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Chapter 176 Twenty-five birthday gifts

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    Zhou Ang said "hmm" and tightened his grip on Jiang Yan's hand, "Don't be afraid."

    There was silence all around, and Jiang Yan could only hear Zhou Ang's slight footsteps and his own violent heartbeat.

    ¡° She¡¯s really hopeless, she just got hit by the wall, it¡¯s not a big deal, why is she so nervous

    Jiang Yan cursed herself in her heart, but her heartbeat was not controlled by her subjective will, and it still made a loud thump.

    Zhou Ang shouldn¡¯t be able to hear it, right?

    Following Zhou Ang¡¯s pace, Jiang Yan reluctantly connected with the layout of Zhou Ang¡¯s house in his memory to judge his current position, for fear of accidentally bumping into the corner of the table or the sofa.

    "Don't worry, there are no obstacles in front of you, just follow me."

    Zhou Ang's voice seemed to have a magical power, making her feel at ease instantly.

    There is a crisp "click" sound.

    Zhou Ang should have opened another door. When he got here, he stopped, and Jiang Yan also stopped.

    "Are you here?" Jiang Yan asked.

    Zhou Ang said nothing, and gently helped her untie the strip of cloth, "Let's take a look."

    Jiang Yan opened her eyes carefully, only to find that the light in the room was not as dazzling as she had imagined, and the soft warm orange light illuminated the entire room.

    There are pink roses as far as the eye can see. Different varieties and different shades of pink decorate the whole room into a sea of ??pink.

    She likes pink roses, Zhou Ang knows that.

    I received a bunch last time, but I didn¡¯t expect that I would prepare a whole room for her today.

    Far more than that, Zhou Ang unveiled a foggy pink gauze curtain, with more than twenty boxes of various sizes stacked underneath.

    Zhou Ang bent down and picked up the bottom one and handed it to her.

    Jiang Yan took it blankly and opened it, only to find that there was a small crystal hairpin inside, which reflected a dazzling brilliance under the warm orange light.

    "This is a first-year-old gift for you. God allowed you to come into this world and grow into a cute little elf."

    Jiang Yan covered her mouth in surprise. She had heard her father say before that when she was young, the first thing she grabbed was a crystal hairpin.

    Before she had time to ask how Zhou Ang knew about this, the second gift was handed to her.

    "This is a two-year-old gift for you. You are babbling, innocent and smart."

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    "This is a tenth birthday gift for you. Meeting you for the first time is a blessing in my life."

    Jiang Yan covered his mouth, crystal tears sliding down his cheeks, "Is this a ring?"

    "At that time, you gave me a card as a token of love, saying that you would marry me when you grow up, and I agreed to it. But who knows that things are unpredictable. Later, I left the country and never came back to see you."

    Zhou Ang stepped forward, took the ring out of the velvet box, and knelt down on one knee, "This is the return gift I owe you back then."

    "Isn't it too early to propose marriage?" Jiang Yan burst into tears and laughed, "You haven't even caught up with me yet, so that doesn't count!"

    "This is the love token that my seventeen-year-old brother gave back to Xiao Jiangyan." Zhou Ang stretched out his hand towards her with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows.

    Jiang Yan couldn't help but passed her hand over and watched him put the ring on her hand.

    When she was ten years old, she fell in love with her eldest brother at first sight.

    After searching hard, Zhou Hao took advantage of him with ulterior motives.

    Fifteen years of wrong love. At that time, everyone said that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was obsessed with a man. Only she knew that she persisted because of her eldest brother.

    After many years, I finally got a response.

    "It's not that I didn't look for you back then. Zhou Hansheng tried to kill me and there was no place for me in the country." Zhou Ang said slowly.

    Jiang Yan nodded, Zhou Ang's understatement concealed the rough and cruel truth.

    Back then, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy. How could he have the strength to fight against Zhou Hansheng?

    Zhou Ang continued, blaming himself, "If I could do it all over again, I would rather die in Zhou Hansheng's hands than go to the small garden to find you, so that you will not be deceived."

    "No, if something happens to you, I'm afraid I will be even more sad." Jiang Yan shook her head. She was deceived by Zhou Hao. It was not because she was too stupid back then. She believed someone else's words in a few words.

    After Qianfan passed by, she met Zhou Ang again. She had already realized that?I am lucky enough.

    "When the formal proposal comes, I will prepare a more romantic and grand ceremony for you." Zhou Ang looked up at her, his eyes full of tenderness.

    Jiang Yan lowered his head in shame, feeling deeply moved but not knowing how to respond.

    Apart from these, there are still more than ten boxes left that have not been opened.

    Zhou Ang picked them up one by one and explained the purpose of the gifts.

    He actually made a gift for her every birthday!

    The gift for her seventeenth birthday was a long white dress. At a pure and shy age, that was her favorite outfit.

    The gift for her eighteenth-year-old was a pair of high-heeled shoes full of diamonds. During her coming-of-age ceremony, she carefully put on her first pair of high-heeled shoes. However, she accidentally sprained her foot when she was going downstairs. She was unable to wear the high-heeled shoes at the birthday party that year.  , she felt regretful and sad for several months.

    The nineteenth-year-old¡¯s birthday gift is perfume, the twentieth-year-old¡¯s birthday gift is lipstick¡­

    Every gift is what she wanted to have most when she was that age.

    "I am both happy and often disappointed to find you again in the vast sea of ??people. I am happy because I can finally protect you again, but I am disappointed because I am abroad and have accidentally missed so many important and wonderful moments in your life."

    Zhou Ang smiled and raised his hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, "Yanyan, these gifts cannot make up for the time I missed, but I will definitely accompany you in your life from now on."

    "Thank you." Jiang Yan said, almost choking on the three short words.

    Since she was a child, her father has loved her as an only daughter. She has never lacked anything she wants.

    But she didn¡¯t expect that one day, her secret thoughts would be noticed by a person who had no blood relationship with her.

    When I was with Zhou Hao, he used sweet words to coax him at first, but later he could be dismissed with a random bouquet of roses.

    In fifteen years of love, she has never felt even a single bit of the other person's intentions.

    But only Zhou Ang, who risked his own life for her, could prepare everything with all his heart for her.

    "I forgot to bring in this year's gift." Zhou Ang patted her head, "You sit here for a while, I'll be back in a moment."

    "Yeah." Jiang Yan agreed obediently and sat down on the sofa nearby.

    The rich fragrance of roses surrounded her, gifts one after another were placed in front of her eyes, and tears burst into her eyes again.

    Jiang Yan covered her pounding chest with this extreme tenderness from him. She seemed to be unable to resist it.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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