Chapter 636: Chapter 636: Out of Control
Junjun: “Then who do you think is more handsome, him or your dad?”
Momo: “Do you even need to ask? My dad is the most handsome in the world!”
Although the father and son usually bicker, at crucial moments, Momo would always stand up for Huo Tingdong first.
Though his dad might not be as young as others, in Momo’s heart, he is still irreplaceably handsome.
Momo said, “So far, I haven’t seen anyone more handsome than my dad! I guess I’ll have to wait until I grow up to surpass him in looks!”
Junjun chuckled, “Who would have thought you’re more vain than Han.”
“Brother!”
Du Huaixi suddenly ran over to the two kids.
Junjun stood up, smiling gently, his eyes filled with affection, “Xixi, what’s wrong?”
Du Huaixi was holding Yinyin in her arms.
Today was Du Huaixi’s birthday, and she wore a beautiful princess dress. Yinyin was also dressed up cutely in pink; her features were becoming more like her dad’s.
Originally, Lin Qi was curious about whom their daughter would resemble more, but suddenly one day, she took a good look at Yinyin and realized Yinyin was looking more like her dad.
Genes are indeed a marvelous thing.
Before, Lin Qi couldn’t imagine how Huo Tingdong’s striking features would look on their daughter and if it would make her appear masculine.
But this is the wonder of genes!
Even though Yinyin’s features increasingly resemble her dad’s, combined on her face, they still appear delicate!
Du Huaixi managed to lure Yinyin into her arms with a piece of cake and was reluctant to let go.
Since childhood, she always wanted a brother or a sister; she liked brothers and sisters but didn’t like having older sisters or younger brothers.
That’s why she was so taken with Yinyin at first sight.
Initially, she and Yinyin weren’t close, and she didn’t dare to hold Yinyin, but surprisingly, despite Yinyin’s appearance as a proud little princess, her personality was soft and friendly.
Du Huaixi said, “Quickly come on! I’m about to cut the birthday cake!”
Junjun smiled, “Okay.”
He walked over, instinctively reaching out to take Yinyin into his arms.
Du Huaixi dodged a bit, “What are you doing?”
Junjun chuckled, “I’m just used to it.”
Every time he visited the Huo Family, he would always carry Yinyin. Gradually, Yinyin also got used to being held by him.
Momo half-jokingly said that Yinyin’s feet might as well be for show. Except when sleeping, she was either held by her dad or her two brothers; if Zhouzhou weren’t so young, the three brothers might take turns carrying her, leaving her feet barely touching the ground.
Soon, a ten-tiered cake tower was wheeled over by the hotel’s emcee.
The cake tower was almost as tall as Du Huaixi.
With candles added, Du Huaixi had to tiptoe to blow them out.
Du Shaoheng and Guan Yue came forward to light the candles for Du Huaixi and lifted her up.
Everyone gathered around, singing the “Happy Birthday” song together.
“Happy birthday to you…”
“Happy birthday to you…”
“Happy birthday dear Xixi…”
Du Huaixi, embraced by her dad, blushed with shyness amidst the circle of people clapping and singing around her, the candlelight illuminating her face.
Rong Ling watched Du Huaixi, noting the happiness radiating on her face, and felt a twinge of sadness.
It seemed like Xiaoyi had never celebrated a birthday like this.
She rarely mentioned to him what kind of birthday she wanted.
Every year on her birthday, he saved up money to buy Xiaoyi a small gift and a little 4-inch cake, and they would celebrate together.
But even such a simple birthday always made Xiaoyi very happy.
Xiaoyi seemed easily satisfied.
When could he give Xiaoyi such a grand birthday celebration?
While Rong Ling was lost in thought, Du Huaixi blew out the candles.
Everyone clapped happily, presenting their birthday gifts.
Li Yufei also prepared a birthday gift for Du Huaixi.
It was a custom-made BJD doll.
She personally handed the gift to Du Huaixi.
Du Huaixi was speechless with delight, “Wow! What a cute doll!”
Li Yufei bent slightly to meet her eye level, “Xixi, who does this doll look like?”
Du Huaixi took a closer look and suddenly noticed something, raising her eyebrows in surprise, “This doll… looks like me!”
She wasn’t too sure as the doll was very lifelike, dressed in a princess dress, quite pretty, and somewhat resembled her.
Li Yufei said, “This doll was custom-made for you by Auntie.”
The doll craftsman created it in Du Huaixi’s likeness, a one-to-one custom.
Du Huaixi suddenly understood!
No wonder Junjun mysteriously asked her for a photo two months ago, it was because…
Du Huaixi sweetly smiled, “Thank you, Auntie! Xixi loves it very much!”
Guan Yue was also touched, “Yufei, thank you, that was very thoughtful of you!”
Li Yufei smiled, “You’re welcome, as long as Xixi likes it.”
Du Shaoheng also perked up a bit, lifting Xixi up and guiding her to cut the first slice.
The cake was distributed to every guest.
Rong Ling was eating his cake when Lin Qi walked over towards him, “Rong Ling.”
Rong Ling looked up at the sound, and seeing it was Lin Qi, he smiled, “Mrs. Huo.”
Lin Qi was holding a doll. As there were many children at the party, Du Shaoheng prepared many cute dolls and toys as party favors for the young guests.
Since Yinyin had many dolls at home, Lin Qi thought of Rong Ling’s sister and decided to give this doll to Rong Ling.
“Xiaoyi likes dolls, so please take this home to her.”
Rong Ling nodded politely in thanks and took the doll, “Thank you.”
Lin Qi: “You’re welcome!”
Rong Ling: “Mrs. Huo, I’ve never met someone as gentle as you.”
Lin Qi: “Really?”
Rong Ling looked at the adorable doll in his hands, pursing his lips, “Anyway, thank you, I think Xiaoyi will love it!”
Lin Qi and he exchanged a smile.
…
The birthday party ended.
Li Yufei offered Rong Ling a ride home.
The trip from the hotel to the company dormitory was quite long.
Li Yufei had drunk a bit, feeling slightly off, and sat in the back with Junjun, holding him sleepily.
Rong Ling sat in the front passenger seat. Glancing up, he saw through the rearview mirror that Li Yufei had her head slightly tilted, with a small crack open in the window, letting in the evening breeze that tousled her bangs.
Fine strands of hair tangled with her thick eyelashes.
She occasionally raised her hand to tuck the disarrayed bangs back behind her ear.
Rong Ling looked away, his long, fair fingers inadvertently grazing his lips, his ear tips unexpectedly warm.
Why couldn’t he help but replay that scene in his mind again?