"Stupid."
Upon hearing this, He Sijiao and Zhou Yu turned their heads in unison, cursing in chorus.
Chen Yuan, who was originally clueless, was so aggrieved he was nearly shedding tears, so he looked to Zhou Fu, hoping to receive some comfort from this sincere person.
Then, Zhou Fu hurriedly waved her hands laughing, explaining, "Siwen, don't get it wrong, they weren't talking about you, haha."
"?" Chen Yuan.
It's not, even you?
He Sijiao, Zhou Yu, Zhou Fu, you big dummies!
"So it's..." After taking a round of scolding from everyone, Chen Yuan asked Tang Siwen with some confusion, "Whose birthday is it then?"
Tang Siwen, with a plastic fork in her mouth, looked at Chen Yuan, paused for a moment, and then said, "My mommy's."
"Oh, it's mommy's birthday..."
Wait a second.
Your mom's birthday and you invite her ex-husband over?
Are you as stupid as me, Tang Siwen!
