The two children were already used to it, so they simply followed Aunt Sang and the others to eat.
Zhao Lan looked at the two children and smiled. "They're as beautiful as their mom."
She was sincerely complimenting them. After all, although Mo Shen liked Jiang An, Jiang An already had Zou Bai. There was nothing to worry about.
Jiang An's eyes curved into crescents when she heard someone compliment her children. She shared the same illness as all mothers — thinking that her children were the cutest in the world.
At this moment, Mo Shen said, "I've already prepared the children's gifts. I can send them over on their birthday."
Zhao Yan, who was eating, looked up. "When is their birthday?"
Jiang An replied, "It's their birthday in a week."
Zhao Yan hurriedly said, "Then I can attend the two children's birthday banquet."
"We don't plan to hold a birthday banquet," Zou Bai said coldly. "It's just a family meal."
