Ye Yingying said this, and Ye Zhiwei also vaguely felt that Jiang Jianian didn't seem to like crowds. It would be better to ask his family to help prepare for his birthday. So she decided to wait and see.

That evening, although Ye Zhiwei didn't tell the kitchen what cake to prepare or mention whose birthday it was, she did, based on her previous observations of Jiang Jianian, tell the chef which dishes Jiang Jianian ate the most on average.

In the Ye family, after Ye Qingcheng was born as Ye Zhiwei's daughter, even though Ye Qingcheng was too busy with business to take good care of her, the servants in the family would always attach great importance to Ye Zhiwei's birthday. Every time it was Ye Zhiwei's birthday, they would hold a grand celebration.

It's a happy thing to be remembered on your birthday. Whether Jiang Jianian likes this day or not, Ye Zhiwei still hopes that this day will be a little different.

The kitchen usually prepares dishes according to Ye Zhiwei's preferences, but today there was a slight change.

Ye Yingying noticed this subtle change, but as usual, she didn't say anything. She always knew that Ye Zhiwei was very considerate. No matter what she said, at least on this day, Ye Zhiwei treated Jiang Jianian gently in her own way.

She liked this warmth.

Although it was somewhat unexpected, it seemed reasonable that Jiang Jianian was also drawn to such warmth.

Ye Zhiwei was only slightly gentler with him because it was his birthday; she could be just as gentle on her own birthday.

After finishing her meal, Ye Yingying was going to find an opportunity to stop Ye Zhiwei, but unexpectedly, her agent called, so she had to go out to answer the phone first.

Ye Zhiwei went to the kitchen to get some fruit for after the meal and prepared to go back to her room.

Before going upstairs, Ye Zhiwei saw Song Min, who rarely stayed in the lobby. Since marrying Ye Qingcheng, Song Min had been devoted to him. Although both children were brought by Song Min, Ye Zhiwei could sense that Ye Yingying and Jiang Jianian were probably not as important as Ye Qingcheng.

Song Min also noticed Ye Zhiwei. She waved to Ye Zhiwei, and although Ye Zhiwei hesitated for a moment, she still went over.

"Aunt Song, is there anything I can help you with?" Except for the last time when Song Min's former neighbor came to cause trouble, Ye Zhiwei always addressed Song Min as "Auntie," polite yet distant. She hadn't fully accepted Song Min as her mother, but she also didn't reject Song Min.

Song Min was holding a piece of jewelry, which wasn't very exquisite and was a bit old. There seemed to be an old photograph inside the jewelry.

"Today, all the dishes on the table are the ones that Jia Nian used to like. Did you tell the kitchen to do that?" Song Min said cautiously. "At first, I didn't pay much attention. But then I saw that Jia Nian seemed to be eating more than usual. I suddenly remembered that today seems to be his birthday. When his mother passed away, he was still very young, just a little kid. He never cried or made a fuss. I felt sorry for him, so I took him to live with us. On his birthday, I was afraid that he would be lonely and overthink things, so I specially threw him a birthday party and even bought a cake. We were very poor back then, and we almost never bought cakes. Ying Ying was so envious when she saw the cake and was looking forward to eating it tonight. I didn't expect that Jia Nian, who is usually such a sensible child, would throw a tantrum that day. He smashed his gifts and threw the cake on the ground, which scared Ying Ying so much that she kept crying."

“I don’t know what happened, but he was so stubborn and wouldn’t say anything. It was also the first time he had ever lost his temper like that. He’s usually a very sensible child, so he must have had something to be upset about. I didn’t blame him for anything. I comforted Yingying, who was crying, and cleaned up the dishes. That was the end of it. I didn’t expect him to come and apologize to me the next day.” Song Min smiled and continued, “He told me, ‘I’m sorry, Aunt Song, but I really don’t like the day I was born.’”

After a long silence, Song Min looked at the old photo on the jewelry and continued, "He asked me why I gave birth to him if I didn't like him and no one expected him to exist."