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nXia Nuan smiled with relief as she looked at Lacy and Mi Ke’er who were stepping into the marriage hall.

nWhen the wedding was coming to an end, Xia Nuan received a call from Song Kuncheng. Song Kuncheng said that he had an emergency.

nThen Xia Nuan went to Song Kuncheng’s place alone.

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nSince she left Zhongshan to Feicheng City, she had been trying to tell Song Kuncheng that everything was okay with her, because she knew that Song Kuncheng would definitely look for her. But the phone was out of service every time she called. Last time when she went to the traditional medicine hospital to visit him, she learnt that Song Kuncheng had changed his number.

nAs she left the hospital, she exchanged her number with Song Kuncheng for contact.

nIn Xia Nuan’s heart, she always regarded Song Kuncheng as her brother.

nWhat her biological mother and sister did had already chilled her. It was Song Kuncheng who saved her and gave her the warmth like a family member.

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nThinking of this, Xia Nuan stepped up her pace.

nLuo Dai’er had been watching Xia Nuan’s movements. After she saw that Xia Nuan had left, she started to figure out a plan.

nXia Nuan went to Song Kuncheng’s place. A staff on duty told her that he was in his own lounge room, so she walked towards his room.

nOn the phone, Song Kuncheng said that he had an emergency. She was afraid that it was Ye Sichen who sent people here to ask Song Kuncheng for debts.

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nAfter she opened the door, she found the room was dark inside and the lights were not on.

nXia Nuan groped her way, trying to turn on the lights. Just at this time, a sweet and warm music rang in the room.

nIt was the birthday song.

nXia Nuan was stunned to see a man coming out, pushing a cake with candles. The man was Song Kuncheng. He dressed himself in a suit and the candlelight reflected on his handsome face, which made his complexion become more and more mild.

n“Xia Nuan, today is your birthday. Happy birthday to you.” Song Kuncheng pushed the cake towards her. Realizing that Xia Nuan was too moved to be at a loss, he smiled.

nXia Nuan looked at Song Kuncheng with tears, “Thank you, Kun.”

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nSince her father’s death, she had never celebrated a birthday. She did not deliberately mention it before her mother. She knew that it was not her mother forgot her birthday, but she did not want to celebrate a birthday for her.

nHowever, her birthday had been remembered by Song Kuncheng…

nThinking of this, Xia Nuan felt very intimate to Song Kuncheng.

nSeeing her tears, Song Kuncheng frowned. He held a towel to wipe the tears for her, “Why are you crying? Do you feel unhappy for getting a-year older?”

nXia Nuan smiled through tears, “I am crying with happy tears.”

nLooking at Xia Nuan, Song Kuncheng felt a little sad. He held her hand, “I will celebrate it for you every year in the future.”

nXia Nuan held Song Kuncheng’s hands in turn and then she hugged him tightly, “Kun, thank you. You are my family.”

n“You, too.” Song Kuncheng twined his arms around her.

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nThe door of the lounge was suddenly opened and the staff members who worked in Song Kuncheng’s hospital all came over. They sang the happy birthday song together around Xia Nuan and Song Kuncheng.

nObviously, this was arranged by Song Kuncheng.

nIn order to celebrate her birthday, he carefully planned this warm party. He wanted to give Xia Nuan an unforgettable birthday.

nBefore Xia Nuan blew out the candle, Song Kuncheng asked her to make a wish.

nXia Nuan closed her eyes and joined her hands. She silently prayed in her deep heart. She hoped that Song Kuncheng’s business could become more and more prosperous. She hoped that her mother who was far away in Zhongshan could be healthy. She hoped… that Wuyou and Nianci could always be healthy and happy…

nThis scene was shot sneakily.

nIn a room inside Feicheng Arena, Wuyou and Nianci supported their heads and stared at Ye Sichen with expectation.

nYe Sichen and the two babies sat opposite at the table. Between them were the delicate gifts and a beautiful cake on the table.

nYe Sichen dialed Xia Nuan’s several times, but he couldn’t get it through.

n“Dad, when will my mom come over?” Nianci was a little impatient.

nYe Sichen had lost his mood completely. However, he never showed it in front of the children. He smiled warmly, “She will come soon. Don’t worry.”

nWuyou and Nianci looked at each other for a while. Then they nodded and waited for her happily.

nThe two little guys started practicing the birthday songs their father taught them.

