"Young Master, this is..." Nia looked at the cake on the plate.
"Nia, this is the cake that my family bought for my birthday today. The rest have already been distributed to other nurses. I'll keep a piece for you." Zayn's voice was as gentle as a feather. "I specially left it for you. I told you to come over."
No one had ever thought so highly of themselves.
Nia's eyes were a little hot...
"It's just right now. I'm eating the cake Nia made. Nia, you should also eat my birthday cake," Zayn said.
Nia looked at the cake on the plate and did not move.
"Nia?"
"..." Nia raised her head, blinked her slightly wet eyes, and nodded with a smile. "Okay, thank you, Young Master."
Zayn looked at her. "Nia, why aren't you eating?"
"Oh? I..." Nia picked up the plate. "I think it's a token of Young Master's love.
Can I take it back for dinner?"
Zayn was stunned. She didn't understand what was so good about bringing back a piece of cake, but she still nodded. "Of course.
