Sha Ling died that day, leaving an indelible shadow on Mo Shu.
After returning from the cemetery, Mo Shu became very quiet.
Yu Siqiao moved the computer in front of her, leaned in, and said, "I've prepared a little surprise for you."
Mo Shu wasn't too enthusiastic, glanced over, and asked, "What?"
Yu Siqiao said, "Your birthday is in a few days, this will be the first one you celebrate after our marriage, and Mom thinks we should make it grand. So, I had her take care of it."
Mo Shu's response was lackadaisical and predictable, "Hmm, whatever you two decide is fine."
"Once your birthday is over, I'll take you to a ribbon-cutting ceremony."
"Ribbon-cutting?"
"Yes, I've established a foundation in your name to help poor youths in the mountains continue their education," Yu Siqiao said. "You'll just need to go and follow the process."
Mo Shu blinked, and Yu Siqiao leaned over to give her a kiss, "Also, my people have found out something you might find very interesting."
