Chapter 1072 Impeccable

Su Zixuan couldn't wait to rush to the sofa, button the bag down, and pour out the gifts.

There are many gift boxes of different sizes, red, purple, pink, blue...

Su Zixuan was the first to open the small red square box. Inside was a beautiful bow hairpin decorated with red rhinestones.

It can be seen that Pei Sicheng's gifts are very thoughtful, ensuring high quality but not shockingly expensive. What a good man who is both patient and attentive.

Meng Changxin patted Su Mixue on the shoulder, "Let's talk."

Su MiXue nodded and walked to her bedroom.

As she took off her windbreaker, she asked, "Sister Xin, did you see everything just now?"

Meng Changxin nodded, "After a few days of observation, I think Pei Sicheng is a good man."

Su MiXue arranged the clothes and hung them in the closet. She nodded, "He is indeed very good, impeccable."

Meng Changxin smiled, "Looking at your progress, am I about to have a wedding banquet?"

"I don't know. My mind is still a little confused now. Everything was so sudden." Su Mixue's expression was a little tangled.

"Everything was so sudden. I was not mentally prepared. I made up my mind early on to earn enough money and live a good life with Zimo and Zixuan. Pei Sicheng's appearance was an accident..."

Meng Changxin waved her hand and interrupted Su Mi Xue, "There are very few good men, like Pei Sicheng, who is rare in a century and can't be found with a lantern. Mi Xue, I can see that you have feelings for him. In terms of personal ability, Pei Sicheng You are very successful, but you are not bad either. You also have a good reputation in the industry. You are a good match. In addition to these, Zimo and Zixuan are two girls who are smart and sensible. He got a good wife and a pair of precious daughters for nothing. made money."

Su Mixue shook her head, "I have considered all these things. I was pleasantly surprised when I met Pei Sicheng again. But after calming down, I worried about how far we could go if we were really together. I once liked Pei Sicheng crazily and felt like losing him The sky will fall and the earth will fall. But a lot has changed in six years. I am not the naive and ignorant Su Mixue, and he is not a blank slate. Although my heart is still moved when I see you again, some feelings are missed just like Chen. If old wine is opened and exposed to the sun, its taste will change over time. "

Meng Changxin remained calm and looked at Su Mixue's expression seriously.

After a while, she suddenly smiled, "Michelle, congratulations on not being carried away by love and thinking about your future with the eyes of a mature woman. But I think Pei Sicheng is a man worthy of being entrusted to you for life."

Sumixue was silent for a moment and said softly, "Maybe it's because I'm not alone. I have two children. If I make the wrong move, everything will be changed beyond recognition."

Meng Changxin frowned, feeling suddenly distressed when looking at Su Mi Xue.

Su Mi Xue saw things very clearly, but the more things went like this, the more entangled life became. She didn't dare to get what she wanted, and accidentally lost everything. "Oh, it seems that all the troubles in the world have been given to women."

The two of them sighed at the same time and ended this annoying topic.

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On Christmas Day, the happiest people are the children.

For children, the meaning of the holiday itself is not important, what is important is the mysterious gifts they will receive on the holiday.

On the street, a little girl wearing a short red woolen cloak and velvet flower antlers was holding her own Christmas gift and jumping behind the adults.

"Mom, what's the story about the Leftover Egg Festival? Do you want to eat eggs today?" The little girl's face was red from the cold. Every festival, her mother would tell her a story and legend about this festival. But my mother never mentioned this Leftover Egg Festival. The little girl held the gift and thought about it for a long time, but she still didn’t understand why leftover eggs could become a special holiday.

"You, it's Christmas, a saint is born, not eggs left." The woman walking in front turned back and pinched the little girl's face.

Mu Jianhua, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, was holding a cup of coffee and watching this scene. He suddenly thought of the children in Bishui Qingyuan. Inexplicably, he wanted to see those children and that person on such a festival...

At the same time, in Building 21 of Bishui Qingyuan, Meng Changxin and He Ziqing were sitting on the sofa in the living room listening to Xiao Ai telling Christmas stories.

"How did you deceive everyone with your nonsense about the Holy Mother's infertile conception?" He Ziqing heard what Xiao Ai said was interesting. She had a sudden idea and asked in Meng Changxin's ear.

Meng Changxin was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a low voice: "Emmmmmm... It's probably because the Israelis were relatively simple at that time..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a good thing that the Holy Mother is not in our country, otherwise she would definitely be caught and soaked in a pig cage by the fellow villagers, and then there would be nothing wrong with Jesus." He Ziqing shook her head and lowered her voice.

Xiao Ai noticed that He Ziqing and Meng Changxin were biting their ears, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Aunt Ziqing, what did you and Grandma Meng say secretly and not let me know?"

"We were talking about when to exchange gifts." He Ziqing hurriedly put away her inappropriate smile and looked at Xiao Ai seriously.

When talking about the gift, Xiao Ai immediately became interested, and she scurried upstairs: "Yes, I'm going to get the gift prepared for Zixuan Zimo."

"Little Ancestor, please slow down!!!" Upon seeing this, Meng Changxin stood up and followed Xiao Ai, fearing that she would fall if she walked too fast.

When Meng Changxin and Xiao Ai went downstairs holding gifts, Su Mixue walked in holding the hands of Su Zixuan and Su Zimo.

"Hey, it's so cold outside, the wind is blowing." Su Zixuan stamped her feet as soon as she entered the door, blowing air on her almost frozen hands.

Su Zimo followed Su Zixuan speechlessly, saying with a little disdain: "It's warm inside, don't stamp your feet anymore."

Su Zixuan was too lazy to argue with Su Zimo, her attention was completely attracted by the gift box in Xiaoai's hand.

"Xiaoai, Merry Christmas!" Su Zixuan walked to the stairs in three or two steps, pulled Xiaoai to sit on the sofa, "Is this red gift box the Christmas gift you prepared for me?"

Xiaoai nodded and handed another high-grade gray gift box to Su Zimo: "Zimo, this is yours."

Su Zimo and Su Zixuan received Xiaoai's gift box, and also took out the gift box they prepared and gave it to Xiaoai. Su Zimo gave a pink gift box with a bow, while Su Zixuan's gift box was colorful.

After exchanging gifts, Su Zixuan looked at her own gift, then at Su Zimo's, wanting to open it but not wanting to, and feeling very tormented.

"How about we play rock-paper-scissors, and whoever loses will open it first." Su Zixuan couldn't control her curiosity, and suggested to Xiao Ai and Su Zimo.

Xiao Ai agreed with Su Zixuan's suggestion, and Su Zimo actually wanted to open the gift box, so she nodded.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"