"Hello, handsome man. Nice to meet you!" said Jiu Jiu.
Su Ruowan corrected her, "Jiu Jiu, call him uncle."
Li Muchen nodded at Su Ruowan, then shouted to Jing Yanxi, "Come up here!"
Jing Yanxi held the crumpled birthday invitation card and reluctantly went upstairs.
Su Ruowan sat on the sofa, holding Jiu Jiu's soft hands. Her heart was filled with worry towards Jing Yanxi. Although Li Muchen looked much kinder than Jing Muchen, just now...
After a while, Jing Yanxi went back downstairs. With drooping shoulders, he walked towards Su Ruowan listlessly and said, "Wan Wan... on my birthday, I'll pick Jiu Jiu up at your house. If you have something to do, just go ahead."
Sadness surged up from the bottom of Su Ruowan's heart when she saw the depressed look on Jing Yangxi's face. She reached out her hand and stroked his black hair gently.