If We Cannot Grow Old Together

Proofread by Zhou ZhijieText © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

The instant the car exploded and the fire was about to swallow them, Xia Wanyan suddenly rushed forward on bare feet and blocked it!

Thanks to that, Li Qiaosheng’s life was saved, only getting his back burnt. Mu Ziyou and Pudding were luckily kept sound and safe under the protection of his body.

Xia Wanyan was, however, swallowed by the fire and left the world forever with her last attachment to her Qiaosheng Darling.

As for this, Li Qiaosheng and Mu Ziyou have different ideas. Li Qiaosheng thinks that she chose to die only because she finally came to her conscience, or just to avoid ending up in prison. As Xia Wanyan’s twin sister, Mu Ziyou whereas knows for sure that her sister used up her last strength to love her Qiaosheng darling.

Otherwise, why did she change her mind all of a sudden when she saw the man’s life was endangered? After all, it was she who threw over the firecracker.

Without her sacrifice, Li Qiaosheng would never have survived the fire!

“Youyou, daddy really wants to introduce you to everyone. You know, you are the only daughter of our Xia family now. Even the Xia’s Group will be turned over to you. Think over about it again, would you?” On the line, Xia Zhiguo once again urges his daughter for an answer.

It is Mu Ziyou’s birthday tomorrow. Of course, it’s Xia Wanyan’s too, but she can’t enjoy such a lively birthday party any more.

Mu Ziyou has made her decision. She won’t deny her biological father, but she wouldn’t accept to be bound by the identity of the Xia’s only daughter. After all, being the wife of the president of a leading group is already quite something.

“Dad, don’t worry. I will go back home to see you often. Let’s get over the birthday feast stuff, you know, I’m not the “birthday party” type and don’t need to be recognized by others through such ceremonies. Well, if you still want to celebrate it, come to my place and have a meal with my family, OK?”

“OK. That’s fine. You’re the boss.” Xia Zhiguo once again becomes the “first-daughter-first” father.

Although Mu Ziyou finally makes Xia Zhiguo give up the birthday party plan, she needs more efforts to deal with Li Qiaosheng.

After all, it’s also Pudding’s first birthday today.

It is probably the best fate to have the son and his mother’s birthdays fall on the same day!

Because of this, the connection between Pudding and Mu Ziyou is extremely strong.

Seemingly, little Pudding grows into the boyhood version of Li Qiaosheng — except in front of Mu Ziyou, he keeps an indifferent face to others, even his father.

Pudding would burst into crying every time he sees Li Qiaosheng canoodles with Mu Ziyou, and would stop at once when he is in his mother’s embrace. What a smart and shrew boy!

As for this, Li Qiaosheng can do nothing but feel sorry for himself — this boy must be the number one rival in love God sent him to contend for his wife!

Pudding will draw objects at the ceremony of his first birthday, for which Mu Ziyou and Li Qiaosheng have carefully prepared a lot of objects, such as, Chinese calligraphy brushes, books, calculators, tape measures, and red Chinese currency notes…

“By the way, what did you get at your objects drawing ceremony on your first birthday?” Mu Ziyou suddenly asks Li next to her.

On hearing this, Li touches his jaw and immerses into his memory, “As I recall… it was a book about management.”

“No wonder you can run Shengshi Group so well!” She comments.

After a while, Mu asks again, “What do you think our son will choose?”

“Anything will be OK, except for cosmetics!” Li Qiaosheng can’t get the point of making cosmetics a choice. His son is obviously a straight boy. How could he be interested in that kind of thing? And they take up so much space…

Mu Ziyou doesn’t think so. “Maybe he wants to be a makeup artist in the future!”

“No. He must take over the group which I’ve established in the future!” He says in a bossy way.

Mu Ziyou is not in the mood to argue with him. Anyway, they will get to know the answer when the time comes.

Because Mu Ziyou doesn’t like to socialize with people, Li Qiaosheng doesn’t make this ceremony an extremely grand event. He only invites the relatives and close friends of both sides, including Qin Yang.

It’s probably because Qin Yang is the first man Pudding met since he was born, Qin Yang seems to be closer to Pudding than his own father. And this made Li Qiaosheng rather jealous. But later on, on thinking that it is this man who took care of his wife when he is not around, he consequently gets over it.

Before the objects drawing ceremony, all the people in the room hold their breath involuntarily, wondering what the cool-faced baby would choose.

Pudding is already able to walk on his own. Looking at the dazzling objects in front of him, he falls into deep thinking like an little adult.

“Pudding, you can choose whatever you like. Don’t think too much about it!”

Hearing Mu Ziyou’s gentle voice, Pudding’s eyes light up. He finally takes the first step. Everyone’s eyes trace closely after his small figure as it moves.

At last, Pudding bypasses all the objects on the floor and rushes into his mother’s arms. No, to be more precise, it’s Mu Ziyou’s clothes his little hands clutch at. He looks up and chuckles, “Mom, clothes.”

Just as everyone is still in confusion, Mu Ziyou catches the coldness of her husband’s eyes. He steps forward and stands in front of Pudding blocking others’ sight, “Well, well. Pudding wants to be a designer to design beautiful clothes for mommy. How nice!”

At the same time, Pudding tilts his little head and gives his father a sidelong glance, with the words “Mom is mine” clearly written in his eyes.

“Little brat!” Li Qiaosheng pretends to smack him, while Pudding skilfully runs away to seek shelter behind Qin Yang.

Mu Ziyou stands still, seeing the father and son chasing after and having fun with each other. She feels a sense of peace and tranquility from inside.

If we can not grow old together, I’d rather have never met you.

If I’ve never met you, what’s the meaning of living in the world?

Qiaosheng, darling, thank you for saving me from the earthquake. From then on, you are the only one left in my eyes.