Moments later, Mu Keren saw Huang Qingtian walking towards her with a cake in hand.
The candlelight on the cake softened the sharp features of Huang Qingtian's handsome face.
"How did you know today is my birthday?" Mu Keren asked, her eyes glistening in the candlelight as she looked at Huang Qingtian, feeling a tinge of sourness in her nose.
In fact, she had been in a bad mood all day.
Because, in past years, Mu Weidong would always busily prepare a birthday dinner for her. Almost every year, she would receive a room full of gifts.
In reality, she never cared about the gifts themselves. She cherished the feeling of everyone being around her to celebrate her birthday...
But on this year's birthday, she was not in Beilingzhou. She didn't know if her parents remembered her.
Unexpectedly, there was someone in Nanling State who remembered her birthday.
"Hurry and blow out the candles, it's almost midnight," Huang Qingtian urged her, avoiding the question.
