On Xia Fanxing's birthday, Mu Hanchen's first love returned from studying abroad.

Before the whole Mu Family, he left her to pick up Liang Chuchu from the airport.

Xia Fanxing instantly became the laughingstock of both the Xia Family and the Mu Family.

"Hahaha, I told you, in my cousin's heart, the most important woman is Chuchu, not this despicable woman who'd do anything to marry into a wealthy family."

"Exactly, thinking that just because she got into Hanchen's bed, she could secure her place as the mistress of the Mu Family. What a joke, as if she doesn't know her own status."

The Mu Family is the leading consortium aristocratic family in the country.

Mu Hanchen is the youngest president in the history of Mu Group.

Yet his wife is none other than Xia Fanxing, from an ordinary family.

The relatives of the Mu Family looked down on Xia Fanxing, believing that she used despicable methods to marry Mu Hanchen.

Xia Fanxing lowered her head, staring at the cake in front of her that was almost melting, lost in thought.

On the other hand, the Xia Family felt that Xia Fanxing had lost face.

Especially her parents, who even blamed her for not being capable of holding onto a man.

"Xia Fanxing, how many times have I told you? Have a child with Mu Hanchen early. But you just won't listen. It's been three years since you got married, and there's been no sign of a pregnancy. No wonder he doesn't want you and goes looking for other women!"

"You've lost all respect for your father and me. Celebrate your broken birthday by yourself. Our Xia Family can't afford to lose this face!"

Seeing that Xia Fanxing's parents had left, the others felt no need to stay.

They were only there out of respect for Mu Hanchen in the first place.

Soon, what was once a lively table was left with only Xia Fanxing.

Xia Fanxing slowly lifted her hand and took bites of the ice cream mango cake in front of her.

It was sweet and delicious, ordered by Mu Hanchen.

He was the one who cut the first piece of cake for her.

She was happy.

Too bad she was allergic to mangoes.

The one who loved mangoes was Liang Chuchu.

After eating the cake, Xia Fanxing then dumped all the food she had worked hard to prepare into the garbage bin.

If he didn't love it, she wouldn't make it anymore.

She returned to her room alone, took an allergy pill, and fell asleep.

In a state between dreaming and waking, someone called her name.

Who is it?

So annoying!

Xia Fanxing waved her hand dismissively and said irritably, "Don't call me, it's so noisy!"

As expected, the annoying voice stopped.

But then she suddenly felt so thirsty that she had to get up to find water to drink.

Upon reaching the living room downstairs and turning on the light, she saw a figure sitting on the sofa, giving her a start.

In the dim light, the man's features were even more defined. His eyes weren't looking at her, but Xia Fanxing could still feel a chill emanating from him.

And on the finger that held the wine glass, he wore a black diamond ring that was glaringly sinister!

It was the exclusive symbol of the Mu Family's young master.

Clutching her chest, Xia Fanxing frowned and asked, "When did you get back?"

The man raised his eyes that were like deep pools, his gaze cold and piercing as he looked at her, "When you said I was noisy."

Xia Fanxing felt a bit awkward; who would have thought he would come back in the middle of the night, not to sleep but to call out her name?

"Is there something you need?"

Mu Hanchen's long fingers tapped lightly on the table, where a delicate gift box lay, "Your birthday gift."

After a glance at the clock on the wall, seeing it past one in the morning, Xia Fanxing showed no interest in the belated birthday gift, "Thanks, just leave it there."

Mu Hanchen, dissatisfied with Xia Fanxing's indifferent manner, said with a touch of coldness, "Aren't you going to open it? Chuchu said any girl would like it."

It's Liang Chuchu again!

Such an annoying name.

Xia Fanxing kept a cool face, "Oh, if Liang Chuchu likes it, then give it to her. I don't need it."

Mu Hanchen's face was expressionless, but his voice carried a sliver of chill, "What are you implying, Xia Fanxing?"

He had kindly given her a birthday gift and she still thought he had made a mistake?