Chapter 34

Wang Song laughed so hard he couldn’t straighten up.
“Take this socially disabled child back already.”
Su Wan hurried to agree. “Yes, yes, go back now. Don’t let Miaomiao catch a chill from the wind. We won’t disturb your wedding night.”
“Mom… what wedding night?” Xi Siyan rolled his eyes. “Do you think today was the actual wedding?”
“We’re leaving first. Everyone… thanks for tonight.”
Hearing Xi Siyan say thanks, Jing Miao peeked two round eyes out from Xi Siyan’s shoulder and added softly:
“Thank you.”
“Sleepy, baby?” After helping him change and wash up, Xi Siyan held him on the sofa. “Want to go out and count down with everyone later?”
Jing Miao shook his head. “I only want to stay with gege.”
“Okay. Sleep now? Or stay up this once?” Xi Siyan asked.
Jing Miao’s eyes turned. “Will there be fireworks?”
“You like fireworks that much?” Since this year, fireworks were banned in the capital’s urban area. Xi Siyan thought maybe he should fly him here once a month in the future. “Gege isn’t sure tonight, but if you like, we can do fireworks tomorrow night, okay?”
Jing Miao fidgeted with his fingers, at a loss. “Gege, I don’t want to sleep, but I don’t know what to do. I also don’t want to go out and play with them.”
Xi Siyan thought for a moment. “Play games?”
Jing Miao shook his head.
“Watch the Spring Gala? Watch a movie?”
Head shake.
“Hot spring? Go out and watch stars?”
Still shaking.
Then Jing Miao leaned to his ear and whispered, “Sleep with gege?”
Jing Miao immediately shook his head like a rattle drum. “No, no! I don’t want to get tired and fall asleep!”
Xi Siyan smiled and kissed him. “Then what does baby want to do? Gege’s out of ideas.”
Jing Miao hesitated. “That can happen later… I don’t want it now.”
“Mm. Then what do you want now?”
After pretending to hold it in, Jing Miao couldn’t stop feeling sad. “I don’t know. What does gege want?”
“I can just hold you. That’s enough.”
He sniffed lightly and touched the beautiful diamond ring on his hand.
Xi Siyan sensed his mood was off and immediately began coaxing by reflex:
“What’s wrong, baby? About to cry again? Did gege do something wrong? Tell gege, okay?”
Jing Miao lifted his face, grievance all over him:
“Gege gave me fireworks and a ring. But I don’t seem to have any gift for gege.”
“Am I especially useless? I don’t even have money. I prepared nothing.”
Xi Siyan let out a breath of relief and cupped his face.
“Don’t cry, baby. You’re not useless. No one is better than you. You already gave gege the most precious gift.”
You gave me one life.
You gave me a lifetime of happiness.
“Having you is enough. Anything else you give me would waste my feelings.”
“Think about it—if you give me something, do I have to like it? If I like that thing, won’t I have a little less liking left for you? That can’t happen, right?”
“Gege can’t like anything else. Gege can only like you. Right?”
Jing Miao was dazed by this logic.
“Is it like that? Then I…”
“You’re different,” Xi Siyan went on, mock-wronged. “You have lots of energy and overflowing feelings. You can like many things and it won’t reduce your love for me.”
“But gege can’t. My love is only this much. I can’t split it to anything else.”
“Baby is so cruel, trying to gift me things and divide my love for you. You’re stabbing right into gege’s heart. It hurts to death.”
Jing Miao panicked, pressing both hands on Xi Siyan’s chest.
“Then no more gifts! Don’t hurt! Don’t love anything else—only love me!”
Xi Siyan kissed him in satisfaction. “Mm. That’s right.”
“I know what we can do now.”
“What, gege?”
“Let’s seriously discuss our wedding, okay?”
Just then Su Wan’s WeChat message popped up. Xi Siyan glanced at it.
— “Look under the pillow.”
His eyelid twitched.
Please don’t let it be something explicit.
Ever since her ideological breakthrough, Su Wan had become a late-stage fujoshi and was intensely enthusiastic about shipping her sons’ CP.
Xi Siyan stood up and lifted the pillow.
Thankfully, it was only an envelope.
“What is it, gege?”
On the envelope were three characters: “For Miaomiao.”
Xi Siyan handed it over. “From Mom to you. Open it yourself.”
“Oh…” Jing Miao took the envelope, still habitually leaning into Xi Siyan’s arms while opening it slowly.
Inside: one letter, one bank card, and two documents he didn’t understand.
Xi Siyan first unfolded the letter for him. It was short:
“For Miaomiao:
This is Mom and Dad’s wedding gift for you.
We wish you good health, happiness every day,
and everlasting love with gege.”
On the back of the bank card was a six-digit PIN.
Xi Siyan checked mobile banking…
His mom really knew how to operate.
She had set up an account in Jing Miao’s name, transferred in all the money Jing Miao hadn’t taken out of the Xi family, then topped it up to a rounded figure.
Wedding money, done.
“What is it, gege?” Jing Miao leaned in.
Xi Siyan patted his head. “Money from Mom.”
Jing Miao pouted. “I don’t want money. I have gege. Anything I want, gege buys for me.”
Xi Siyan bent down to kiss him. Thinking of how hard Jing Miao once fought for money made his chest ache again. Thankfully, now he had everything.
“Mm. Keep thinking that way forever, Miaomiao. No matter how much others give you, don’t mind it. Having me is enough.”
He opened the first document.
It was an equity transfer authorization.
Xi Siyan’s hand shook.
It was his shares in Su Wan’s company.
Inside was also a note and a lipstick:
“Son, sign.”
He had to admire it—using his own assets to do her social favor. Truly his mother.
Xi Siyan signed quickly, then pointed to another blank space for Jing Miao.
“Baby, sign your name.”
Jing Miao obediently signed, then Xi Siyan held his hand, dabbed lipstick, and pressed his fingerprint.
From a legal standpoint, from now on 8% of Su Wan’s company equity—and its dividends—would shift from Xi Siyan’s name to Jing Miao’s.