The living room was decorated, with balloons spelling out Happy Birthday in English, bouquets of flowers and red wine.

There is an empty cake box on the dining table, probably for use after the cake is baked at dawn.

"These are all arranged by Miss Yan herself," the housekeeper said, wiping his sweat.

Cheng Yiming called Yan Yan again, but still couldn't get through.

He walked to the sofa and sat down. He needed to think hard.

"Master..." Seeing that he didn't move, the housekeeper was a little anxious.

Cheng Yiming glanced at the housekeeper, his face showing displeasure, "Butler, you seem to be paying close attention to Yan Yan."

The housekeeper replied calmly: "Miss Yan is more suitable for you than Miss Yu."

Cheng Yiming was slightly stunned: "How do you say this?"

The butler smiled and said, "Intuition."

Intuition... Cheng Yiming suddenly thought of it, got up and left quickly.

It's already past four in the morning.

Yan Yan was lying on the small bed in her room, listening to the footsteps of her mother going out for morning exercises. She felt relieved and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Unfortunately, she still saw Yu Sirui in her dream, telling her arrogantly that Cheng Yiming was with her not because he truly loved her, but because...

She opened her eyes suddenly, stared at the ceiling and gasped.

"What's wrong?" Suddenly a familiar voice sounded.

She turned her eyes in surprise and saw Cheng Yiming sitting on the bedside, his deep black eyes full of concern.

"Why are you here..." She was happy at first, but then she wanted to dream, and her pretty face lowered.

The waterfall-like long hair fell down instantly, almost completely covering her pretty face.

"Happy birthday." Her low voice came from her hair, without mentioning anything about him and Yu Sirui.

Cheng Yiming reached out to push her long hair away and held her face, "I came home, but you weren't here."

He didn't mention anything about Yu Sirui, but leaned forward and looked into her eyes:

"Yanyan, how are you going to celebrate my birthday?"

"Didn't you go home and see those things? That's all."

"You are missing one, come back with me." This was his order.

She lowered her eyes tiredly, "I just slept for less than an hour and I don't want to go anywhere."

He stretched out his arms to pick her up, "You continue to sleep. I'll call you when I get home."

He carried her out of the room.

Just after reaching the living room door, suddenly my parents' bedroom door was opened and Yan's father walked out.

Yan Yan was excited and her heart was in her throat.

If her father gets angry again later, how should she deal with it...

Dad Yan didn't seem to be awake yet, he went to the bathroom with his head down in a daze, without seeing them at all.

"Go quickly, go quickly..." She whispered and urged Cheng Yiming, who was standing like a pillar.

Cheng Yiming slightly raised his lips and said to the bathroom door: "Uncle, let's go first."

Yan Yan:……

Back at Cheng Yiming's villa, Yan's mother called.

Yan Yan hid in the garden to answer the phone, "Mom, I'm at Cheng Yiming's villa."

"Cheng Yiming has been fishing with your dad these past few days," Yan's mother told her, "I think he is very sincere."

Yan Yan said "hmm", she had already guessed this.

"What's my dad's attitude?" she asked.

"He's already done this, what attitude can your father have?" Yan's mother pursed her lips, "Although your father won't let go, he's already making a statement by not driving him away."

Yan's mother continued: "Xiaoyan, your parents just want you to be happy. Don't let yourself be wronged."

"Mom, how could I be wronged? I'm very happy now." Yan Yan said with a smile, suppressing the soreness in her throat.

After hanging up the phone, she took several deep breaths to calm down before walking into the villa.
Chapter completed!