Amidst the joyous singing of "Happy Birthday," Qin Xiaoran cut the first slice of cake for Qin Fang, and the second was meant for Pei Yu, who she knew wouldn't touch it, so she handed it directly to Shen Zhiyi.
With a playful wink, she said, "Sister Zhiyi, I received your gift, but Brother Pei Yu, why didn't you prepare one for me?"
Pei Yu just picked up another glass of wine, his eyes and brows appearing indifferent under the cold white light, tapping his fingertip against the rim of the glass twice, "Family doesn't give two presents."
He lowered his eyes lazily, "If it's too little, wait for New Year's—I'll make it up to you."
A sound of broken glass came from the crowd. Unsure of who it was, Qin Xiaoran was first taken aback, then quickly laughed, "Alright, then I'll wait for Brother Pei Yu's New Year gift."
