Ye Xinguang had already arranged the specifics for the birthday banquet. She handed the detailed procedure to Si Mingjing, saying, "Take a look. Is there anything that needs to be changed?"
Si Mingjing glanced over it casually and said, "Mom, everything looks good. You've gone to a lot of trouble. I've never had such a grand birthday before. Back on Prison Star, my master would just cook me a bowl of longevity noodles."
Hearing this, Ye Xinguang felt a pang of sorrow. "From now on, we'll celebrate your birthday in a big way every year."
Si Mingjing felt a warmth spread through her heart.
Bo Fengyin plucked a blade of wild grass, dangled it from his mouth, and said with a knowing air, "Mom, this little dragon has prepared a birthday gift for you!"
"What birthday gift?"
"It's a secret," Bo Fengyin said playfully. "It will be a surprise for Mom then."
Ye Nianbai declared, not to be outdone, "Jingjing, this young master has also prepared a birthday gift for you!"
