My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 772: Mo Yinhe’s Birthday 3

Si Mingjing sat playing mahjong, keenly aware of a chilly gaze landing on the back of her head from the living room, sending shivers down her spine.

Si Mingjing turned her head and saw her son sitting at the table, exuding an icy aura. She immediately realized she had offended her son, and rather severely at that.

Suppressing her laughter, she continued playing mahjong.

Mo Yinhe took off his coat, came over, and sat beside her, asking, "Winning or losing?"

Ye Siyuan complained, "Brother, did you ever teach Sister-in-law how to play mahjong? She started by saying she didn’t know how, and I was stupid enough to take her seriously and teach her. Now she’s won a lot of my money, and it’s driving me crazy!"

Mo Yinhe would not side with his own sister but instead supported his wife by retorting, "If you’re not as skilled, who can you blame?"

Ye Siyuan was almost driven to tears by frustration.

Luckily, Si Lisao sent her a consoling red envelope via WeChat. When she opened it and saw the amount, she laughed contentedly. In front of everyone, she delicately planted a loud kiss on Si Lisao’s face, unabashedly.

Mo Yinhe watched, brimming with envy.

Following Si Lisao’s lead, he also sent Si Mingjing a hefty red envelope, awaiting the same treatment.

Si Mingjing opened the red envelope, then...

And then there was no follow-up!

Mo Yinhe grew impatient waiting and pinched her hard on the waist.

Si Mingjing slapped his wayward hand in pain and hissed, "Behave yourself!"

Mo Yinhe was upset and scooped her right up from the chair.

She cried out, "What are you doing?"

Mo Yinhe said nothing and carried her straight upstairs.

What for? Everyone present understood!

Yan Zhenxi took over Si Mingjing’s spot, and everyone continued playing cards.

About an hour later, Ye Xinguang called them to dine at South Garden. Si Mingjing leisurely descended from upstairs. She had changed her clothes, her cheeks were still flushed, and an undeniable sultriness emanated from her.

Mo Yinhe’s steps were even more leisurely. He was like a child who had sneakily indulged in candy, his long strides radiating presumptive pride.

Si Mingjing glanced back at him, thinking, Men, hmph, so typical!

In the evening, everyone went to dine at South Garden.

Ye Xinguang had a lavish dinner prepared to celebrate his son’s birthday and also to mark one year since their reunion.

Not too many guests were invited, just family members. Bai Chuanfeng and Tao Chengzhou were there, along with Zhang Meimei and Ban Chugang. With the addition of several children, one table wasn’t enough, so they split into two.

Si Mingjing had changed into a qipao, highlighting her exquisitely curved figure, alluring yet dignified.

Ye Xinguang nodded repeatedly at the sight, saying, "That qipao looks good, superbly tailored. Where did you have it made? The embroidery looks hand-stitched. I’m going to order one for myself."

The embroidery on the qipao featured a lifelike dragon, much like those found on the robes of ancient emperors, reserved for the most noble, looking regal and elevated, matched with the sapphire on her neck, sparkling brilliantly under the lights.

Sitting down with a graceful smile, Si Mingjing said, "I don’t know, you should ask Yinhe; he just gave it to me."

Mo Yinhe gracefully took his seat beside her, replying, "Mom, I’ll have the designer come over to take your measurements later. Qipaos need to be custom-made."

Si Mingjing turned her head. "Is that so? But I didn’t get measured."

"You need someone else to take your measurements?" Mo Yinhe’s words implied he could measure with his own hands.

Si Mingjing blushed and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Then I’ll have one made for my mom and Master too. The handiwork is indeed good, and the colors are majestic and elegant."

Bai Chuanfeng and Zhang Meimei were also very satisfied with the qipao, so they did not refuse.

Mo Yinhe nodded in agreement. "Okay, I’ll remember that."

Ye Junqing, holding up his cup, said, "Let’s all have a drink to celebrate my daughter-in-law’s one-year return anniversary. It’s a very meaningful day. Sadly, her mother and I were both in Yecheng at that time."

The elder Mrs. Ye was there, and she said, "The first toast should really be to Xiaobai. If it weren’t for that little guy insisting on marrying Mingjing, we might have missed the chance."

The biggest hero was not present tonight, which was somewhat regrettable.

Mo Yinhe said seriously, "Grandma, we wouldn’t have missed it."

The elder Mrs. Ye doused him with cold water, "Come on, when Grandma told you to marry Mingjing, you outright refused. If not for Xiaobai, you might still be a bachelor now. You should really thank my precious great-grandson." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Ye Shen raised his hands to testify, "Right! When I suggested to Brother that he marry her, he kicked me hard!"

Mo Yinhe glared fiercely at Ye Shen. If you can’t speak properly, then just shut your mouth!

Si Mingjing laughed, gently saying to Mo Yinhe, "Even without Xiaobai, I would have gone to find my Demon King. So indeed, we wouldn’t have missed each other, but the reunion might have taken much longer."

Mo Yinhe liked hearing that.

He raised his glass and clinked it with hers.

Everyone raised their glasses together, commemorating the day as one of the most memorable. Starting this year, and for every year to come, it would be a cherished tradition, a mark of its significance.

Ye Shen made a video call to Ye Nianbai, wanting to properly reward him.

Ye Nianbai, on the other end of the video, started wailing, sobbing while yelling, "Today is Little Lord and Jingjing’s first anniversary, and Little Lord couldn’t be there! How is Jingjing supposed to celebrate alone? BOO HOO HOO..."

Mo Yinhe put down his glass with a thud and said sternly into the video, "Jingjing is my woman. You go soak obediently in the Dragon Pond!"

"Dad, you son of a bitch! Today is supposed to be Little Lord and Jingjing’s anniversary, and you’re stealing Little Lord’s woman, then scolding Little Lord! Little Lord is Jingjing’s only cherished Little Milk Dragon, the one who brought Jingjing home!"

The other little dragon whelps at the table, upon hearing this, unanimously humphed, "You’re not the only one!"

Everyone present was torn between laughter and exasperation.

Ye Siyuan asked, "What’s this ’Little Milk Dragon’? Isn’t it supposed to be ’Little Milk Pup’?"

"Little Lord isn’t going to be some damn pup! Little Lord is the Little Milk Dragon!"

This comment sent the whole table into fits of laughter.

Si Mingjing reassured Ye Nianbai through the video. After a while, Ye Nianbai finally dried his tears and, pointing to his soft, tender face, said, "Jingjing, give Little Lord a kiss. Little Lord is upset."

Si Mingjing made a kissing gesture through the video. Ye Nianbai immediately broke into a smile, showing off two rows of small, white teeth, and shared with Si Mingjing, "Jingjing, Little Lord has sent you a gift! It should be arriving soon!"

"What gift?"

Ye Nianbai, acting cute, wouldn’t spill the beans. "It’s a secret! If I tell you, it won’t be a surprise. Jingjing, guess! It’s something I, Fengyin, and Xiangru thought up for several days. Jingjing, you’ll definitely love it!"

Si Mingjing suddenly felt a twinge of excitement.

At this moment, Song Yuan came in with a package, saying, "Your Majesty the Queen, there’s a delivery outside specifically addressed to you."