Little Rice Cake's eyes lit up: "I know what to give!"

He Tingchuan asked sourly, "What are you planning to give Dad for his birthday?"

"Didn't Dad's birthday pass by?" Little Rice Cake was unaware of her father's competitive nature.

Yun Jin saw through it but didn't say anything.

He Tingchuan said, "Dad was talking about next year."

Little Rice Cake said nonchalantly, "We'll talk about next year's issues next year. Don't worry, Dad, I'll definitely make you happy."

He Tingchuan: "..."

I want to see how satisfied I am.

Little Rice Cake, who received a gift, was reluctant to leave it in the car and insisted on taking it to the Western restaurant. Fortunately, they didn't stop her from leaving, but she couldn't play music freely, lest it disturb other guests.

This time, we booked a window seat. Seeing the spot where Lin Wenfang was proposed to, Little Nian Gao excitedly exclaimed, "Daddy, Teacher Lin was proposed to right there! How romantic!"

He Tingchuan patted his daughter's head: "Daddy knows."

He glanced at Yun Jin as he spoke, and seeing that she didn't show any significant emotional change, He Tingchuan said nothing.

Soon, the dishes they ordered arrived, all of which were Yun Jin's favorites, just like He Tingchuan's.

Little Rice Cake didn't eat much, but ordered dessert, which is Little Rice Cake's favorite.

When the dessert arrived, the waiter pushed a cart with a candle on the cake that read "Happy Wife" written on it.

Today wasn't Yun Jin's birthday, nor was it Xiao Niangao's birthday; they had no idea the cake was meant for them.

Seeing the exquisite cake placed on their table, Xiao Niangao and Yun Jin were both stunned: "Was this the wrong cake?"