Drifting Towards You

Li Mubai sneered and said, "He can embarrass me with his kind of waste?"

Hearing this, the old man did not say anything.

Although Li Mubai didn't come back many times, it was impossible for him to hear his movements not in his ears.

In a short period of time, he suffered several injuries.

Neither of them can get rid of the relationship between the mother and the son.

"Okay, don't mention the disappointments, I have to rush back to accompany my daughter-in-law on her birthday in a while." Li Mubai said.

Hearing that, the old man's expression was only slightly relieved, and he smiled: "Get out of here, don't get an eye on me, next time you don't want to enter this door if you don't bring my grandson-in-law."

Li Mubai didn't linger, he stood up and hugged the old man: "Old man, don't always fight like that when it's okay."

The old man's eyes were gentle, and he said softly: "Go."

"Let's go." Li Mubai left without looking back, neatly.

After getting in the car, he first drove to the flower shop to fetch flowers, and then to the cake shop to fetch cakes.

The car was speeding on the road, but he couldn't help but think of the woman.

For so many years, it is impossible without expectation.

After all, the title of mother will never be replaced in the hearts of many children.

I just want to come, I'm afraid that there have never been a few like him and that woman in the same situation.

He didn't want the old man to have a conflict with that woman because of him, and that woman had lived safely to this day, and the power should not be underestimated.

The only thing that is ridiculous is that she was originally a gangster girl.

In the end, he did not hesitate to marry the leader of a powerful black organization.

Although she has severed her relationship with her natal family over the years, no one can tell whether it was true or false.

If Grandpa moved her, it would be bound to set off a storm in Haicheng.

Li Mubai rushed to the flower shop to get the flowers. He chose for a while today, and he ordered a bouquet of white roses, fresh and clean.

However, unlike the past, a heart-shaped pattern is circled with red roses in the center of the bouquet.

In fact, Li Mubai refused at the beginning, feeling a bit vulgar and a bit earthy.

But the finished product is much better than expected.

The dark blue wrapping paper is low-key and atmospheric, the white bandages seem to echo the bouquet, and the red in the middle is particularly bright.

Li Mubai put the flowers in the co-pilot, thinking about his vulgarity, she would like it when she saw it.

Then the car drove for more than 20 minutes to a cake shop where he often ordered cakes.

"Si Shao, you are here. The cake you ordered has basically been completed. Would you like to go to the operation room to see the finished product? If you are unsatisfied, let the master change it again." The manager said diligently.

"Lead the way." Li Mubai was not polite, just followed in.

Across the transparent glass window, a six-inch white cake lay quietly on the turntable, and the white roses piled around it looked a little bit plain.

But on the cake stood a pair of delicate little people, a man and a woman, just like him and Xia Feise.

He is wearing a suit and she is wearing a wedding dress.

With a castle in the background, she stood beside him with a bouquet in her hand, tilted her head, with a little smile on her face, looking very gentle.

The manager explained to the side: "This is the image of you and this lady designed in accordance with your previous requirements. Do you think there is any room for improvement?"

Li Mubai curled up the corners of his lips, his lips were blushing, and he seemed to be in a good mood and said lightly: "Very good."

The manager heaved a sigh of relief and continued: "We recommend that you don't write on the cake, because it might be a little cheesy, but we plan to insert a card in this position, and you can write a little bit of what you want to say."