a sniffle, her nose red from the cold. After sneezing, her eyes were glistening as she looked at him, a mix of timidity and suppressed excitement in her gaze.The man dropped a sentence, throwing a key...During dinner time, Huo Mingzheng sat at the head of the table, but because those sitting beside him were elders of the family, he didn't put on airs. Everyone at the table greeted each other.

I almost forgot that Azheng is thirty this year, how are you planning to celebrate his birthday

It was Huo Mingzheng's uncle, the third master of the Huo family, who spoke first.

Only then did the people at the table realize that Huo Mingzheng's birthday was coming up.

Ho Mingzheng poured a glass of wine for his father, "As a grown man, what's there to celebrate on my birthday."

Lord Huo took up his wine glass, "A-Zheng doesn't like birthdays."

In this regard, Cheng Weiqin actually has the right to speak.

Ho Mingzheng was precocious from a young age, even different from other children of his age. Children generally like birthdays, receiving gifts, and blowing out birthday candles, but Ho Mingzheng didn't.

When he was ten years old, she specially arranged a boy-themed birthday party for him, inviting many of his peers. As a result, he kept frowning the whole time, not even showing a smile.

Afterward, she asked him why he wasn't happy about celebrating his birthday. He still frowned and said, "I'm not a monkey. Being made fun of and having people sing 'Happy Birthday' in public is embarrassing."

Cheng Wei-jin was stunned. What kind of train of thought was this

Later on, she understood that her son wasn't putting on a facade; he was shy. But his way of expressing shyness was different from others', by wearing a grumpy face to hide his embarrassment.

Later on, when he grew up, his thoughts were hidden more deeply, and she could no longer tell what it was like when he was shy.

Before, the words offended Huo Siye, Huo Mingzheng's fourth master. This time, he finally found a chance to speak with Huo Mingzheng.

He smiled and said, "Thirty is a very important age, how could we not celebrate Why don't you let me plan your birthday party"

Everyone at the table knew he had upset Huo Mingzheng before, and they all subconsciously looked at Huo Mingzheng's face. No matter how mediocre Huo Siye was, he was still Huo Mingzheng's fourth uncle, so he would give him some face.

However, Huo Mingzheng ignored her and gave Cheng Weijin a dish, saying, "Mom, try this."

Cheng Weiqin calmly picked up a mouthful of the dish, her expression unchanged. She slightly furrowed her brow and said, "Hmm, it's a bit fishy."

When Huo Yuan was drinking a cup of sake, there was a faint smile on his brows.

Fourth Master Huo's face was a bit embarrassed, but he also knew Huo Mingzheng's temper. It was Huo Jingshu who expressed displeasure: "Second brother, our father is speaking to you. He is your elder, are you too arrogant"

Du Xiner tugged at Huo Jingshu's sleeve under the table. Huo Jingshu, overwhelmed with grievances and unable to vent them anywhere, finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

She cried out: "You totally look down on our Fourth House! You don't put my father in your eyes, and you don't even treat me like a sister. You say that Fu Yan is better than me in every way, I think you've been bewitched by Fu Yan! Didn't you already have your eyes set on her That's why you're keeping the Fifth House!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the restaurant fell silent.

Everyone looked at Huo Mingzheng's face, including Cheng Weijin and Second Master Huo.

The former wore an expression of excitement, while the latter looked calm and composed.

"Master Huo frowned, "Jing Shu, what nonsense are you talking about Even if Fu Yan is your Fifth Uncle's daughter, she and Aze are cousins. How could it be like you said!"

Huo Jing Shu cried as she said, “I am his cousin, but he protects Fu Yan everywhere. Don’t think I don’t see through you, he fired me from Huo Shi just to give Fu Yan a breath of fresh air.”him all along, suddenly snatched them back."Give it back to me!"Ho Mingzheng agilely moved the paper window aside, Fu Yan rushed forward, her hands propping up against the back of the sofa. Perhaps be...