"Guoguo, where's brother?"
"Here!"
"Give the phone to brother."
"Oh."
Guoguo obediently handed the phone to Pei Ziheng in front of her.
Pei Ziheng received the phone with one hand and scooped his sister into his arms with the other before he spoke into the receiver, "Mom."
"Son, happy birthday!"
Shen Mingzhu had been eager to talk to Pei Ziheng just so she could say this.
Today was Pei Ziheng's ninth birthday.
"Did you get the gift mom prepared for you?"
Pei Ziheng glanced down at Guoguo, who was playing with a pager as if it were a toy, a smile in his eyes, "Mm, I got it, thank you, mom."
"Honey, I'm sorry, I promised to make you a birthday cake. I'll make it up to you when I get back, okay?"
"Mom, it's alright, you're busy with work. Take good care of yourself."
Pei Yang finished cleaning up the dining table and came over, hands on his hips, "Are you done? Pass me the phone when you're done."
Pei Ziheng glanced at him, "Guoguo hasn't spoken to mom yet."