Suddenly, like a winter wind in the night, Fu Chen's birthday approached quietly.
Song Fengwan didn't know what to give him. Last year, she had made a tassel for his bracelet, so she definitely couldn't give him another one this year. She chose the weekend to go shopping with her roommates.
"Xinyue, what did you give your boyfriend on his birthday?"
"I sent him a birthday wish and gave him a scarf and gloves. I even gave him some chocolates. I ordered a cake, and we went out for a good meal. I don't have much money, so the birthdays are all like this." Hu Xinyue shrugged.
Miao Yating had never had a boyfriend, so she couldn't give any opinion.
"Wanwan, actually, your third brother doesn't lack anything." Ever since Hu Xinyue and Miao Yating found out about Song Fengwan's background, they guessed that Fu Chen wasn't an ordinary person.
"I think so too."
