Chapter 7: It's Actually Cold

“Hehe, Fei'er, today is your birthday, how could Papa forget!” The man said with a smile, though he was breaking a sweat in his heart; fortunately, his reaction had been quick.

How could Fei'er not see exactly what was going on!

“Where’s my gift? Where is the gift you prepared?” Fei'er’s face remained gloomy.

“Oh, the gift is with your mother. When we get back, she’ll give it to you!”

“Hmph!” Fei'er turned her head away angrily.

Seeing this, the man shook his head helplessly. This woman was good at everything, except for her tendency to throw little tantrums!

“Alright, alright, Papa will listen to you, okay? Don't be unhappy anymore.”

The man smiled warmly, his presence as soothing as a spring breeze in February, warming Fei'er's heart.

“Yay! Dad, you're the best!” Fei'er rushed in front of the man and gave him a big hug.

The man was somewhat caught off guard by the sudden intimacy, appearing a bit flustered. He couldn't help but fall into a sense of melancholy; he had always been too busy with work, and his care for his wife and child was truly too little. He had really forgotten his daughter's birthday just now. He truly wanted to punch himself a couple of times—how could he forget such an important day? Fortunately, he remembered in time. *Sigh! I must love them well in the future.*

Having made up his mind, a knowing smile appeared at the corners of the man's mouth.

However, sometimes fate is just that ruthless! While you still have the chance to give love to certain people, you must love them well; perhaps the next second could be a permanent parting in life or death!

However, sometimes fate is just that ruthless! While you still have the chance to give love to certain people, you must love them well; perhaps the next second could be a permanent parting in life or death!

“Dad, let's go home quickly, Mom is waiting for us!”

Fei'er interrupted the man's contemplation.

“Okay, Papa will tidy things up and then we'll go home. It'll be quick!”

The man patted Fei'er's head. Fei'er gave him a big smile, and the man turned around to organize the documents on the desk.

Watching his busy figure, Fei'er pouted her beautiful, sexy little lips, wondering how much longer she would have to wait! Why was it always like this? It seemed as if work was more important than her and her mother.

“Sigh! Boring, so boring!” Fei'er muttered to herself.

Fei'er began to wander through the research institute's hall to see if there was anything fun to look at.

“Eh? What's this? What a beautiful box!”

In a corner, Fei'er discovered a small, exquisite silver box that looked a bit old! The lock on it seemed to have already been opened by a researcher.

Fei'er's curiosity was instantly piqued by this little object! She had been to this research institute many times, and her father had told her many times not to touch anything here! But that silver box seemed to possess an infinite magic; Fei'er felt that in this instant, she was somewhat losing control of herself. She wanted to open it too much!

Fei'er's hands slowly approached the box, and as she slowly opened it, a burst of blue light rushed toward her. Fei'er instinctively shielded herself. At that exact moment, a dark shadow appeared behind Fei'er!

“Fei'er, watch out!”

Fei'er's father suddenly turned his head and saw this scene, and then, he lunged forward recklessly!

“Fei'er, quickly, close the box!”

Faced with such a situation, Fei'er's reaction was still very fast! Without having time to look back, she reached to close the box, but it seemed everything was too late. A pair of slender, fair hands snatched the bead out!

From some unknown source of courage, Fei'er grabbed those hands, seemingly wanting to snatch the bead back.

When she touched those hands, heaven knows how much fear was in Fei'er's heart. Those hands were actually ice-cold!