C1 Birthday

Other children's birthdays were usually held in luxurious places like hotels or KTV, but she could only silently wish them a happy birthday.

Yes, today was her eighteenth birthday.

Her name was Hee Yi, and she had grown up in an orphanage. Even now, there was still no one who could adopt her.

"Happy Birthday, Hee Yi." She was smiling, but the curve of her lips was a little desolate.

Ever since she was young, her wish had always been the same, that someone would adopt her and rescue her from this place. No one knew what kind of life she was leading — every day with the dirty, the food with spittle spat by other children, the drinking water, the children peeing in the cups, the bedclothes with the dead rats grabbed by the naughty children, the nice clothes cut into pieces by them, the mountain of garbage thrown out by them in the snow and ice …

The days repeated themselves like this. In the end, the wish she made did not come true, so this time, she did not plan on making any birthday wishes, because she knew that no matter how much desire she had, no matter how sincere she felt, it would not come true.

"Hee Yi, HappyBirthday ~ ~" Suddenly, her vision went black, and a pair of hands covered her vision. Immediately afterwards, a gentle voice sounded by her ear.

Hee Yi smiled and stretched out her hand to pull the hand in front of her.

The person who spoke was her good friend — Xu Jiao. Like her, Xu Jiao grew up here. The only difference was that Xu Jiao knew who her parents were, and why they were here.

"Are you sure you don't want to make a wish?"

Hee Yi shook her head, "If it can't be a wish, then what's the use of giving it back? It will only make you sad. "

"Who said it? Who knows, maybe your wish will come true this time. Make one, just think it's for me?" Hee Yi was still unwilling to part with Xu Jiao's pleading gaze.

"Well, for your sake."

She clasped her hands together and murmured something, sincerely praying that her wish would come true.

As she was about to blow out the candle, she noticed that the dean was running towards her in a flustered manner.

"Xu Jiao, run! The dean's here!"

Hee Yi and Xu Jiao split up and left, but in the end, she was caught by the Dean and reprimanded by him.

"Why are you running? Can I eat you? "Come, come with me to change clothes. Someone is here to pick you up!"

Someone came to pick her up?

This question lingered in her mind, but she didn't say it aloud. She only watched the dean change into clean clothes, clean her messy hair, and hide the dirt in her fingernails as he tied a ponytail around her.

The clothes were very pretty. They were custom-made and of a high quality. She was dressed like an exquisite wooden doll.

"Dean, who is the person who came to pick me up?" Hee Yi couldn't help but ask.

"The famous Mr. Dong of Beicheng."

Mr. Dong? Who is it?

She seemed to remember Xu Jiao mentioning someone to her. Coincidentally, his surname was also Dong, and he frequently appeared in the financial news, business newspapers, and occasionally in the entertainment section.

She was both confused and expectant. When she followed the dean out of the orphanage, she saw rows and rows of luxury cars that could only be seen on television. It was a spectacular sight.

The first person to enter Hee Yi's line of sight was a tall and straight black figure with his back facing her.

He was standing at that place, proud and aloof like a king. The subordinates beside him were all extremely respectful towards him.

They respectfully called him — Mr. Dong.

"Mr. Dong, I brought Hee Yi over for you." The dean subconsciously spoke out. Then, she saw that the back figure moved and was about to turn around.