Rebirth: CEO's Sweetheart Reaches the Life Pinnacle!
Chapter 134 - 131: Speaking from the Heart

Chapter 134: Chapter 131: Speaking from the Heart

"What’s this?" Li Si and Leng Mochen curiously looked at Mrs. Leng.

Mrs. Leng smiled warmly, "This is a blessed emerald bracelet that I got from Wutai Mountain. Ever since your accident, I’ve been praying and making wishes every single day. From now on, I have no other extravagant hopes—just that you can live a peaceful and healthy life! If you like it, you can wear it daily; it might bring you some luck!"

Only those who have been through life and death can understand that feeling of giving up everything for the chance that your loved one survives. After speaking, Mrs. Leng seemed emotional, and Leng Mochen quietly accepted the bracelet.

Li Si watched the scene and felt a pang of envy for Leng Mochen. This was pure, selfless motherly love. Thinking of Tian Yaruo, she could only sigh inwardly.

"Li Si, I’m so happy to have come this time and to see my son healthy again—that matters more than anything! I hope you two will get along well, and aim to get married soon and give me a grandson! That would truly fulfill the wishes of our family!" Mrs. Leng affectionately pulled Li Si’s hand and spoke sincerely.

Li Si’s face reddened, "Auntie, we will!"

"Also, if I may say another thing, this afternoon I could see that the Yan family’s son and daughter-in-law genuinely want to adopt you as their goddaughter. From every angle, it seems to be a good thing! Since you’ve agreed, you should get along well with them. Regarding transferring schools to Beijing—why don’t you and Mochen discuss it together? If you do transfer, wouldn’t it make your lives and careers more convenient?"

Mrs. Leng was earnest in her advice. Indeed, with Mo Si Company headquartered in North City, it seemed limited; moving to the nation’s capital would provide greater opportunities for growth and influence.

Leng Mochen mulled it over for a moment, "Sweetheart, what do you think? If you want to transfer to Beijing, we’ll go!"

Li Si found herself under the heat of two gazes. Her mind was in chaos as she weakly replied, "I don’t know... I feel so lost about the future. Does transferring or not transferring really matter so much? I..."

Leng Mochen understood the hidden feelings behind her words and reassured her, "Alright, sweetheart, let’s not think about that right now. Isn’t it the birthday? Aren’t we singing a birthday song?"

Li Si stuck out her tongue, blaming herself for being so absorbed in her own thoughts that she had neglected the birthday boy. "Of course we’ll sing! Auntie, shall we sing together?"

"Alright! Oh, Mochen, Mom wishes you a happy birthday! Good health! Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." Mrs. Leng wiped her teary eyes as she sang with emotion.

It’s often said that a child’s birthday is a mother’s day of suffering. Back then, giving birth to him was so difficult, and in the blink of an eye, her son had grown up so much. From now on, she decided not to interfere in anything anymore; she just wanted him to be happy!

Li Si joined Mrs. Leng and sang together. The two clapped their hands as they sang the birthday song for him.

Leng Mochen watched Li Si with affectionate eyes. His sweetheart had grown up!

After dinner, Mrs. Leng made an excuse about being tired and heading back to the hotel to rest, leaving space for the couple to spend time together.

Leng Mochen and Li Si decided to head home to discuss matters further.

When Jiang Feng had finished escorting Mrs. Leng back, he drove the two of them back to the villa before going off duty.

In the living room, Leng Mochen held her hand as they sat on the sofa. He couldn’t help but ask, "What exactly is going on?"

Li Si chuckled bitterly, "Sigh, she wants to adopt me as her goddaughter. At first, your mom didn’t agree, and of course, I didn’t either. I thought that matter was over, but as they chatted further, it turned out they knew each other’s elders. Seems the Yan family’s father knew your grandfather! After that, your mom persuaded me to agree, and honestly, I couldn’t find the words to refuse at that moment."

Leng Mochen nodded, "Agreeing isn’t a big deal. If you want to keep in touch, you can; if not, you don’t have to! But why did transferring to Beijing come up?"

