Han Bao wanted to take the initiative to say hello to Hemerocallis, but the pretentiousness of Hemerocallis was really arrogant and alienated, which made Han Bao turn his head in embarrassment.
Zheng Ling looked at Han Bao, seeing his embarrassed appearance, with a look of astonishment in his eyes. After all, Han Bao has always been lazy, doing whatever he wants, and rarely loses his composure like this.
Zheng Ling couldn't help but glance at the day lilies, a series of question marks in his heart. This day lily girl, no matter in appearance or temperament, is logically inferior to Ruoxi, but why is Han Bao so unique to her?
Han Baoshan walked up to Zhengling, bowed and congratulated: "Mommy, my son wishes you three hundred and sixty-five days in the next year. You will always smile every day and be loved every day. My son hopes that Mommy will always be happy." With a young girl's heart, she will always be the eldest princess of our Zhan Family."
Zhengling became serious on purpose, and said angrily, "You're the only one with a sweet tongue. Mommy is not confused in her age and still maintains a girlish heart. Isn't that living all those years in vain?"
After being reprimanded by Mummy, Han Bao smiled brighter.
At this time, Susu followed closely, and he said with an apologetic expression: "Mommy, Susu couldn't carefully prepare a gift for Mommy, I am really sorry. This is a portrait I drew for Mommy all night, I hope Mommy Mi likes it."
Zhengling opened the portrait in surprise in front of Susu. When she saw that the portrait showed her evolution from girlhood to forty years, there must be Zhan Hanjue as her support, and there was a picture of children relying on each other. Ling liked it very much.
"This is a good gift." She turned to Zhan Jue and said, "Honey, frame it and hang it in my room."
Zhan Hanjue nodded: "Okay."
After Su Su, the adopted daughters of the Zhan family, Wan'er, and Jun Xinyue came forward to celebrate her birthday in turn.
The guests saw that the children of the Zhan family were all dragons and phoenixes, so they couldn't help but praise them.
Zheng Ling was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.
After the birthday ceremony, Zhan Hanjue took his two sons to toast with the guests. Only Hanling stayed by Zhengling's side.
Zheng Ling hugged Han Ling and put it on his lap, and said with a smile: "Han Ling, one day you will grow into a towering tree like your brothers. At that time, you will also have your own sense of responsibility and mission. You have to remember that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must maintain an optimistic and positive heart, and always maintain a kind heart."
Han Ling fell into Zheng Ling's embrace, and said softly and coquettishly, "Mummy, I understand."
Zheng Ling gently stroked Han Ling's weak hair, loving and affectionate. "Han Ling, that person who has been by your side all the time, do you know who he is?"
Han Ling hugged Zheng Ling tightly, and when she heard Mummy's voice, her body froze slightly.
"Mommy, do you know everything?"
Zheng Ling said with emotion: "You were born in October of my pregnancy. You have been different from ordinary people since you were a baby. Han Ling, Mommy knows that you are by no means an ordinary person, but Mommy doesn't want to believe this fact. As if, As long as I don't reveal this matter, you will always be an ordinary child in Mommy's eyes. In this way, you can grow up happily and happily like ordinary children, and grow up safely and smoothly like ordinary children."
Han Ling stared at Zheng Ling with eyes glistening with tears, bewildered and desolate. "Mum, why are you talking about it now?"
Zheng Ling choked up and said, "Mummy is afraid, if I don't speak out, I won't have a chance in the future."
Han Ling suddenly sobbed uncontrollably.
"Mommy, I'll tell you everything. OK?"