It's Her Birthday Party. Not Mine.

Children were sensitive at detecting adult emotions.

Tong Tong hugged her father's neck and slumped unhappily against his shoulder. "Daddy, that Big Sis looks so pitiful!"

Just like her brother, she no longer liked that doll on the cake. The doll was nowhere near as pretty as the big sister who was sitting in the distance reading.

While everyone waited for Song Yaoyao to respond, she completely ignored them.

Zhou Manli was reaching the limit of her patience.

Although the crowd didn't understand what had happened, they did not mind joining the commotion as they began studying her.

The girl was sitting on a chair and Song Rui was approaching her. As her quiet atmosphere was interrupted, she closed her book and looked up.

"What's the matter?"

Song Rui's temples twitched and anger appeared in his eyes.

Great! She wouldn't even call him father.

"Today is your birthday. Go over and blow the candles with your sister."