"It was brought up during dinner by the Yan family, though I’m sure it was her suggestion! Mochen, tell me—I’m already a junior in college; can I really transfer schools now? This is the first time I’ve ever heard of such a thing!" Li Si asked him with curiosity, her face scrunching up slightly.

Leng Mochen tenderly pulled her into his arms, his hand softly rubbing her smooth face. "It’s happened before, but it’s rare! Do you want to transfer? Hmm?" Their gazes locked, and his attention briefly drifted to her slightly pouting lips, his eyes darkening.

Li Si was too engrossed in her own thoughts to notice his shift. "Honestly, I kind of want to go... but I’m also scared to go!"

Tian Yaruo’s sudden visit had stirred the calmness in her heart. She felt conflicted and torn—on one hand longing for care and motherly love, and on the other fearing to be hurt again.

"I understand! Then follow your true feelings. Whether you go or stay doesn’t matter as much as what makes you happy! Sweetheart, have you missed me? Hmm?" Leng Mochen leaned in and placed a small, tender kiss on her smooth forehead, his voice low and enchanting.

"What are you doing?! You bad guy, I’m discussing serious matters, and you keep kissing me!" Li Si unhappily covered her forehead where the warmth of his kiss still lingered.

"What’s wrong with me kissing you? You’re my girlfriend—if I don’t kiss you, should I go kiss someone else? Hmm?" The more she resisted, the more amused he felt. He leaned closer again, boldly capturing her slightly parted lips and kissed her deeply, savoring the moment.

"Mmm... mmm..." Li Si initially struggled like a kitten scratching in vain. Gradually, she lost her strength to resist. Besides, this was the man she loved kissing her—why resist? Realizing this, she switched tactics and playfully teased him, evading him within the kiss.

Leng Mochen’s breathing grew heavier and heavier. He knew that if he continued, he might lose his ability to control himself. Sweetheart was a conservative girl, and it was too early for that.

He forcibly suppressed his inner turmoil and let her go. "Have you missed me? Hmm?"

Li Si nodded blankly, her eyes shimmering as she gazed at him, afraid to say she hadn’t missed him. Doing so might invite another surprise attack.

Leng Mochen couldn’t take it anymore and pulled her tightly into his arms again, stroking her hair and whispering with a hint of frustration, "You little demon, you’re driving me crazy. What am I going to do with you? Hmm?"

Li Si burst into laughter, tears streaming from her eyes. The iconic "little demon" line—it’s a classic from CEO romance novels! The influence of cheesy novels instantly made her snap out of the mood.

Leng Mochen smiled helplessly, "What’s so funny about what I said to make you laugh like this?"

"Hahaha... oh, nothing! I just remembered something funny, don’t mind me!" She waved her hand as she spoke, unable to stop chuckling.

"You, what am I going to do with you!" He tapped her forehead gently with affection shining in his gaze.

Li Si adjusted her slightly messy long hair and grew serious again. "Mochen, do you think, for the sake of Mo Si Company, I should agree to transfer?"

"Since when did you become selfless for the company? Really didn’t see that coming!" Leng Mochen teased. A girl who usually had no interest in company matters suddenly making sacrifices? Highly doubtful!

"Honestly, I don’t hate the idea of transferring. I’d just feel reluctant to leave Shasha and Jiang Fan. I’m afraid of facing a completely unfamiliar environment and not fitting in," Li Si finally confided softly, the worries she’d kept hidden now revealed.

"That’s not really an issue. Even if you don’t want to leave them, you’ll only have half a semester left together! Senior year is for internships—you two would hardly spend time together then. Or even if you do, it’s not guaranteed you’ll work at the same place! Sweetheart, there’s no banquet that doesn’t eventually end—it’s only a matter of time."

Leng Mochen gently ran his fingers through her silky hair, patiently analyzing the situation for her. (To be continued. If you enjoy this story, please visit Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly support. Mobile users can go to m.qidian.com to read.)