"Uh..."
Chenchen said guiltily: "Uncle, I couldn't make it this time. Next time, I'll learn better and then make one for you."
"You said it, Chenchen. A gentleman's promise is worth its weight in gold, no going back on your words." Lian Qingyang said seriously.
Chenchen: "Uncle, I'm not a gentleman, I'm a little lady."
Lian Qingyang: "..."
Outside.
Meng Siyu felt a surge of guilt in his heart. Chenchen and the others were actually picking a gift for his birthday. Chenchen had sent Zaozao and Ding Ling away because she wanted to make a dough figurine herself to give to him.
The unhappiness Meng Siyu felt before all turned into guilt at this moment.
He had said he felt something was off, as his girl, though she loved eating, never let it delay matters.
"Is this what you've been hiding from me?" Meng Siyu asked Yue Tangyue, confidently.
