Chapter 20 Birthday

• Xi Zhiheng specifically ordered a small evening dress for Yan Anmo. Although only her family could see it, he still wanted her to feel like it was a proper ceremony.
• Yan Anmo removed her school uniform and her hair tie. This was her first time wearing an evening dress, her first time wearing high-heeled shoes, her first time applying makeup, and her first time being styled.
• Today, she wasn't just Xi Zhiheng's princess; she was her own princess.
• After today, she was an adult.
• "Miss, you are so beautiful. Do people often tell you that you look like a Barbie doll?" The makeup artist helped Yan Anmo put on a crown that was covered in sparkling diamonds. Although she had met many rich people in the past, this was the first time she had touched a crown like this.
• How lucky was this young woman to be related to Young Master Xi? It was really something to be admired.
• Yan Anmo smiled shyly without giving a response.
• After she was done, she left the room. In the tailor made evening dress, her fully developed body was particularly attractive.
• She slowly walked downstairs, anticipating Xi Zhiheng's gaze. She really wanted to see his reaction.
• "My God!"
• "Has the ugly duckling turned into a swan?" Tang Nianrui was originally talking to Xi Zhiheng when Xi Zhiheng's gaze suddenly paused on something. He looked mesmerized by what he saw, so Tang Nianrui turned around. That was when he saw Yan Anmo.
• "When has Anmo been an ugly duckling?" Xi Zhiheng glared at him. "Watch what you say."
• Ever since two years ago, Xi Zhiheng no longer slept with Yan Anmo. Even when it was raining and thundering, he simply went into her room, coaxed her back to sleep and left; they never shared a bed again.
• Back when she was 16, she was just beginning to go through puberty, but now, she had become an attractive woman with a perfect body. Even her height had increased a fair bit.
• "Nianrui, who is she?" Tang Nianrui's newest girlfriend whispered beside his ear.
• "Don't ask too much." This girlfriend was called, Jiajia. He had just met her the previous day and he had brought her to make the ceremony more lively.
• "Her crown is really pretty. I want one too," Jiajia said coquettishly. She really liked the crown; it looked expensive.
• Tang Nianrui patted her on the back of the hand and said comfortingly, "Stop dreaming. There is only one in the world."
• Xi Zhiheng had the crown specifically made for Yan Anmo; there was only one in the world. It was just like the way he viewed Yan Anmo in his heart; there was only one of her and no one could take her place.
• Tang Nianrui had accepted reality. In the past, he had exhausted all methods to prevent Xi Zhiheng from falling deeper and deeper. But, when he witnessed the restrained man losing his control around Yan Anmo, he gave up.
• "Then, why don't you get one made for me too?" Jiajia asked as she sat on Tang Nianrui's lap and pouted her lips to kiss him.
• "How do I have that amount of money?!"
• "If you want it, then go ask Young Master Xi for it," he said cheekily as he squeezed the woman's cheeks and naturally brushed her aside.
• "But, I don't think he will agree to it."
• Jiajia suddenly felt a fire burn in her heart. She didn't think she was any worse than Yan Anmo, so why couldn't she have something that Yan Anmo had?
• If Xi Zhiheng liked Yan Anmo, why couldn't he like her?
• An idea suddenly came to her mind. Just before the dinner finished, she secretly snuck into the bathroom and sent Tang Nianrui a message, telling him that she was leaving early.
• Tang Nianrui had drank a little too much, so without a second thought, he left and returned home after the dinner ended.
• Yan Anmo also drank a bit of wine, but fortunately, she did not drink too much. When she saw the slightly drunk Xi Zhiheng, she couldn't help but joke around with him.
• "Uncle Seven, do I look good?" Yan Anmo moved forward, leaving only a 20cm distance from his face.
• "Yes," Xi Zhiheng raised an eyebrow. Of course, his Anmo looked good.
• "Then, do you like me?" She gleefully moved forward again. It was rare to see Xi Zhiheng drink alcohol in front of her, so she was going to take the opportunity to tease him.
• "Yes." Yan Anmo's distinctive face reflected in Xi Zhiheng's eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, emitting a charming vibe.
• "Then, do you--"
• Yan Anmo moved forward again. However, to her surprise, she accidentally brushed against the man's lips slightly...
• But...she thought she had clearly controlled the distance between them...
• Her face suddenly heated up and she immediately retreated. She snuck a glance at Xi Zhiheng. Fortunately, it did not look like he had noticed. Otherwise, it would be really awkward.
• "Do I, what?" Xi Zhiheng revealed a slight smile. Underneath the huge chandelier, he looked particularly mesmerizing.
• Yan Anmo's body felt hot. Perhaps, she had been wearing the same clothes for too long and it was getting stuffy. So, she helped Xi Zhiheng up and guided him back to his bedroom.
• Xi Zhiheng's bedroom wasn't far from Yan Anmo's, so she originally planned to take Xi Zhiheng back to his room before returning to her own. But, as soon as she entered his room, she lay on the bed and did not want to move.
• "Uncle Seven, which university should I attempt to get into?"
• "Whichever one you like."
• Yan Anmo thought for a moment and replied, "What if it's far from home?"
• "Then move there."
• Yan Anmo felt extremely happy. These last two years, her Uncle Seven had been doting on her more and more, and it made her feel like she was living inside a happy bubble that she wanted to seal away so it would never disappear.
• "Uncle Seven, you are so good to me," Yan Anmo turned and hugged Xi Zhiheng. It had been a long time since she hugged him like this. She understood that there was a difference between men and women, and she understood that Uncle Seven was her elder, but she still wanted to hug him.
• Xi Zhiheng's body froze. He clearly felt the softness of Yan Anmo's chest and it immediately woke him up.
• "Uncle Seven, let's sleep together tonight," Yan Anmo was addicted to Xi Zhiheng's scent. It was cold, distinguished, and it gave her a sense of security.
• "No, you're an adult now."
• "Come on, just tonight. Just one night. Please, Uncle Seven," Yan Anmo was the best at whining cutely in front of Xi Zhiheng. She didn't like talking to other people, but in front of her Uncle Seven, she had endless words to say.
• "I'll take you back to your room." Xi Zhiheng did not want to spoil her when it came to this. He knew he couldn't control his feelings for her, so spoiling her, meant he was spoiling himself.
• Seeing that her whining had failed, Yan Anmo had no choice but to return angrily to her room.
• Xi Zhiheng personally removed the crown from her head and patted her gently, "Anmo, you are an adult from now on. If I'm not by your side, you need to learn how to be strong."
• Yan Anmo smiled, "Why would you not be by my side?"
• "I said, if."
• Xi Zhiheng leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead dotingly, "Good night."
• As Yan Anmo watched Xi Zhiheng walk out, she was suddenly surprised. Time had certainly passed by quickly. Once upon a time, her head was only up to his waist, but now, she was up to his shoulder. Now, when he hugged her, she could bury her head straight into his neck. This was something that she never imagined.
• Yan Anmo stretched her body and yawned. After a tiring day, it was time to get some rest.
• She stretched her hand to pull down the zipper on her back, but she couldn't reach it, so she tried to just remove the dress, but it got stuck on her chest. After struggling for a long time, she did not succeed.
• Left with no choice, she went to look for Xi Zhiheng.
• "Uncle Seven, I can't take off my--" But, just as she opened the door to enter the room, she witnessed an unbelievable sight.