There was still a big piece of cake left, so Fang Yusheng did not touch the rest.

He finished his small piece before saying, "Thank you." This thank you was for everyone.

When he went to pick Qiao Jiusheng up in the afternoon, Fang Yusheng deliberately mentioned that he wanted to treat Qiao Jiusheng to a movie. At that time, Qiao Jiusheng's performance was very ordinary, so Fang Yusheng thought that she had forgotten his birthday.

The first day of the second lunar month was Fang Yusheng's birthday. On her birthday a few years ago, Qiao Jiusheng would personally prepare a table of food for Fang Yusheng. The two of them would go to their residence in the city to be alone for a night.

This year, Qiao Jiusheng did not take action for a long time. Fang Yusheng thought that Qiao Jiusheng had just given birth and was probably too busy to remember his birthday. He did not expect the surprise to be left at the last moment.

!!

From the looks of it, Qiao Jiusheng's acting skills had reached the point where even he could not see through her.

After eating the birthday cake, Lisa and Chi Baoguang handed the birthday gift they had prepared to Fang Yusheng. Lisa knitted a sweater for Fang Yusheng. It was white and matched him well.

Chi Baoguang's gift to Fang Yusheng was very strange. It was a colorful stone. Chi Baoguang said that it was the only nine-colored pebble in the world and was very valuable. Fang Yusheng sized up the stone for a long time and thought that Chi Baoguang was lying. This stone might have been painted into a colorful stone with special paint and was worthless.

Even so, Fang Yusheng still placed the stone that Chi Baoguang gave him into the collection room.

Fang Yusheng did not lack anything himself. After thinking about it, Aunt Jin made a bowl of longevity noodles for Fang Yusheng. The bowl of noodles was not big, but the noodles were very long. Fang Yusheng finished the bowl of noodles.

Only Qiao Jiusheng did not give Fang Yusheng anything. They did not lack anything. The gift Fang Yusheng wanted the most was her, and she would always accompany him. Qiao Jiusheng really did not know what to give him.

Fang Yusheng did not care about this.

Tonight, Qiao Jiusheng had already touched him enough.

When they returned to the room, Qiao Jiusheng held Fang Yusheng's hand and said to him apologetically, "I don't know what gift to give you. You can owe it to me first. You can ask me for it when you want it."

Fang Yusheng agreed.

After eating the cake and noodles, she had brushed her teeth for nothing.

Fang Yusheng went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. He returned to the bedroom and saw that Qiao Jiusheng was already lying on the bed. He sat down beside her. Every year, on Fang Yusheng's birthday, Yan Nuo and the rest would send red packets in the OK group.

After he was done, Fang Yusheng finally had time to go online and receive a red packet.

This year, Yan Nuo and the rest were very generous. Zhuang Long was especially generous this year because Xiao Li was pregnant with her second child and was in a good mood. He transferred 350,000 yuan to Fang Yusheng.

Fang Yusheng logged into the OK group and flipped through the group records. He saw a screenshot of the transfer sent by Zhuang Long.

His lips curled up as he continued to scroll down.

Below were screenshots of Yan Nuo and Ji Yinbing's transfer. Yan Nuo transferred 90,000 yuan, and Ji Yinbing transferred 80,000 yuan. Suzanne sent a screenshot of Fang Yusheng privately poking Suzanne.

An: [What did you send?]

Suzanne: [A watch.]

An: [I'm already in the country.] He checked the delivery number. The parcel sent by Suzanne had been successfully cleared and was on the way to Binjiang City.

An: [Thank you.]

Suzanne: [Your gratitude is so fake.]

Fang Yusheng chatted with Suzanne for a while more before entering the OK group. He thanked everyone and went offline. His phone did not have much battery left. Fang Yusheng lifted the blanket and got out of bed. He placed his phone on the small desk to charge it before realizing that there was a shopping bag on the chaise longue beside him.

Fang Yusheng was stunned when he saw the shopping bag.

Wasn't this the bag Cheng Cheng was carrying when he returned home?

So he ran into the shop to buy him a birthday gift?

To be honest, Fang Yusheng was a little surprised. Fang Zicheng was already four years old last month. He had never given Fang Yusheng any gifts in his life. On the other hand, Fang Zikai always gave him some worthless gifts to please Fang Yusheng.

Fang Yusheng stared at the shopping bag on the chaise longue, his heart aching.

Perhaps he was too blessed.

He walked to the chaise longue and sat down. Fang Yusheng opened the bag and saw the real face of the gift. It was a black striped leather wallet. It was a classic wallet under the Gucci brand.

Fang Yusheng had many wallets. The expensive ones were tens of thousands, and the cheap ones were dozens of yuan. However, none of them touched him like this.

Opening his wallet, Fang Yusheng saw a family photo in the small compartment. Taking out the photo, he saw the scene in the photo. Lisa had casually taken this photo for them a few days ago. In the photo were Qiao Jiusheng, Fang Zicheng, and his sister.

Fang Yusheng carried Fang Taoran and stood at the back. Qiao Jiusheng stood diagonally in front of Fang Yusheng, and on both sides were Fang Zicheng and Fang Zikai.

Fang Yusheng was about to put the photo back when he noticed that there seemed to be words on the back.

The black handwriting was Fang Zicheng's.

[Happy birthday, Dad.]

Fang Yusheng smiled knowingly and put the photo back. He got up and walked to the bedside table. He opened the wallet he had been using and took out all the cards and cash before putting them into his new wallet.

Noticing Fang Yusheng's actions, Qiao Jiusheng put down her phone and looked up at the new wallet in his hand. She asked, "When did you buy it?"

"Cheng Cheng gave it to me." Fang Yusheng's tone was filled with pride.

Qiao Jiusheng was stunned.

This answer was a little unexpected.

"Wow, Young Master Fang," Qiao Jiusheng said enviously. "He hasn't given me a gift yet."

Fang Yusheng's hand paused.

He looked down at Qiao Jiusheng and gripped the wallet in his hand tightly. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Are you unhappy?"

Qiao Jiusheng snorted and remained silent.

Fang Yusheng handed the wallet to Qiao Jiusheng. Qiao Jiusheng looked up at him with a smile and asked, "Are you planning to give..."

Fang Yusheng said, "Then I'll let you touch it."

Qiao Jiusheng was speechless.

"Touch your head!"

She slapped the wallet hard. Fang Yusheng quickly retracted his hand and touched the wallet lovingly. He even said coquettishly, "Be gentle. Don't hurt it."

Qiao Jiusheng looked at the wallet again as if she was looking at a love rival.

When Fang Yusheng slept at night, he placed the wallet under his pillow. Qiao Jiusheng felt especially upset. Even when they were in love, Fang Yusheng had never cared so much about her.

Qiao Jiusheng got up in the middle of the night, turned on her phone, took a photo of Fang Yusheng and the wallet exposed under his pillow, and posted it on Weibo.

Qiao Jiusheng: I love someone who loves someone else. He has his my eyes on a wallet. Please find a way to defeat the wallet.

These words were filled with grievance and the sense of crisis of a 'middle-aged woman'.