The banquet was more than halfway through, and Ji Rou'en nudged Ye Qingxing, who was sitting next to her.
Ye Qingxing pursed her lips and stood up with her wine glass in hand: "Brother Yu Xun, Sister A Jiang, I wish you both a happy birthday. May you have such a day every year, and a great time every moment."
Bo Yujiang raised her glass and nodded her head with a slight smile.
Ye Qingxing's eyes fell on Bo Yuxun's face, looking tense, and she couldn't help but grip her wine glass tighter.
Bo Yuxun poured a cup of tea for himself, made a slight gesture, and didn't look at Ye Qingxing, before drinking the tea in one gulp.
Ye Qingxing's eyes showed a trace of disappointment as she sat down with her wine glass.
The man sat next to Granny Bo, everyone enjoyed the feast, but as the birthday boy, his face didn't show any trace of happiness. Although he appeared to be sitting among the crowd, he seemed detached from the festivities, exuding an indescribable coldness.
