He stomped back into his bedroom. Shen Qianshu sliced a mouthful of cake and saw that Ye Ling did not touch his cake at all. "Master, are you not eating?"
"It's too sweet."
Shen Qianshu sliced a mouthful and tried to feed him. She smiled happily at him and said, "It's your birthday after all. You need to take a bite at least."
Ye Ling looked at her, deep in his thoughts. Just when Shen Qianshu thought that he would push her away, he opened his mouth and finished it.
Little Tong Hua walked out from his room, sat on the goat fur carpet in the living room, and threw a card at Ye Ling. "Your present."
The little card was dug out from god knows where, and he skillfully drew a big devil king, one with long fangs on it. He also scrawled 'Happy Birthday' across the card and then threw it to Ye Ling. His actions were totally perfunctory.
"Ungrateful person!" Ye Ling coldly mumbled.
