The most embarrassed person present was Fu Lin.
Today is indeed Fu Jianzhi's thirteenth birthday.
But surprisingly, not a single member of the Fu family remembered.
Even Fu Jianzhi was stunned, holding the cardboard box he had just taken apart, somewhat at a loss, his eyes a little red.
He looked at the exquisite two-tiered fondant cake with some surprise; no wonder it was so heavy when he carried it all the way here.
The fondant cake's main body is a black and gold building. Fu Jianzhi doesn't know where Ruan Chen got the inspiration from, but he guesses she probably found a tutorial online.
The finishing touch is the two little figures on the top of the black and gold building, which are also handmade fondant, a boy and a girl.
The little boy was dressed in a fine and handsome suit and leather shoes. Ruan Chen even remembered to tie his tie. The little boy stood at the highest point of the black and gold building, looked up and made a hearty laughing expression, with his arms outstretched as if to embrace the whole world.
The little girl next to him was wearing pajamas, sitting with her knees drawn up to her chest, looking up at the little boy with a smile on her face.
“The room below can be opened,” Ruan Chen boasted proudly, carefully extending her little finger to push open a room window.
In that room sat a little boy and a little girl side by side on the floor watching TV. Fu Jianzhi could still remember their conversation that night. The two pointed at the two glamorous entrepreneurs on the TV screen—"This is my dad." "What a coincidence, this is my dad."
Fu Jianzhi pushed open the window next door, where a little boy and a little girl were perched on the railing of a balcony piled with clutter, looking at the sky together.
Next to it, a little boy and a little girl were sharing a roasted sweet potato.
Fu Jianzhi pushed open the windows of the fondant cake one by one. There were ten small rooms in total, each containing his beautiful memories of Ruan Chen and Mei Cheng.
Those were memories that belonged only to the two of them.
It was a past that belonged only to the two of them.
Fu Lin was seated at the head of the table, which was also the side of the cake. He could vaguely see the details of the birthday gift that Ruan Chen had prepared for Fu Jianzhi.
Fu Lin even noticed a burn on Ruan Chen's wrist.
He felt a pang of emotion, wondering how much longer the two children could remain so carefree, sitting together for a meal and preparing a surprise for each other.
But let's cherish each day as it comes.
Ruan Chen is a good girl, and she is genuinely kind to Fu Jianzhi.
Fu Chengyu was facing away from the cake, so he couldn't see the details clearly and didn't know why his younger brother was so moved to tears.
He thought, "How pathetic. This is probably the first time someone has celebrated his birthday for him in his life. He's crying like this, so pathetic."
But he could see the tacit understanding between Fu Jianzhi and Ruan Chen, as if the two of them had a world that belonged only to the two of them.
Fu Chengyu kept his mouth tightly shut, his head lowered, but his eyes were slightly raised, staring at Ruan Chen and Fu Jianzhi, who were smiling at each other with a sinister look.
Why is it that Fu Jianzhi even makes better friends than him?
Fu Chengyu also saw the look in his father's eyes when he looked at Fu Jianzhi and his friend. He was very pleased and kind. His father used to only give him that look.
"Thank you... Sister." Fu Jian blurted out subconsciously, then realized it was a little awkward, as he hadn't called Ruan Chen "Sister" in a long time.
He carefully picked up the cake tray. "I'll go put it away and come back for dinner right away."
Fondant cakes, after special treatment, can be stored for a long time in a specific storage environment. However, if you really eat them, the taste is just average. They are too oily and sugary, and can be hard to swallow.
However, Ruan Chen chose to make a fondant cake for Fu Jianzhi by hand because of the malleability of fondant cakes, which could convey meaning.
She had originally bought some gifts for Fu Jianzhi in the US, including some warship models that boys would probably like. However, she felt that such gifts were too perfunctory, so after being discharged from the hospital and returning to the Ruan family, she asked her cooking class teacher to teach her how to make fondant cakes.
After working through two nights, it was finally finished. Although the details were a bit rough, Ruan Chen really did her best. These ten rooms contained the ten most precious images in her mind. She wanted to tell Fu Jianzhi that she cherished him very much.
I am very grateful to him. If he hadn't come to Meicheng, perhaps...
Ruan Chen recalled those dreams that seemed both real and unreal, in which Fu Jianzhi had never been to Meicheng.
And he almost died there.
Just as Fu Jianzhi touched the tray, eagerly planning how to display the gift in his room, the black and gold building collapsed before his eyes.
The smiles on Ruan Chen, Fu Jianzhi, and Fu Lin's faces froze.
Fu Chengyu slapped the cake hard, deliberately pressing it down with great force. The entire cake was completely ruined, and Ruan Chen's carefully designed shape was a mess, making it unrecognizable.
Fu Jianzhi's hand was still on the tray.
Fu Chengyu shook off the sticky fondant and cake base from his hands, finally feeling a sense of relief after holding back all day.
Fu Jianzhi cherished this cake so much, as if he'd never seen anything good before. So, I destroyed his precious treasure when he was at his happiest and most joyful moment.
Fu Lin: Is this kid fucking crazy? Why did he mess with Ruan Chen?!
Fu Jian's subconscious reaction was to look for Ruan Chen with his eyes. The first thing that welled up in his heart was not anger, but grievance.
After feeling wronged, he harbored even greater hatred for Fu Chengyu—when Fu Chengyu was indeed more outstanding than him, when Zhanlu initially chose Fu Chengyu, he never competed with his brother for anything.
He was young then, but he was sensible and knew that his older brother was indeed more important than himself.
But later he learned the truth, that his brother had been thinking of him to death all those years, because only his brother knew that Zhanlu would belong to him sooner or later.
"Fu Chengyu, what are you doing?" Fu Lin stood up before Ruan Chen could make a move. "Hurry up and apologize to Ruan Chen and your brother!"
"Why should I apologize to him? It's just a cheap cake. If he likes it, I'll buy him a hundred or two more, but an apology is out of the question!"
Fu Chengyu was extremely arrogant. After throwing a tantrum, she suddenly realized the name her father had just mentioned, "Ruan Chen?"
"Fu Jianzhi's friend is actually Miss Ruan Chen from the Ruan family?"
How did those two get together?
"Could it be that Father is indeed grooming Fu Jianzhi, deliberately making him befriend the Ruan family's young lady?"
Before he could voice his many questions, something smacked him hard on the head.
Fu Chengyu heard a cracking sound above his head, followed by something smearing all over his face and body, down his forehead, nose, and chin.
Ruan Chen dumped a whole plate of food on his head, her bright eyes and brows were frighteningly cold, and her thin, bloodless lips parted slightly, "An apology is impossible, isn't it? You don't need to apologize, I don't want to hear it anyway."
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