Chapter 141: Soul’s Small Lock
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Li Beinian carefully kept the gift before walking out with her mother.
Upon coming out, they realized the living room had been decorated.
Pretty balloons lined the room. Zhong Taiba wore a tiny party hat. It was an amusing contrast to his muscular body.
Seeing Li Beinian walk out, he took out a tiny crown and handed it over to her, saying, “Birthday star, wear this.”
Li Beinian took the crown from him and heard Chi Hailang’s voice.
“Beinian, this is what you just bought?” he asked, holding a pink skirt in his hands.
“Yes, I was going to wear it for banquets.”
“Isn’t this too short? This can’t do, I will alter it for you.”
Li Beinian looked at him in disbelief. “Don’t mess around with it, it’s expensive.”
“It’s fine. I will refine it for you. You are so tall, if you wear a skirt so short, everyone will see your thighs. That’s not good at all.” Chi Hailang chuckled. “Give me a while.”
Chi Hailang brought the skirt into the room, and soon, he emerged with a frame.
Li Beinian focused on it and got a shock. “Moonlight City’s best youth designer award?”
It went to Chi Hailang.
“Yes!” Tang Xiaoge exclaimed with pride. “This kid is very talented. He made two skirts and submitted one of them for the award. Here is his award!”
Li Beinian could not believe it. “D-Did you bribe the judges?”
“No way. Without true creativity and talent, you can’t win this award, even if you bribe the judges! Am I right, son?” Tang Xiaoge said proudly with her hands around Chi Hailang’s shoulders.
“Yes, Mom,” Chi Hailang answered and passed the award to Tang Xiaoge. “Don’t worry, I will definitely make it prettier.”
Li Beinian was still in disbelief. However, seeing their faces filled with anticipation, she nodded. “Alright, then. I’ll leave it to you. But I need it by this week, is that alright?”
“It’s Monday today, when do you want it?”
“Sunday.”
Mu Donglin’s birthday was next Tuesday. If Chi Hailang messed up the skirt, she would still have time to buy a new one.
“No problem, leave it to me!” Chi Hailang patted his chest and promised. “Come, everybody, let’s sing the birthday song. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you…”
Zhong Taiba, Lan Mao, Hong Mao, and Huang Mao all came over to join in.
Even though their singing was bad, Li Beinian still felt a warmth in her heart.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated. The caller was: Short Lived Mu Xichen.
She picked up the phone nonchalantly. “Hello?”
The birthday song was ending, but Mu Xichen still heard it and asked, “Whose birthday is it?”
“Mine!” Li Beinian exclaimed happily.
Mu Xichen fell into silence. After a while, he asked, “Isn’t your birthday in August? I don’t remember it being today.”
Li Beinian was surprised. “How did you know? Even my parents don’t know!”
He paused again, then said slowly, “I saw your identification card before.”
Mu Xichen’s voice was soft. He heard the noise of joy over the other end and said, “Happy birthday.”
“What about my birthday gift?”
“Wait for me to get back.”
“Then you better hurry up. Anyway, why did you call me?” Li Beinian said while looking at the cake and almost salivating.
“It’s nothing, I only wanted to…”
Wanted to hear your voice.
“Hmm?” Li Beinian asked.
“Wanted to ask about my cat.”
“It’s fine. Oh, by the way, have you given it a name?”
“No.”
“That’s good.”
Her tone sounded like she was relieved.
Mu Xichen guessed something was up and asked, “Did you give it a name? What name?”
“He’s called… Soul’s Small Lock.”
Soul’s… Small Lock?
Mu Xichen’s face changed. “Why?”
“You’re the big lock. This cat is yours, so it’s your son. So I’m calling it Soul’s Small Lock. Aren’t I creative?”
Mu Xichen blushed.
Gu Mingye was curious and inched closer, trying to listen in.
Mu Xichen fell into silence and explained slowly, “It’s a she, she has no lock.”
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Mu Xichen: I am who I am, a different kind of big lock