Priceless Baby's Super Daddy

When the food was cold and so was her heart, Qiao Ruoxi got up and went upstairs.

She felt that she was really ridiculous. She was like an abandoned woman waiting for a man who didn't belong to her.

It was pointless to wait.

He would definitely not come back.

…

The next day was December 24th, Christmas Eve.

After work, Qiao Ruoxi prepared a table full of dishes like the night before and waited for Feng Yunan to come back.

It was a pity that a certain arrogant man would rather stay in the office than swallow his pride and go home.

Feng Yunan looked at the list of contestants and asked Xiu Yi unhappily, "Is that woman crazy? Why isn't she registering?"

"…"

He really did not dare to say anything related to Qiao Ruoxi anymore, lest he triggered Feng Yunan.

Feng Yunan was not sure why. He mumbled to himself, "Did she not see the advertisement? Or does she not have the courage to participate?"

Xiu Yi continued to shake his head. "…"

After pondering for a moment, Feng Yunan suddenly said, "How about this? I'll get someone to send the promotional flyer for the jewelry competition to the store tomorrow. I'll also tell the store manager that everyone can participate without any restrictions."

Xiu Yi agreed with a nod, "Yes."

Feng Yunan was relieved after making sure everything was in place. However, he did not know that the someone at the Ocean Pavilion was waiting for him to go home.

As time passed, Qiao Ruoxi knew that he would not return.

She did not wait for nothing. While she was waiting, she used her laptop and logged into Di Ruiling Jewelry's official website to check the specific requirements of the competition.

After understanding the requirements of the competition, she poured all her energy into preparing the sample.

He continued to repair the sketch in front of him and drew a 3D and side dissection picture.

She had already made up her mind. If Feng Yunan did not agree to her participating in the competition, then she would submit it anonymously or use Li Yixue's identity to participate.

No matter what, she would not give up on this chance.

…

After Christmas Eve, it was also Qiao Ruoxi's birthday.

In the afternoon, Su Hui brought Qiao Rongjing to the store and gave her a six-inch cake.

Qiao Rongjing hugged Qiao Ruoxi and said, "Happy birthday, Mom."

"Thank you, Jing."

"Grandma made it for you," Qiao Rongjing said.

"Thank you, thank you." Qiao Ruoxi was extremely touched. Being able to eat a cake made by her mother on her birthday meant more than anything else.

Qiao Ruoxi told her mother about her promotion to manager. Su Hui was also happy for her.

Considering that she had to go to work, Su Hui took Qiao Rongjing home.

Because of the cake, many of her colleagues knew that it was her birthday.

"Happy birthday, Boss. We didn't know it was your birthday."

"Happy birthday, boss."

Everyone sent their blessings and chatted.

"What a coincidence. It's actually Christmas."

"Yes, yes. I'm really lucky to be able to celebrate two holidays at once."

"I remember that it was also his birthday today. Which celebrity was it?"

"Is it Wen Ke'er?"

"Yes, yes, yes. It's Wen Ke'er. It's her birthday too."

"Wow, it's Wen Ke'er's birthday today. Our president will definitely celebrate with her!"

"Of course. Mr. Feng loves Wen Ke'er the most."

…

Qiao Ruoxi had overlooked one thing, and that was Wen Ke'er's birthday.

Yes, Wen Ke'er's birthday was also on the same day as hers.

Who didn't know about the birthday of the national goddess?

Feng Yunan would definitely celebrate her birthday!

After work, her colleagues offered to have dinner together to celebrate her birthday, but Qiao Ruoxi declined.

She carried the birthday cake her mother had made and rushed back to the Ocean Pavilion.

The first thing she did when she came back was to cook.

Even though he had not come back for the past two days and she knew that he would not come back today, she still had to cook and wait for him to come back.

She must be crazy.

Ever since she remembered that she had the same birthday as Wen Ke'er, she could not calm down.

The two of them shared the same birthday and age. One was a treasure to Feng Yunan, while the other was a blade of grass.

Even if she meant nothing to him, she could not give up so easily.

After the fight the other day and him smashing the house, she understood one thing: she could no longer be threatened by others and do things that went against her conscience.

Wen Ke'er threatened her to make her leave Feng Yunan. Should she listen to her and stay away from him?

All this while, she had been trying to convince herself to look at her status and protect her heart so that she would not fall for him easily.

But now, she felt that even the most ordinary girl had the right to love and pursue love.

What was wrong with loving Feng Yunan?

So what if it was an arranged marriage?

Can't she just love with all her heart for once?

Even if she had to leave the Feng family a year later, at least she had loved him, she would not have any regrets.

It was at this moment that Qiao Ruoxi's calm and self-restraint broke through the cage and her feelings could no longer be restrained.

Loving someone meant that she would endure all the pain that comes with it.

She prepared a sumptuous dinner, opened a bottle of red wine, lit a candle, and set the birthday cake on the table. She waited quietly for Feng Yunan to come back and sent a message to him.

…

In the Fengtian Group building, Feng Yunan left the company in an exclusive elevator. Under the protection of a group of people, he drove to the film studio and went to pick up Wen Ke'er first.

It was Wen Ke'er's birthday today. His plan was to hold a private party at Yin Zun after a candlelight dinner to celebrate her birthday.

"Have you prepared everything?" he asked.

"Yes, sir," Xiu Yi replied from the passenger seat.

"Okay," Feng Yunan replied.

Perhaps Feng Yunan lacked experience in romance, or perhaps he was afraid of trouble. Therefore, every year, he would help Wen Ke'er celebrate her birthday and prepare gifts for her.

Flowers, a candlelit dinner, a private party, and luxurious jewelry gifts.

It was the same every year. There was never any change.

Along the way, Feng Yunan would check his phone every once in a while, but he was very disappointed. There were no messages from "Weakling Qiao".

That woman did not know how to repay kindness. Why was he still thinking about her?

He took a deep breath and threw his phone aside. He leaned his head against the back seat and closed his eyes.

He kept telling himself to stop thinking about that ungrateful woman.

He picked up Wen Ke'er at the studio and drove to Tiffany's Restaurant.

Inside the diamond private room, there was a candlelit dinner ready. After Feng Yunan brought Wen Ke'er in, he asked someone to bring the flowers to her.

…