What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

The door was opened and Yue Zhou walked in wearing a camel-colored coat. He was tall and straight, with three-dimensional features. The moment he appeared, there seemed to be a beam of light illuminating his face, making people unable to help but look at him.

"Yuezhou? Why are you here?"

Yan Jing's voice suddenly became gentle. She watched Yue Zhou walk to He Yue and took He Yue's hand affectionately. Her face turned grim: "You guys..."

"I'm here to pick up my friend. Is that okay with you, Aunt Yan?"

If Yan Jing dared to say no at this time, she would be meddling in other people's business.

The Yue family is powerful, and she has always hoped that Zhu Huaining could be good friends with Yue Zhou. However, Zhu Huaining hates hypocrisy the most and is unwilling to have relationships with others, which makes him feel disgusted.

Yue Zhou lowered his head to look at He Yue. She lowered her eyes and watched the clerk cleaning up the broken cake on the floor, her face full of disappointment.

"Auntie Yan is such a well-educated person, she shouldn't block here and interfere with their business, right?"

How could Yan Jing not hear such an obvious order to expel her? Zhu Huaining could no longer bear it, so he hurriedly said sorry to He Yue and left.

Yan Jing had no choice but to smile awkwardly at Yue Zhou and chased after him, her high heels making a harsh sound on the floor tiles.

"The cake broke."

He Yue felt a little annoyed. If she hadn't had the verbal confrontation with Yan Jing just now, at least the cake would still be there.

The clerk had already cleaned up the remains of the cake.

Yan Jing was right. This was Heyue’s first time visiting such an expensive cake shop.

"I still have two hundred... seventy-two yuan. Is it enough to make another cake?" He Yue walked to the front desk and took out the money from her pocket. Yue Zhou held her hand and asked the clerk: "Excuse me, is it enough to make another cake?"

The clerk saw how He Yue was being bullied and wanted to help them, but he was still a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid we're a little pressed for time."

"I can help." He Yue twisted her hands together, knowing that her request was somewhat embarrassing.

"Then come in." The clerk brought them masks and aprons and made way for them. He Yue smiled happily and didn't even remember that half of her face was still swollen.

Watching He Yue running off to make the cake, Yue Zhou walked to the front desk and paid the bill neatly: "Do you have an ice pack?"

"Yes, what do you want it for?"

Yue Zhou smiled and said, "Give me one."

-

"You are good at chemicals, but I am better at making cakes!"

After successfully solving the cake problem, He Yue's steps became lighter. She held the cake in her arms, afraid that it would shake when she walked: "But is this cake very expensive? How much did you spend? I'll give it to you."

"No need, just owe it to me." Yue Zhou said.

"What?" You like to borrow money just because you have a lot of money?

Yue Zhou looked back at her. The palm-sized white face had a particularly conspicuous slap mark on the left side.

Yue Zhou suddenly raised his hand and held her cheek. The slightly cool touch from his palm relieved the stinging sensation on He Yue's red and swollen face.

"Why are your hands so cold?" He Yue looked at Yue Zhou's coat, "Are you wearing too little?"

It was a cold day, so Yue Zhou didn't put the ice pack directly on He Yue's face, fearing that she would get cold. He could only use his hands to apply the coolness of the ice pack to her face.

"Don't move. If the swelling doesn't go down, they'll notice it."

The ice pack in his pocket was gradually melting, and the drops of icy water seeping out soaked his coat pocket.

"Does it hurt?"

He Yue suddenly stood on tiptoe and took a closer look at Yue Zhou: "Yue Zhou, don't fake smile, otherwise it will look really ugly."

"He Yue."

Yue Zhou held He Yue's face with both hands and applied a little force, and He Yue begged for mercy: "I was wrong, it hurts."

Yue Zhou then relaxed his strength and asked, "What happened just now?"

He Yue's eyes suddenly dimmed.

