Huang Xiaojue was a bit surprised. He had traveled a long way to come home for his birthday, clearly wanting to spend some alone time with Yan Xixi. His mother must have known what he was thinking, and yet she pretended not to, laughing cheerfully, "Son, today is your birthday, but it's also the day I suffered to bring you into this world. Of course, you have to spend this evening talking with us. You've been away on business for so long, we've missed you a lot."
Huang Xiaojue glanced at Yan Xixi. Xixi forced a smile and said, "Yes, today is Xiaojue's birthday. You should spend more time with your parents."
"Okay, let's drive Mom and Dad home first. Come on, Xixi, come down with me."
Without further discussion, he took Yan Xixi's hand and walked towards the parking lot.