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nIt was close to the early morning. Ye Sichen became a little gloomy. He held the phone tight little by little.

nWuyou and Nianci fell asleep on the chairs. Seeing it, Ye Sichen frowned. He got up slowly and carried them to the bed.

n“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

nThere was a knock on the door outside. He fired up a glimmer of hope instantly. However, after he opened the door, he found Helen outside.

nHelen was in liquor. She leaned against the wall, “Hey, Chen, I am very upset. May I get in and sit for a while?”

nSeeing her drunk, Ye Sichen helped her in.

nOn the second day, the major media published the anecdote of Xia Nuan and Song Kuncheng. The magazine agency, the media agency, the Internet, and the TV stations all exposed the pictures on which Xia Nuan and Song Kuncheng were together. They hugged together and blew out the candles together. It was said that Xia Nuan and Song Kuncheng were a couple. Apart from this, they even exposed Song Kuncheng’s traditional hospital in Feicheng City.

nAs soon as Xia Nuan came out from his hospital, a bunch of reporters besieged her.

n“Excuse me, when is your wedding date?”

n“Is this wedding also planned for you by Mr. Ye?”

nXia Nuan avoided the reporters’ questions.

nSong Kuncheng was aware of Xia Nuan’s reluctance sharply. He squeezed out the reporters and protected before Xia Nuan. He raised his voice, “I have a girlfriend. We are just good friends! As for the wedding date, there is no such thing.”

nWhen the reporters heard the words, they still didn’t believe it. But as they looked at Song Kuncheng’s serious complexion, they didn’t bombard him any longer. Then, they began to ask Xia Nuan, “Ms. Xia, you said that you were Ye Sichen’s cousin, but why your last name is not ‘Ye’?”

n“Or, is this just a hype?”

n“Sorry, it’s not my hype. As for the reason, I don’t want to explain.”

n“All right. Ms. Xia, may I invite you to go to the TV station for an interview?”

n“You can consider our magazine. We will also have a talk show recently. Money is not a problem at all.”

nThose reporters were scrambling.

nXia Nuan knew well that these people just wanted to know about Mr. Ye’s private affairs from her. Xia Nuan was extremely eager to get rid of them.

n“I’ve got nothing to say about myself and I know nothing about Mr. Ye. I rarely contact with him.” Xia Nuan said.

nThose mean reporters kept bombarding her, “Before the relationship was exposed, you were a nanny at his home. Now, you are a designer for him. How could there be no contact between you?”

n“Yeah. I used to be a nanny and now I work for him, but I rarely see him.”

nThese reporters couldn’t get any new information from Xia Nuan. They had no choice but to disappear despondently.

nAfter Xia Nuan said goodbye to Song Kuncheng, she went to the music company. Ye Sichen arranged her to redesign her works there before. As the work was drawing to a close and Ye Sichen was very satisfied with her work, she thought that she could leave after she finished them. However, she must work out her own salvation to pay off the fifty million debts. She wanted to repay Song Kuncheng for saving her life.

nShe found herself embarrassed with debts. She couldn’t leave yet.

nAfter she rushed towards the music company, she redesigned her works the whole morning. Eventually, she finished them all.

n“Mr. Ken, these are the designs that I redid. Please help me to hand them over to Mr. Ye.” Xia Nuan found Ken who was busy and handed her designs to him.

nKen didn’t take those designs over, “He is rehearsing in the arena. You can send them over by yourself. I don’t have much time.”

nXia Nuan didn’t want to have an intersection with Ye Sichen, “Since he is busy, you can give them to him in a couple of days.”

