"Today is your birthday."
Staring at Mengmeng, who was anticipating eating the cake, Zhang Han could not help laughing. He stretched out his hands, pinched Mengmeng's pink and tender cheek, and smiled as he said, "This is the first time that Papa has celebrated your birthday. I also made the cake specifically for you. You can eat more cake today. By the way, I wish you a happy birthday, Mengmeng!"
Zi Yan also said smilingly, "Happy Birthday, babe!"
Zi Qiang and Xu Xinyu also said, "Happy Birthday, Mengmeng."
"Well???"
Mengmeng was stunned and even forgot to blink her big eyes.
It was not until two seconds later that the little girl came to her senses and her big eyes got bright all of a sudden.
"Is it my birthday? Mengmeng's birthday?"
Zhang Han smiled and said, "Yes, it is your birthday."
"It is Mengmeng's birthday! My birthday! Ah! It is my birthday! Hohoho
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Sun Dongheng had participated in such gatherings many times. He could easily tell that these people present were not very intimate. Sun Dongheng just ignored what the lady with the ponytail said. However, the lady continued finding faults. She squinted at Sanpang, smirked and said, "Sanpang, why are you always talking so cluelessly? If you want to introduce a friend, just introduce him. You don't have to lie that he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Besides, everyone her now was also. What's more, would a silver-spooned person livestream all day?" Her words made Sanpang a little unhappy. So he frowned and said, "Why do I always have to encounter you? I don't want to talk to you. Don't bother me here." "What? You brought him to our private room. Can't I say anything about it?" The lady with the ponytail fought back. This made many people present ready to rubberneck.
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"I must be dreaming!" Zhou Xiaohui groaned. When he turned a corner, he met a long motorcade line and couldn't move forward anymore. Looking at another long line of cars following his own, Zhou Xiaohui smacked the steering wheel and shouted, "There are only two streets to go! Why is there a traffic jam here?" "Normally, there can't be so many cars here at this time. Maybe there is a traffic accident?" Chen Man shook his head and said, "There are more and more private cars nowadays, as well as stupid drivers. During the National Day holiday, when I drove from East Ring Road to the exhibition center in the West District, I saw five traffic accidents." "It's a normal phenomenon since society is developing at high speed." Zhou Xiaohui rubbed his hands together and said helplessly, "I'm worried that if we are late, Jiang Tongtong will complain about Elder Fu once again in front of all the guests. When she did so last time, Old Fu wa
The whole room heard the voice. All the guests fell silent. They were stunned. "They are not troubles at all?" "Who is it?" "Who dares to say that?" "Doesn't he want to live?" They all saw Wei Zhaodong's expression. And they knew that Sun Dongheng had already lost the last chance to negotiate with him. "Swish, swish, swish!" Everyone in the room began searching for the owner of that voice. They wondered who dared to provoke Wei Zhaodong. Bai Jing was the only one present in a higher position than Wei Zhaodong. Even Wei Zhaodong was surprised when he heard the voice. He was soon filled with anger. His face darkened as his eyes ran down the room. "Who is it?" Everyone was looking around in confusion. After a few seconds...