"Oh my, among our group, besides Mr. Jing, you're probably the only one who knows Shi Su's birthday backwards and forwards." Meng Li glanced at Ai Yiqing, completely convinced now of her status as a die-hard fan.
Ai Yiqing chuckled right on the spot, shifting her gaze to Shi Su.
Shi Su also smiled, raising her eyebrows and nodding.
Indeed, she's not even twenty-six yet, but she's already close to being a mother of two.
If little Jing Mianmian knew she was about to have a sibling, she'd probably jump around the house with joy.
The male guests had already come out, each looking quite disheveled. Wei Sinan even had a few blood marks painted on him, looking utterly tragic.
Among the six male guests, only Jing Jihan was spotless, not even his hairpin was slightly tilted.
"What was inside?" Xv Qingqing asked curiously.