n“You can’t be so slouchy. The slovenly are the last ones that Mr. Ye wants to see. If you do so, even if the works are good, Mr. Ye won’t be satisfied. If you want to continue to redesign them, you can delay to deliver them.” Ken said unhappily.

nAfter thinking it over, Xia Nuan went to Feicheng Arena with those designs.

nThere was an empty space inside. More than a dozen staff members were negotiating with Ye Sichen, including Lan Qing, the director of the music MV, Ling Yunfeng, the stage director and Helen, known for her dolphin-sounding vocal.

nXia Nuan saw Abul holding Wuyou and Nianci. They were playing happily in another empty venue. Next to them was the maid Lian.

nShe walked towards them quietly.

n“Wuyou, Nianci, how come you are here?” Xia Nuan tried to hold them.

nHowever, as soon as Wuyou and Nianci saw Xia Nuan, they tilted their heads and disregarded her in a fit of pique. Xia Nuan came to a mental halt instantly. Then she bent over and squeezed on their faces favorably, “What happened? Who made you angry?”

nIf she knew that the two little guys were here, she would certainly bring a lot of funny things for them.

n“It’s you, mom!” Nianci snorted. She crossed her arms and backed to Xia Nuan. Then she suddenly burst out tears.

nWuyou sulked. He backed to Xia Nuan as Nianci did.

nHearing the little guys called Xia Nuan “mom”, Lian’s face turned pale. She reminded them in a low voice, “Nianci, this is your aunt, not your mom. You misaddressed her.”

nXia Nuan felt bad about their sadness. But Nianci said it was she who made them angry…

nWhat on earth did she do to make the two little guys so angry?

n“Then tell me what I did wrong? I will do it right next time.” Xia Nuan held their hands and coaxed them patiently.

nWuyou pursed his lips and said seriously, “We waited for you to celebrate your birthday, but you were with another uncle.”

nXia Nuan was suddenly enlightened. She felt a little bit shocked at that moment.

nDid Ye Sichen also remember her birthday?

n“Ye, these are the female candidates. Pick one by yourself.” Lan Qing chewed a gum and threw a blue photo album to Ye Sichen.

nYe Sichen took it over and said mildly, “I trust your judgement.”

nLan Qing spread his hands out and said humorously, “But we have different preferences towards women. I like those who have full breasts, while you like those who are boney beauties.”

nAfter he finished, all the people around laughed.

nAt this time, Lan Qing wore an evil smile and looked towards the direction of Xia Nuan.

nYe Sichen closed his lips slightly and glanced at Lan Qing helplessly, “Lan Qing, don’t make jokes at work.”

n“I am telling the truth. Bro, do you remember last time we chose the heroine for Helen? I picked a full breasted beauty, while you chose those boney ones. What’s good in them? Their bones are too sharp too touch…”

n“Director Lan, who is that full breasted beauty?”

n“I’m wondering that, too.”

nThe make-up artist Aka and Abul came over and asked curiously.

nHelen was in a silence. After hearing it, she thought about it and looked towards Xia Nuan. Then something occurred to her suddenly. At this time, she saw Lan Qing was also looking at Xia Nuan.

nUndoubtedly, the full breasted beauty Lan Qing had mentioned just now was Xia Nuan.

nLast time, Xia Nuan participated in her MV audition. Lan Qing and Helen picked Xia Nuan as the heroine, but she was eliminated by Ye Sichen.

nXia Nuan did not know Lan Qing was talking about her secretly. She kept coaxing and lulling Wuyou and Nianci.

nAs Ye Sichen turned around, he happened to see her.

nHowever, she was facing away from him.

n“Wuyou, Nianci, I am sorry for my carelessness, so I sincerely apologize to you here.”

nHearing her words, Wuyou and Nianci felt a little better.

n“It’s useless to say sorry.” Nianci put her arms around Xia Nuan’s neck and burst into laughter.

n“Yeah. We are gonna punish you. You have to face the music.” Wuyou added.

n“What do you mean?” Xia Nuan spoiled at them helplessly.

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