Chen En's birthday was spent joyfully.
He didn't invite many children, and his best friend was Chuchu, so he played with her all day.
When Qu Zhi came to pick Chuchu up at night, Chuchu was already playing like crazy. She and Chen En played on the garden swing, read comics, and drew. She had long since did not want to leave.
Chen En's Mother had invited her to stay for dinner, and she had almost agreed. She would have agreed long ago if she hadn't glanced at her mother and seen her blink secretly.
As soon as Qu Zhi entered the house, she couldn't help but sigh. This villa looked extraordinary from the outside, not to mention the inside.
A full set of Western-style furniture and an open layout. Once you entered, it was like you were in a castle. The classical atmosphere hit you in the face, and you could tell at a glance that the owner was definitely not an ordinary person.
