1239 Did You Forget Something?
Jian Ai was following Wu Bi. Feeling Brother Wu Bi’s gaze on her, Jian Ai turned to look at him in surprise and asked, “What’s wrong, Brother Wu Bi? Have I become beautiful?”
When Wu Bi heard this, he smiled and said, “I feel that you’re empty-handed. Have you forgotten something?”
Jian Ai said without thinking, “My mother doesn’t let us buy gifts for her birthday. It’s your first time here, so you don’t know. Uncle Wu knows!”
“Yes, your Auntie Mei doesn’t like this. She never lets us give gifts. We just have a meal together to have fun,” Wu Shaoqi explained when he heard Jian Ai’s words.
Wu Bi’s smile deepened. He blinked at Jian Ai. Although he said nothing, his expression was meaningful.
Jian Ai was stunned for a moment before thinking of something.
Oh my, she had yet to give away the suit she had bought for Brother Wu Bi.
Jian Ai’s face turned red. “Brother, I bought it, but I forgot this time!”
“You promised me last time that you would give it to me the next time we meet,” Wu Bi pretended to be unhappy.
“Oh, my brain hasn’t been working well recently. Give me another chance. How about this? I’ll ask you out for a meal alone next week. I’ll give you something ceremonial then,” Jian Ai quickly said.
Wu Bi smiled and nodded reluctantly. “Alright, I’ll give you another chance!”
Jian Ai smiled obsequiously, but she couldn’t help but mutter in her heart. Could it be that her memory had deteriorated? Why did she always forget things? She could forget about the car company and the gift she had bought.
No, she had to eat more dried fruits to nourish her brain!
Everyone was at home today. As soon as Jian Ai and the rest entered the house, it instantly became lively.
“Oh, you guys came too early.” Wang Yunmei also smiled in surprise. “From the looks of it, we still have to arrange a meal at noon. There are so many people!”
“It’s your birthday. It should be a lively day. It’s fine!” Wu Shaoqi smiled.
However, as soon as they entered the house and sat down on the sofa, Jiang Chunfen brought Wang Zichen and Wang Zimeng over.
This was a tacit understanding. Everyone came in the morning, and the originally spacious living room immediately became crowded.
“Happy birthday, Aunt!” Wang Zimeng was a sweet talker. As soon as she entered, she wished Wang Yunmei happy birthday. Wang Zichen, who was behind her, was stunned for a moment. In the end, he said, “Happy birthday, Aunt!”