"Yes ..." "Can you ..." She hesitated. In any case, she could drink a little red wine and a few beers. This foreign wine ... No, I don’t know. There’s no problem in having a drink. In any case, she was currently depressed, so what did it matter if she used the alcohol to dispel her worries?

"Happy Birthday." The corner of his mouth widened into a faint smile. Then, he raised his cup and knocked it against the wine cup in her hand. A clear and melodious sound immediately rang out.

Birthday... Happy?

She Meixin raised her head and looked at Huo Jianji in shock.

"What’s the date today?" She suddenly recalled that it seemed like her birthday was coming up. She took out her cell phone and opened it. It was November 26th. Wasn’t that her birthday? Well, she’d forgotten her birthday, but how did he know?

"You ... How did you know it was my birthday? " After drinking a mouthful of the wine, she choked on the rich aroma of the wine until her tongue became numb. She calmed her breathing and asked.

"You didn’t know you had a filial daughter?" He looked at her in amusement, then drained his glass in one gulp.

Oh, her baby knows about it.

"In the past, our birthdays had always been blessings to each other. When I first gave birth to her, I could hardly remember how long it had been since someone had helped me celebrate my birthday. You don’t know how lovely Darling was when she was first born, I bought a cake and put it in the living room, she couldn’t walk, she crawled around the room, I just went to the kitchen to wash my hands, and I saw him take the cake apart, his fat little paws grabbing the cream and stuffing it into his little mouth, drooling as he stuffed it, that way, cute to death, I took a picture of her and left her to remember. Later, when he was three years old and saw the picture of drooling and eating cream, he would rather die than admit that it was her ... " As He Meixin spoke, she laughed so hard that tears flowed out. As they slid into her mouth, they felt a little salty and bitter ...

She raised her head and drank the wine in the cup. Then, she casually picked up the bottle and poured another cup.

"She likes butter?" Huo Jiabao’s mind was filled with images of He Yunmeng sitting on the living room floor with her bare buttocks covered in cream cake. He couldn’t help but laugh.

"No, that’s probably her first time eating it. Besides, a few months old kid like her knows what’s good and what’s not." Shaking her head, she lowered her head to think before continuing, "Darling doesn’t really like sweet food. She said that eating too much sugar affects one’s IQ."

"No wonder you’re so stupid." Huo Jiabao nodded as he listened.

"What?" She Meixin was stunned. Why was she involved with him again?

"Do you like sweets?" he asked.

"I like it." Nodding, she was very frank.

"Then that’s it." He began to drink again.

He Meixin suddenly understood. Could it be that this was the reason why she was always half a beat slower than others?

Actually, she wasn’t stupid. It was just that occasionally, her brain would slow down a bit. Especially in front of Huo Jianji, the pressure he gave others, especially when facing Huo Jianji, could scare her so much that her head would be tied up.

"Do you know what Darling gave me for my birthday last year?" Whenever he talked about She Yimeng, She Meixin felt like she had an endless stream of topics to talk about.

"What?" Huo Jianji put down the wine cup in his hand and looked at He Meixin with an interested expression.

"A ring, a ring made of dogtail grass. On the side of the road in my little apartment. " She Meixin said as she recalled the scene back then ...

"She told me to close my eyes and put my hand in front of her, and I felt a ring finger around my finger, and when I opened my eyes I saw that it was only a dog-tailed grass ring, and she asked me with her lovely big eyes, ’Mommy, are you happy?’ I said, happy, of course I’m happy. She added, "I watch TV. When boys give rings to girls, girls will be very happy." "She said that although she wasn’t a boy, she loved Mommy just as much as she did, and that she would give me a real ring in the future." As He Meixin spoke to here, her tears started to flow even more violently. She grabbed a wine cup at the side as well and started to drink it herself.

Huojiao quietly listened to her story of He Yunmeng, while she gently pressed her phone, sending a mysterious text message to an unknown person.

"Listening to Yi Meng’s adorable stories from when she was young, don’t you regret that you didn’t grow up with her?" She Meixin asked as she raised her slightly tipsy eyes to look at Huo Jianji.

"Isn’t it too late to start now?" He leaned his back against the sofa and smiled.

"That’s true. From now on, you still have time. Unfortunately, I don’t have many opportunities to see it." As she spoke, her heart was filled with an incomparable grief.

Naturally, he understood the meaning behind her words. He did not deny it, but neither did he admit it. His expression, however, was one of deep contemplation.

"So, you brought me here today to buy me a drink to celebrate my birthday?" she asked when he didn’t speak.

Sure enough, after drinking a bit, his speech became less restrained.

If this was put under her completely awake state, she would not be able to say such words even if she was beaten to death.

Moreover, she would not believe that he would be so kind as to treat her to a drink and celebrate her birthday.

"Seeing that you’ve worked so hard to give birth to my daughter and then raised her to be so cute and smart, it’s not too much to treat you to a drink." He smiled, disapproving.

"However, I must thank you. In all these years, aside from Darling, you are the second person to tell me about my happy birthday." She smiled back. There was no burden in that smile. It was very pure and clean.

In the five years he had with Wu Wei in France, perhaps it was because Wu Wei had only treated her as his employee at the beginning and hadn’t paid much attention to her personal matters, except, of course, the matter of taking care of He Yimeng. Otherwise, with He Meixin’s income at that time, how could he afford to hire a nanny in the United States?

Wu Wei had invested a lot of manpower and financial resources to nurture He Yimeng.

Unfortunately, for the past five years, he had never asked her what her birthday was.

Actually, even if he didn’t ask, She Meixin had written it on her resume. Unfortunately, he had not noticed it. Perhaps, he had noticed it and knew about it. He had even designed some small surprises, but for various reasons, he was unable to achieve them.

As the two chatted, a waiter pushed a delicate cake in front of them.

He Meixin thought she was dreaming. Why would she send a cake at this moment?