Cake

"I'm not as shameless as you. Let me up and I'll get you something to drink."

Lu Zhen wanted to get up, but Song Jia hesitated for two seconds before letting go. She stood up. Just as she was about to walk to the door, Song Jia also stood up. Then, Lu Zhen saw Song Jia pick up the small cake that Lu Zhen had given to Bei Mu and throw it into the trash can. She was stunned for a few seconds before she hurriedly walked over and picked up the cake. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing much. Bei Mu doesn't like sweet food," Song Jia said calmly.

Lu Zhen was caught between laughter and tears. She looked at Song Jia helplessly. "You're being petty again, right? Don't worry, I'll give you a super big cake on your birthday, okay?"

Was this a problem with the cake? Song Jia looked at the cake in Lu Zhen's hand and resisted the urge to destroy it. He was indeed a little drunk. Normally, he would not do such an irrational thing.