Ye Qin gave the flowers to Wei Chen, then took out another bouquet from her backpack and placed it in front of Wu Jing's tombstone.
Wei Chen's thin lips curved slightly, his eyes falling on Ye Qin's bulging backpack.
She had been prepared to bring him here today.
"Xiao Chenchen." Seeing that the man beside her had not moved for a long time and had been staring at her, Ye Qin thought that Wei Chen was a little at a loss, so she motioned him to put the flowers in front of the tombstone.
Wei Chen looked at Ye Qin deeply, then leaned over to put the flowers down, his deep eyes falling on the photo of his mother Wu Jing.
Although Wei Chengzhi forbade Wei Chen to worship Wu Jing, he could only forbid Wei Chen during the day.
Once upon a time, on countless nights when he missed his mother or was in a bad mood, Wei Chen would come here alone.
What no one knows is that all the guards and managers of this cemetery are actually his people.
Although Wei Chen's intelligence is not good during the day, those guards are all loyal followers of Lei Zhan, so they naturally know Wei Chen.
Otherwise, how could Ye Qin let him go just with a big red envelope?
Especially this luxurious area, you can't enter it casually.
After putting the flowers away, Wei Chen looked up and saw Ye Qin rummaging through her backpack again.
He looked deeply at the little woman, very curious about what she was doing, but he didn't ask anything and waited patiently.
Not long after, Ye Qin stood up with a piece of cake with candles in her hand.
The moment he saw the cake and candles, the smile on Wei Chen's face suddenly disappeared and his expression became frozen.
He never celebrates his birthday!
Because today is his mother's death anniversary!
Ye Qin didn't notice the change in Wei Chen's expression. She held the cake in one hand and lit the candle with a lighter in the other.
After several unsuccessful attempts, she finally succeeded in lighting the candle.
The wind blows...
Ye Qin quickly protected the candle with her hands and said to Wei Chen, "Xiao Chenchen, make a wish and blow out the candle!"
There was silence all around, and Ye Qin did not receive a response from the other party.
Only then did she raise her head and look at Wei Chen. The candlelight shone on her face so softly.
She looked a little embarrassed, which was very inconsistent with her usual cool demeanor. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to celebrate the birthday of someone other than her family.
Of course, this family does not refer to Li Ermei's family.
Wei Chen's eyes were fixed on the cake, expressionless.
Ye Qin keenly sensed that something was wrong with Wei Chen. She smiled and said, "Little Chenchen, you have to believe that your mother really wanted to bring you into this world and is very happy that you can grow up safely and healthily."
Wei Chen's pupils trembled.
"So, Xiao Chenchen, your existence is meaningful. Today is your birthday, happy birthday to you!" Ye Qin continued, here, in front of Wu Jing's tombstone, wishing Wei Chen a happy birthday.
I believe that if souls really exist in this world, Wu Jing’s soul would definitely say the same thing at this moment.
Because that was the son she was determined to give birth to!
Wei Chen's pupils flickered, and the color of his eyes became deeper and deeper as he looked at Ye Qin. There seemed to be some emotion hidden in them, an emotion that Ye Qin could not understand.
Just when she wanted to see clearly, her vision suddenly went dark.
It was Wei Chen who blew out the candle.
Ye Qin was stunned for a moment, "Did you make a wish?"
"Um."
"What is it..." Ye Qin asked and then waved her hand. She originally wanted to say that she didn't need to tell her, as it wouldn't work if she told her.
However, before Ye Qin could utter a single word, her lips were tightly sealed by Wei Chen.
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