Seventeen Again: The Sweet Life with My Family

Chapter 230: Gift

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Wen Nian pushed open the door anxiously and realized that the room was pitch-black.

She fumbled along the wall beside the main door, her fingers searching for the light switch. Just as she was about to find it, two strips of light suddenly illuminated the floor in front of her. They extended from either side of the entrance, leading towards the dining area. The pathway between was adorned with scattered red rose petals.

The unexpected and enchanting surprise caused Wen Nian’s eyes to widen, her lips parting in astonishment.

Seeing her happy reaction, a faint smile tugged at the corner of Shen Jun’s lips. With a subtle press of a remote control concealed in his pocket, a small toy car, discreetly positioned in the shadows, started to follow a pre-defined path. It skillfully maneuvered and stopped right in front of Wen Nian.

From behind, Shen Jun tenderly embraced Wen Nian, his voice soft and warm as he whispered, “Happy birthday.”

Shaken out of her initial surprise, Wen Nian glanced at Shen Jun, seeking confirmation, “Were you pretending to be sick?”

Shen Jun’s smile deepened, and he replied, “Sometimes, surprises demand a little subterfuge.”

A sigh of relief escaped Wen Nian as she realized the truth. Playfully, she gazed at Shen Jun before crouching down to pick up the cake.

Measuring a modest 6 inches, the cake boasted a simple yet refined design. Delicate white cream adorned the edges in an understated pattern, while the center featured a medley of mango slices, a few strawberries, and scattered blueberries. A small birthday card nestled beside it.

This creation diverged from the elaborate confections of bakeries. Half-jokingly, Wen Nian speculated, “Did you try making this yourself?”

Examining the cake that Wen Nian held, a hint of sheepishness crossed Shen Jun’s face. He lightly scratched his temple, tilting his head, and made his case, “Although it might lack intricate details, it’s still a treat for the palate.”

Wen Nian’s eyes crinkled at the edges, her smile becoming more pronounced. She rose on her toes and pressed a gentle kiss on the underside of Shen Jun’s chin. “I absolutely love it!”

Witnessing the joy sparkling in Wen Nian’s eyes, a smile involuntarily softened Shen Jun’s features. With a flick of the room’s lights, he guided Wen Nian to the dining table.

Arranged on the table were three meticulously prepared dishes and a steaming soup. In stark contrast to the cake, the presentation of these dishes was an art form in itself. It was evident they were crafted by an expert chef. The steam coming off of the food indicated that someone had intentionally made it at this time.

Yet, Shen Jun had already given Wen Nian the fees he received for winter break tutoring.

Wen Nian situated the cake near the table and, her mind lingering on Shen Jun’s monthly allowance, she jested, “Treating someone to such a lavish feast, are you planning to starve afterwards?”

Lounging back in his chair, Shen Jun arched an eyebrow. A playful glint danced in his eyes, accompanied by a teasing tone, “Would you let me starve?”

Caught in Shen Jun’s magnetic gaze, Wen Nian’s throat turned dry as his charm worked its magic once more. She retorted with a mock-serious air, “I am very willing.”

After their sumptuous dinner, the two settled onto the couch, snuggled together. Wen Nian suddenly wondered how Shen Jun knew that today was her birthday and her curiosity prompted her to ask Shen Jun.

Shen Jun smiled and said, “When I went to get your boarding pass, I saw your birthdate on your ID card and remembered it.”

Wen Nian reciprocated Shen Jun’s thoughtfulness with a peck on his cheek, understanding the importance of timely encouragement and surprises in a relationship. After all, no matter how cliched it might seem, everyone enjoys a bit of romance and surprise from time to time.

Concerned about eating too late affecting their digestion, they sat around for a while before deciding to start enjoying the cake.

Wen Nian’s wish for this year was simple. With her hands folded together and her eyes closed, she wished for acceptance into her desired school and for the health and happiness of her loved ones. When she opened her eyes, she was surprised to find a large gift box in front of her.

Once again, she looked at Shen Jun in astonishment and exclaimed, “1 thought

1 wouldn’t have any gifts because you already gave me the phone.”

Shen Jun placed the gift on the coffee table and raised an eyebrow at Wen Nian, his words carrying a meaningful undertone, “This gift is quite unique and practical as well. If you’re willing, you can give it a try tonight.”

A certain idea crossed Wen Nian’s mind, and a blush crept up her cheeks. She gave Shen Jun a mock glare, but ironically, her shy expression only made her look more charming. Shen Jun couldn’t help but be enchanted by it.

Wen Nian playfully reached out and pinched the muscles around Shen Jun’s waist, then lowered her head, lips slightly pursed, as she softly said, “Could you be a bit more serious? You’re always having these thoughts, and we still have to go to school tomorrow..”