The 99th Divorce

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Deserve better…

Ou Ming chuckled, reached out and punched him on the shoulder. Without making a sound, he smiled and waved his hand, then went into the old house, took his luggage, and left. The black Lamborghini went away.

Li Sicheng turned and walked towards his swimming pool. He had not been swimming in a long time. He remembered that Su Qianci couldn't swim.

What are you doing there?

Li Sicheng had all kinds of pictures in his mind. A gift must be something like a wet T-shirt? With a smile, he walked faster and faster. However, when he walked to the edge of the pool, it was dark. It seemed like… There was nothing. Standing in the same place for a moment, Li Sicheng did not go away, but his smile was becoming deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, the surrounding lights were turned on. Li Sicheng was blinded shortly by the sudden light and his eyes were curled. He saw that coming, but the effect of surprise was not reduced. The yellow light shone under the pool and the pool was all golden. Underneath, there were golden small LED lights arranged in the shape of characters that shined. Li Sicheng looked down to the bottom and clearly saw his name.

[Li Sicheng, I love you] Just in the middle of the pool, there was foam floating, in the middle of which was a box. It was a big red box with ribbons on it, which looked mysterious and beautiful. A long thin thread was attached to the ribbon. Li Sicheng looked through the thin line and found that the other end of the thread was at his feet.

Picking up the long thread, Li Sicheng slowly pulled, and the foam was led by him and floated toward this side. Taking the box up, Li Sicheng pulled the ribbon away. And there was a big piece of clay lying inside.

On the clay, there were three small handprints and a slightly larger handprint.

"Sen,""Yue,""Qian," were written respectively on the small handprints, while "Ci" was written on the bigger one.

Under the clay, there was a small white whiteboard. Twisted characters were written on it in colorful ink: Dad, happy birthday. Love, Ersu.

Li Sicheng saw this thing and his look became even more gentle. In the softest part of his heart, it felt there was a bonfire, warming him up. His children, his wife.

So nice…

With the sound of high heels behind him, Li Sicheng lifted his eyes, stood up, and turned around.

Su Qianci was wearing a bright red dress that was not quite her style. The sleeveless open-back dress outlined her graceful figure perfectly. And she was smiling at him. He looked at her and laughed happily.

Su Qianci stepped forward and put her arms around his neck, smiling in a flirty way and gazing at him with her big eyes. "Mr. Li."

"Mrs. Li," Li Sicheng bowed his head and put his forehead against her forehead. His voice was soft. "Did you do all that?"

Su Qianci heard his words, smiled and asked like he did, "What do you think?"

Li Sicheng grabbed her waist with a big hand. His smile deepened as he looked down at her. With a low and magnetic voice, he said, "I love you too."

Then he leaned forward and covered her lips gently. Tightening his grip on her, he held her more firmly. It was just a light kiss. "What I received today is the best gift I have ever received in my life, but what is even better is in front of me, Mrs. Li."