Seeing that Song Yuli was in a bad mood, Nangong Yu pulled her close and made her stay by his side.

Seeing this, Liang Nannan followed.

After all, the main characters today are Pei Shaojia and Mu Ya, while she is just here to make a cameo appearance.

"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

Nangong Yu asked in a low voice.

Song Yuli wiped his eyes, shook his head gently, and looked up at the man and woman in the center of the candlelight, his face full of envy: "No, I'm just a little envious."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu's eyes flickered slightly.

Looking at Song Yuli's increasingly large belly, he pursed his thin lips slightly.

It seems he can start preparing now.

Reaching out and taking Song Yuli's small hand, Nangong Yu said softly, "You have me, you don't need to envy others."

Song Yuli looked up at Nangong Yu, her cherry lips curving slightly, and nodded heavily.

"Um."

...

Before we knew it, it was already November, and Nangong Yu's birthday was fast approaching.

These past few days, Song Yuli has been racking her brains over what to give Nangong Yu for his birthday.

Looking at Song Yuli's gloomy face, Liang Nannan pouted and said, "Oh, Yuli, we finally get to see each other, why are you making such a sad face?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuli was extremely annoyed: "Nangong Yu's birthday is coming soon, and I don't know what gift to give him."

It's too cheap; it's not presentable.

That's too expensive; she doesn't have that much money.

Ugh, so conflicted.

After hearing this, Liang Nannan rolled her eyes at her and said, "What are you worrying about? Isn't the baby in your belly the best gift?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuli's lips twitched: "I know, but can he come out on Nangong Yu's birthday?"

Liang Nannan thought for a moment, then said with a serious expression, "Ali, you can actually encourage a baby."

Song Yuli: "..."

"roll!"

Liang Nannan chuckled, glancing thoughtfully at a bakery across the street.

"Ah Li, how about you give him a cake you made yourself?"

After listening, Song Yuli thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head in despair: "No, I can't do it, I can't do it."

Liang Nannan gave her a disdainful look: "Can't you learn if you don't know how? Anyway, there's still some time before your man's birthday. You can use this time to study properly, Ali. I believe in you. Good luck!"

Song Yuli wanted to cry but had no tears.

She doesn't even believe in herself. Liang Nannan, where do you get such confidence?

...

In the end, Song Yuli still thought Liang Nannan's suggestion was good, so he found a cake shop, paid several thousand yuan, and seriously started learning.

Time passed day by day, and finally, Nangong Yu's birthday arrived.

Today is Friday. Song Yuli originally wanted Nangong Yu to take a day off, but the very responsible president of Nangong University, Nangong Yu, refused.

Left with no other choice, Song Yuli personally escorted Nangong Yu out of the house, then went upstairs to change his clothes before heading to the cake shop to personally make a cake for Nangong Yu.

...

Time passed little by little.

Song Yuli had put in a lot of effort to prepare a meal, and when he checked the time, it was almost 6:30, but Nangong Yu still hadn't come home.

Song Yuli took out his phone and called Nangong Yu, only to be told that he had to work overtime that night and might be home late.

Song Yu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Nangong Yu on the other end of the phone hung up.