Chapter 84

Because in the previous years, there have been cases where parents were too anxious and their children couldn't bear the pressure and switched from parallel classes to regular classes halfway through.

Therefore, in order to prevent their daughter from experiencing too much pressure, the couple decided not to tell her the truth.

They just told her that the school had undergone reforms this year and there were no more specialized classes. Because she was relatively young, her placement was towards the end.

Unfortunately, neither of them were good at acting, and Ji Ruochu looked at their faces with the words "this isn't true" written all over them, and she couldn't help but feel speechless.

But she didn't expose them and pretended not to know, but deep down, she made a silent vow:

No one should even think about taking the first place in this class of underachievers away from her!

With that, life in the Ji household returned to normal.

In order to improve the mood of Ji Mochen and his wife, Ji Ruochu carefully prepared birthday presents for them.

Considering that Ji Mochen would be holding a concert next year, she prepared a limited edition custom microphone for her father.

To give him a surprise, Ji Ruochu personally contacted Ji Mochen's manager, Brother Qin, and asked him to help her with the customization.

Unfortunately, not only was Ji Mochen clingy to his wife, but he was also clingy to his daughter, and it didn't take long for him to find out.

Seeing her father's expression of "I haven't seen anything" on his face, Ji Ruochu was completely speechless.

Fortunately, she didn't plan to give the microphone directly to him, so she didn't make a big deal out of it. She pretended that she believed him again, considering it as... practicing her acting skills.

After this incident, Ji Ruochu realized that she couldn't prepare gifts at home anymore.

So every time she went to her friends' houses, she would bring the customized microphone with her, along with a bag of valuable diamonds.

Fortunately, Fang Zhiyuan and Jiang Zhi were good at keeping secrets. They knew that Ruoruomèimei (Ruochu) was preparing a birthday gift for her dad and consciously covered for her.

But...

"Ruoruomèimei, aren't you afraid of losing all these diamonds when you carry them with you every day?" Jiang Zhi looked at the shiny diamonds packed in black garbage bags, the kind that only appeared in her mom's jewelry cabinet, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

Lose them?

Ji Ruochu blinked and immediately opened the black garbage bag, carefully counting them before confirming, "No, I haven't lost any."

She counted them every day.

The two little ones: ...Six.

"Don't worry, I pack them in garbage bags. Even if they accidentally fall on the road, people will think they're worthless fake diamonds."

Ji Ruochu wore a calculating expression on her face, leaving her two little friends in awe.

Come to think of it, after all, who would pack such valuable things in garbage bags?

A certain Ruoruomèimei: ???

Soon, it was Ji Mochen's birthday.

According to the logic of the Ji family's background, they should at least hold a birthday banquet and invite people from the industry to create an upper-class society party.

But Ji Mochen refused. Since he became an adult, he no longer wanted others to see him in such a moment.

Rather than letting others use his birthday banquet as an opportunity for negotiations, he preferred to reunite with his family.

Therefore, on this day, Ji Mochen's family celebrated at home with their relatives from the Ji and Ling families.

"Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~..."

In the soft candlelight, Ji Ruochu clapped her little hands and sang a birthday song to her father in a childish voice.

"You know, even though Ruochu didn't inherit Ji Mochen's charming eyes, her singing voice is definitely a result of the excellent genes of our Ji Heavenly King."

Ji Mochen, who was already happy, became even more overjoyed upon hearing these words.

He quickly made three wishes:

May his family be in good health!

May his daughter always be happy!

May his daughter inherit his legacy - well, it doesn't matter if she doesn't, let his daughter do whatever she loves! May she live a long life!

"Dad, happy birthday!"

After Ji Mochen blew out the candles and the lights came back on, Ji Ruochu, who had no idea that she had just given her father a blessing for a long life, finally took out a beautifully wrapped gift box and handed it to her father. At that moment, Ji Mochen couldn't have been happier.

Although he already knew what his daughter had given him, he carefully opened it anyway.

In his heart, he kept recalling the surprised expression he had practiced in front of the mirror.

In any case, he must not let his daughter find out that he knew what the gift was!

But soon, he realized that his earlier preparations had been in vain.

Because the moment he saw the gift, a smile froze on his face.

Everyone was stunned, thinking that he was dissatisfied with the gift given by the child, and was about to signal him, but they found out--

"Thank you, Ruochu."

Ji Mochen held the gift box and couldn't bear to take out the item inside, he just kept gently stroking it.

His voice was soft, but it already carried a hint of choking, "Dad really likes the gift you gave, I'll use it every time I go on stage in the future!"

Hearing this, Brother Qin, who had personally purchased the microphone, quietly leaned over to take a look at the item inside the gift box.

With just one glance, he instantly froze, "Ruochu, did you stick these diamonds on yourself?"

Ji Mochen was also surprised, "You didn't know?"

Brother Qin nodded truthfully, "I just helped Ruochu customize this microphone, but when it was delivered, it didn't look like this."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately approached curiously, and when they saw it, they couldn't help but be amazed.

"Wow! This is quite a big project! How long did it take to stick them?"

"Don't underestimate it, this design is quite clever. Ruochu, is this your own idea?"

"Mochen, your daughter is so thoughtful!"

"Indeed!" The little one stood with her hands behind her back, looking very pleased, "It took a long time to stick them, and my hands got sore..."

At the same time, seeing that everyone had gathered around, Ji Mochen carefully placed the gift his daughter had given him on the round table so that everyone could see it.

The moment the gift box was exposed in the light, a dazzling refraction poured out from it.

The people present finally saw clearly what this gift was.

Inside the beautifully wrapped gift box, delicate ribbons wrapped around a brand-new microphone.

With its smooth lines and dazzling luster, you could tell at a glance that the microphone was valuable. But what caught people's attention the most was--