fork and looked at him.
Jiang Mochen said gently, "The decoration of the hotel is not what I just did with the receptionist. The cake in front of you is."
Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. "When did you learn how to make cakes?"
"When I planned all of this."
"You've really impressed me." Yan Qingchi sighed. "When I first met you, you didn't know how to do anything. Now, not only do you know how to cook, but you also know how to bake cakes. You're really amazing."
Jiang Mochen lowered his head and smiled, saying nothing.
Not long after, the waiters pushed the main dishes in.
Jiang Mochen said regretfully, "I wanted to make these for you, but I didn't have time, so I only made a cake for you."
"It's good enough that you only made a cake." Yan Qingchi was very satisfied. "If you spend all your time cooking, who will accompany me to watch the sea? Besides," Yan Qingchi looked at him. "You still have a lot of time. You can take your time to cook for me. You'll get to eat it sooner or later."
Jiang Mochen had always liked his gentleness and thoughtfulness. He nodded gently and said, "Okay."
Yan Qingchi looked at the decoration of the restaurant and thought about the decoration of the hotel and the beach. He felt that Jiang Mochen must have spent a lot of time and effort designing and rehearsing. This degree of painstaking effort made him feel a little touched, but also felt that it was not easy. He picked up the red wine and clinked glasses with Jiang Mochen. "Come on, let's have a toast to celebrate my birthday today and your successful proposal today."
Jiang Mochen picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with him. "I have a gift for you."
"What is it?" Yan Qingchi asked him.
Jiang Mochen asked the waiter to bring it up. It was a flat rectangular box with a very beautiful packaging. Yan Qingchi took it and wanted to open it on the spot, but Jiang Mochen stopped him.
"You can open it when we go back to the room," Jiang Mochen said.
Yan Qingchi heard this and put the box on the table beside him. He asked in confusion, "What gift? It's so mysterious. "
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