"Happy birthday~"
"Happy birthday~"
In the midst of everyone's applause and well-wishes, Shen Qingxi's face turned slightly red as she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, bowed her head, and blew out with force.
"Cut the cake, cut the cake!"
The people around her urged impatiently.
"Wait a minute, all of you! What's the hurry?"
Shen Qingxi picked up the cake knife and cast a somewhat helpless glance at the rowdy classmates around her, finally resting her gaze on Cheng Xuefei who was making a call in the distance.
"Senior sister! It's time to cut the cake!"
"Shhh—!"
Cheng Xuefei placed her finger on her lips, signaling them to not shout, but it was no use.
Everyone was very excited, especially a few male classmates present who all had looks of both anticipation and reserve, and even some slight hostility towards each other.
Who would be the first to receive a piece of cake personally cut by Miss Shen? It was a question worth pondering.
