Today is his birthday, and all he wanted was for his friends to be happy. It was too much to make Meng Zhaojun go back and complain, but it wasn't good for the family.
Ever since Tang Shunyan had been old enough to understand, he'd always heard his family say to let Meng Zhaojun have her way.
Sometimes he felt indignant, but his nature made him more generous and tolerant, which was why Meng Zhaojun always clung to him, restricting his freedom during his spare time, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Meng Zhaojun was already a bit resentful, and seeing Tang Shunyan's joyful expression, as if he were the one who had won against her, made the boy's smile particularly grating to her eyes.
With such pride in her heart, she defiantly continued with the following words.
