My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 466: Ye Jingzhe’s Birthday with Dad and Mom 1

Ye Jingzhe pursed his lips, feigning indifference. There was only one word to describe how he felt: "Annoying."

Having said that, he hung up the phone directly.

Afterward, with a cold stride, he followed Si Mingjing away from the school entrance, always maintaining a forward-looking demeanor without glancing sideways.

"Wow! Ye Jingzhe, is this your mom? Your mom is so beautiful!"

At the school entrance, Ye Jingzhe encountered a classmate who cast envious glances his way, thinking Ye Jingzhe’s mom was both stunning and cool, with a great presence.

Ye Jingzhe secretly glanced up, sizing up the tall and elegant Si Mingjing. He wanted to say no, but in the end, he swallowed his words.

Ignoring his classmate, Ye Jingzhe took even colder steps, his small chin slightly raised and his little shoulders held ramrod straight.

Upon reaching the school gate and seeing the assistant approaching with seven or eight guards, Ye Jingzhe turned his head away for the first time, trying to pretend he didn’t recognize them.

At that moment, he didn’t want the other children to see the assistant coming to pick him up, because someone was already there for him.

When the assistant saw Ye Jingzhe walk past them without a sideways glance, he was momentarily stunned. He quickly turned to catch up, saying, "Young Master, I’ve come to take you home."

Ye Jingzhe replied coldly, his face impassive, "You all go back first. Tell Grandma I’m having a meal with Auntie Si. After dinner, Auntie Si will send me back."

After speaking, Ye Jingzhe lifted his eyes and glanced at Si Mingjing once more.

Si Mingjing understood and smiled gently, her smile as warm as a caressing spring breeze. "Hello," she said. "Please inform Madam Hua that, on behalf of my son, I am celebrating Ye Jingzhe’s birthday with him. We’ll have dinner out, and I’ll bring him back to the Hua Family afterward. Please tell Madam Hua not to worry."

The assistant looked troubled and surprised. "Our young master never celebrates his birthday," he said. "In the past, when the Old Madam and the Young Miss wanted to celebrate it for him, he always refused. He’d even get into a terrible mood if someone so much as reminded him it was his birthday. ’...Are we celebrating the day I lost my father?’ he would always ask coldly. Fearing it would upset him, the Old Madam and the Young Miss now deliberately ignore his birthday. They don’t bring it up, and they certainly don’t hold any large celebrations on that day."

Unexpectedly, Miss Si is now deliberately broaching this sensitive topic, violating the young master’s taboo. Isn’t she afraid he’ll get angry?

"Well, there’s always a first time for everything," Si Mingjing said, then picked Ye Jingzhe up and placed him into the submarine waiting at the school gate.

The assistant was stunned and reconfirmed, "Young Master, do you really want to celebrate your birthday?"

"I don’t," Ye Jingzhe answered bluntly.

Just as I expected, the assistant thought. Miss Si means well, but this will only make the young master unhappy.

Ye Jingzhe then said, "It’s all Gu Shurong’s meddling. If I didn’t agree to have dinner with Auntie Si, he threatened to break off our friendship."

The assistant stammered, "Uh..."

So? Since when did the Young Master fear Gu Shurong’s threats? The assistant was a little confused.

Ye Jingzhe, annoyed that the assistant was lingering outside the submarine and getting in the way, raised his small arm with an air of authority and waved dismissively. "I’m only reluctantly having dinner with Auntie Si. You all go back first. Don’t follow us anymore!"

Si Mingjing also stepped inside. Before the assistant’s dumbfounded gaze, she had Fengjue pilot the submarine, and it zoomed away.

The submarine stopped at a well-known restaurant where Si Mingjing had made a reservation that afternoon. Holding Ye Jingzhe’s hand, she led him into the restaurant. Guided by a waiter, they sat down in a semi-private booth. Si Mingjing passed the menu to Ye Jingzhe, her Little Bingshan, letting him order.

"Order whatever you like. Don’t worry about saving Auntie money."

Ye Jingzhe took the menu and seriously flipped through it twice. Although young, he was very considerate of adults and proactively asked, "What would Auntie Si like to eat?"

"Anything is fine, just order what you like."

Si Mingjing placed a small cake on the table and unwrapped it. The cake wasn’t large, only six inches, but it was just the right amount for two people.

This was Si Mingjing’s first time celebrating a child’s birthday. She inserted the candles, then asked the waiter for a lighter and lit them.

Ye Jingzhe, having ordered their food, sat opposite Si Mingjing. He stared at the flickering candlelight on the small cake. The light illuminated Si Mingjing’s gentle face, which exuded a maternal warmth. Ye Jingzhe found her very beautiful and kept his gaze fixed on her.

Si Mingjing reached out and gently ruffled the hair on his ’Little Bingshan’ head. "Come on, make a wish. The cake Auntie bought is small, so please don’t mind."

"It’s not small. Thank you, Auntie Si."

Ye Jingzhe didn’t like celebrating birthdays. However, seeing Si Mingjing’s gentle smile, the iceberg within him somehow began to melt, bit by bit, and he found himself enjoying the moment.

Gu Shurong’s words echoed in his mind: "I’m lending you my mom for one day. Today, my mom is your mom!"

Ye Jingzhe had never had a mother; he didn’t know what it felt like to have one. He was very keen to experience it, which was why he hadn’t refused Si Mingjing.

Especially after Gu Shurong found his own parents, Ye Jingzhe’s longing for a mother had reached a new intensity.

Ye Jingzhe closed his eyes and silently made a wish.

Before he even opened his eyes, he heard Auntie Si ask, "Why are you here?"

Who’s here? Ye Jingzhe wondered.

Opening his eyes, he saw a tall, imposing man arrogantly pull out the chair beside Auntie Si and elegantly sit down. "I had Si Yuan take Xiangru back to see my parents," the man said. "I asked Fengjue where you were. Blowing out candles? It seems I’ve arrived at just the right time."

"You came back specifically for this?" Si Mingjing asked, slightly surprised.

Mo Yinhe smiled without speaking. After seating himself, he asked the waiter to add another set of cutlery.

Mo Yinhe himself found his decision to return rather absurd.

After learning from Mingjing that today was Ye Jingzhe’s birthday, he had felt a pang of regret. He had sat in the submarine, resting with his eyes closed for ten minutes, before deciding to turn back.

He didn’t know why, but he wanted to be there for the child’s birthday.

Mo Yinhe also reached out, placing his hand on Ye Jingzhe’s small head. He looked at the child, whose cool demeanor so resembled his own ’Little Bingshan’ temperament. "What did you wish for?"

Ye Jingzhe pouted. His soft, childlike voice was deliberately lowered in an attempt to sound deeper as he said, "To grow up sooner."

"You wished to grow up sooner?" A slight, dignified smile touched Mo Yinhe’s lips. "Every child wishes to grow up quickly. Yet, once they’re grown, they long to return to their childhood. Children shouldn’t make such wishes. Close your eyes, make a different wish, and Uncle will help you fulfill it."

Ye Jingzhe huffed, his pride evident. "I won’t. I only have this wish. When I’m grown up, I can be my own master, do whatever I want, and go wherever I want. No one will be able to control me anymore, and no one will dare to stand above me."

Mo Yinhe’s handsome eyebrows rose slightly. "Such lofty aspirations. Who’s controlling you now, making you so eager to be your own master? Tell me. Uncle will take care of them for you, and they’ll never control or stand above you again!"