April towards the end of the month.
Song Yanxi celebrated her twenty-eighth birthday.
The two had known each other from a very young age, then became acquaintances, and eventually lovers, holding hands on this journey together.
From youth until they were no longer young.
The entire process spanned sixteen years.
Some say that it takes a five-hundred-year passing glance to exchange for a lifetime of marital fate.
Whether it's true or not, Chen Pingsheng and Song Yanxi had already walked through life's springtime side by side.
Up to now, they even had two children.
A woman at twenty-eight, even if she didn't want to make a fuss, her status was there for all to see.
Countless people came to attend her birthday banquet.
The birthday was not held at home, but at the top private club on She Mountain.
The place was also named "Cloud."
Early in the morning, Zhang Sitong changed into a new cocktail dress she had bought.
