It was noon; a luxurious meal.
The ingredients on the table were almost all top-notch delicacies.
Su Cha had never seen some of them before.
She clicked her tongue and sighed as she stretched her chopsticks diligently.
Although it was Bo Muyi's birthday, everyone ate quietly. Occasionally, the old lady would talk to Zong Bingyi.
After the birthday meal, Tan Jinsui and Zong Yanxiu were about to leave. Su Cha smiled and said, "There's still a cake tonight. Remember to come over."
Tan Jinsui smiled and joked, "Can we put the cake on the birthday boy's face?"
Su Cha said directly, "You can try. Before the cake reaches his face, you will probably be thrown out by the secret guards."
Tan Jinsui: "…"
This was indeed something Bo Muyi could do.
He was just saying it casually. After all, such a scary thing was never meant to happen.
