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It was almost evening when Jin Weiwei finally saw Little Rich Son's figure, but for the first time ever, this person did not come to look for her. Instead, he ran into the study she had arranged for him, and did not come out.

Heh …!

Listening to the two servant's reports, Jin Weiwei knew that Little Rich Son was angry, but she had no other choice.

It's the new year soon. Who cares about you after the New Year?

It was all to pick out new things!

However, she was still selling rice noodles and meat. There was no business going on during New Year's!

How much did she have to fight for the status of Little Rich Son! Didn't he know?

Oh, she was so angry!

Even though he thought about it, Jin Weiwei still didn't want to get into a conflict with Little Rich Son in this kind of day, wasn't it just because he was angry?

Just coax.

As for how to coax them, that was also a problem …

Jin Weiwei had a headache, he suddenly slapped his head in annoyance, and thought to himself, if Little Rich Son was not angry, wouldn't he be Little Rich Son's birthdate after the Mid-Autumn Festival?

After knowing Little Rich Son's identity, she had even asked around. How could she have forgotten about it?

Not bad! Fortunately she remembered, she could make Little Rich Son a "special mooncake".

On the roof, Mo Ba watched his own prince sharpening the wood in his hands. His heart was in his throat, afraid that the blade would slash at him.

prince had been out for so many days just to find a single rosewood, and she had even bought a moonstone from a merchant in the Western Regions.

Mo Ba felt that other than looking better, this stone did not have any other uses. Also, why did the prince look for these two things?

"Mo Feng, did you say something to prince?"

Hearing this, Mo Feng rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice: "prince asked me what kind of things women liked. I said jewelry, the prettier the better.

Mo Ba spat out the grass in his mouth, he had a look like it was the truth, and looking at it now, was prince planning to make a hairpin for him?

Little Rich Son frowned as he looked at the rosewood that was slightly different from the drawing. He had initially thought that this matter was very simple, but he never expected that it would be so difficult to execute it.

He threw away the broken piece of rosewood and picked up another one to continue cutting.

"..."

Very quickly, it was night, not only did Jin Weiwei cook a table of dishes, he also made a cake. Seeing the finished product, Jin Weiwei felt that his hands were not as sore, and when he thought about how Little Rich Son would see the expression of the cake later, he became excited.

Just as he arrived at the study and was about to knock, the person inside coincidentally opened the door, and Jin Weiwei almost knocked into Little Rich Son's embrace.

"What are you doing in there?"

Jin Weiwei looked up and asked, what could possibly cause someone to stay in the study room for the whole afternoon?

Lowering his eyes to look at Jin Weiwei's somewhat beautiful little face, Little Rich Son's gaze grew darker by two points. With a slightly hoarse voice, he asked: "I'm fine, what about you?"

"..." Today is Mid-Autumn's Day. "

Jin Weiwei smiled and reminded her.

"I know."

Little Rich Son laughed, and the hairpin in his sleeves tightened.

"Look at your silly look, come with me."

As he said that, he pulled Little Rich Son's hand and walked in the direction of the Purple Vine Academy.

Because of his excitement, Jin Weiwei did not see the complex expression on Little Rich Son's face, nor his hand which was hidden in his sleeve.

At the center of the large stone table was a round box surrounded by fine dishes.

It was not too early, could it be that Jin Weiwei wanted to have a midnight snack?

"Have you eaten dinner after staying in the study for so long?"

Jin Weiwei asked even though she knew the answer. She had specifically instructed the people in the residence not to call Little Rich Son at dinner.

Little Rich Son shook his head. After Jin Weiwei's reminder, he was indeed two parts hungry.

Seeing Little Rich Son shake his head, Jin Weiwei smiled and gave Little Rich Son a bowl of rice and said: "Eat first, we will only sleep when we have time today."

Little Rich Son revealed a puzzled look: "Why do you want to sleep during this time?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

The smile on Jin Weiwei's mouth was somewhat uncontrollable. She felt excited and happy when she thought of how it was her birthday accompanying Little Rich Son after midnight.

Just as Jin Weiwei was rejoicing, Little Rich Son suddenly held her hand with a serious expression.

Jin Weiwei turned his head, his eyes filled with suspicions. Is there something wrong?

"Weiwei, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, this is for you."

As he spoke, he placed a long, cloth-wrapped piece of cloth into Jin Weiwei's palm.

When she opened the cloth bag, she was already so happy that she didn't know what to say. The hairpin in her hand was paired with the moonlight, releasing a faint blue and gentle light, it was so beautiful that it didn't seem like something that should exist in this world.

Touching the hairpin and its rough edges, Jin Weiwei took a closer look and discovered that it was filled with marks left behind by a blade. He was not very familiar with sharpening and there were also a lot of edges that had not been sharpened.

Seeing that Jin Weiwei did not say a word, Little Rich Son thought that she was dissatisfied and frowned, wanting to take the thing back.

"What?"

Unexpectedly, Jin Weiwei retracted his hand and looked at him angrily.

In the next second, Jin Weiwei smiled, and handed the hairpin to him: "Put it on me."

Little Rich Son realised, with a smile on his face, he welcomed the moonlight and brought Jin Weiwei a hairpin.

"Why are you always giving me jewelry these days?"

Jin Weiwei thought that it was weird. Last time, she had worn a red jewel on her head too, but in the past, Little Rich Son would never do such a thing.

"Mo Feng said that all women like jewelry, don't you?"

Little Rich Son frowned, and began to seriously consider this question.

"I like it, but girls like more than these."

Jin Weiwei touched the hairpin on his head. He really liked it, so he turned around and hugged Little Rich Son, wanting to tease him.

"What do you like?"

However, Jin Weiwei discovered that her eyes were filled with tenderness, indulgence, and her heart instantly softened. She couldn't stand Little Rich Son's actions the most.

"I even like you!"

Little Rich Son was startled, and in the next second, a certain someone's face enlarged in front of Jin Weiwei's eyes, followed by the gentleness of the corner of his mouth.

After a long while, Little Rich Son finally let go of Jin Weiwei and said softly: "You're not allowed to tell others about this to anyone else."

Jin Weiwei's face turned slightly red, and said in a muffled voice, "Others may not look as good as you …"

"Aiya, eating and eating. The food will become cold in a while."

Jin Weiwei interrupted, afraid that this kind of atmosphere would cause something unspeakable to happen.

After the meal, the two of them sat at the stone table looking at the big round moon.

Little Rich Son turned his head to look at Jin Weiwei's tiny head, and couldn't help but say: "Go back and sleep."

Hearing that, Jin Weiwei immediately became alert, his face full of determination: "No, I must wait for my son's time. If I fall asleep, if you dare carry me back, I won't care about you anymore."

"Alright."

Helplessly stroking Jin Weiwei's hair, he pulled her into his embrace.

After an unknown period of time, Jin Weiwei finally heard a loud and clear bell chime.

She, who was napping in Little Rich Son's embrace, immediately became spirited.