No wonder the two of them had a passionate relationship in school in their previous life, but in the end all they heard was the news that Zhu Huaining was going abroad.

No wonder Lin Xia Ning became more and more listless afterwards, just like the depressed Lin Daiyu, who wished she could pluck two flowers and bury them.

It turns out that Yan Jing contributed to this.

"She mistook you for Lin Xia Ning?"

Yue Zhou hit the nail on the head, and He Yue had no choice but to nod.

Yan Jing has always been snobbish. Yue Zhou had heard about this from Ming Ruowei, but he didn't expect her to be so mean.

"It's not like his son is the only one who is precious." He Yue snorted in dissatisfaction.

Yue Zhou burst out laughing. He Yue in front of him still had a swollen face and said such cruel words in a soft voice, just like a little beast with bared fangs and claws.

Zhu's family is also a big family, how could they care about these little girls? Yan Jing is not afraid of He Yue, and Zhu's family is even less afraid of He Yue.

But Yue Zhou knew that He Yue would protect Lin Xianing without hesitation no matter what, even though she was covered in wounds.

He should have stood in front of her.

-

Song Xiaobai is twenty-one years old.

When he was a child, his grandmother-in-law would cook him two eggs every birthday.

He usually couldn't bear to eat them. He chewed one piece carefully as if it were a treasure, and mixed the other piece into his mother-in-law's porridge.

It was not until later that he learned that birthdays have to be celebrated with birthday cakes, beautiful candles, and nice birthday songs.

He was still young and ignorant at that time. He once had a quarrel with his mother-in-law and even broke eggs on the ground. He was quarreling just because he wanted to know what the cake tasted like.

Later he stopped making a fuss because he found out that his mother-in-law had never celebrated her birthday and didn't even have two eggs.

And today he has everything: a big birthday cake that is bigger than his head, and his loved ones are around him, looking at the dancing candles with him and singing birthday songs for him loudly.

want to cry.

It turns out that people can shed tears when they are happy.

"Okay, Xiaobai, make a wish!" He Yue called him.

Even Lin Xia Ning, who had been sullen all the time, smiled happily today and even had the energy to make a joke: "Why are you still standing there? How about I make this wish for you?"

"Son, make a wish." The mother-in-law patted Song Xiaobai, her turbid tears flowing. She should be the most moved person here. She is already old and unable to protect her children, but now they are surrounded by a group of reliable friends.

"I want to make a wish!" Song Xiaobai said very solemnly. Liang Shanzhi took the camera and recorded it: "Make a wish."

Song Xiaobai closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, looking extremely pious.

Hello, lovely angel, my name is Song Xiaobai.

This is my first time eating birthday cake. If you don’t mind, I’ll cut a piece for you because Xiaohe said friends should share.

Okay, now I’m going to make a wish. I hope if you have time, can you help me fulfill it?

My birthday wish is - I hope my mother-in-law is safe and happy, I hope Xiaohe is safe and happy, I hope Luoluo is safe and happy, I hope Aning is safe and happy...

If you think I'm too greedy, then I will make one wish a year from now on, and I hope that you, the angel, will be happy too.

Song, small, white.

"Are you ready?"

The moment he opened his eyes and saw his friends' bright and clear eyes, Song Xiaobai nodded happily: "Yeah!"

"Blow out the candles!" Luo Yilan said beside her.

The moment the candle went out, Li Li turned on the light instantly.

"Let's cut the cake!" Lin Xia Ning happily divided the plates, and Song Xiaobai took the first cut with the help of He Yue.

"The birthday boy eats the first piece."

Lin Xia Ning handed the most beautifully cut cake to Song Xiaobai, but unexpectedly, Song Xiaobai walked to the window sill with it in his hands: "This piece is for the angel to eat."

Lin Xia Ning looked at his warm gesture and said, "Okay, I'll cut you another piece."

Song Xiaobai turned around by the window. The light was warm and in front of him were all the people he loved.