Fu Man's complexion became increasingly unsightly, even somewhat deathly pale. The dignity she had been desperately clinging onto could easily be ripped to shreds by her two daughters.
She even sneaked a glance at Han Jin's face, confirming he was indeed within the same age bracket.
"Lu Mian, we kindly came to visit you, and even wanted to celebrate your birthday with you. I had no idea that you would be such a person..."
Lu Xinnuan spoke excitedly, but received no response from Sheng Zijin for a long time. She turned back to Sheng Zijin with anticipation, expecting praise or even for her to make a decision.
However, when she looked again, she noticed Sheng Zijin's usually gentle face had turned rigid, even a bit pale.
She gave a reminder, "Sister Sheng..."
Sheng Zijin struggled to return to reality, no longer hearing her. Looking at the man opposite, she called uncertainly, "Uncle Han Jin?"
