Mu Beiting didn't even think for a second before he flatly refused, "Not necessary!"
Hearing Mu Beiting's answer, Ling Yueyue was immediately furious and slammed the table as she stood up, "Hey, Mu Beiting, do you even care about Anxin? When Anxin first married you, the two of you had no feelings, so I understood when you didn't celebrate her birthday back then; I didn't blame you! But now, I've told you it's Anxin's birthday, you don't say a word. I suggest you give her a surprise, and you don't agree! You say you don't understand romance, I won't blame you for that—it's your nature, it's innate! But now, you don't even have any intention to do so! You keep saying how much you love Anxin, like her, can't live without her, yet you can't even do this little thing to make her happy. I am truly disappointed in you!"
