Can't Pass

Jiang Zhen did not expect Tan Ming to say such an old-fashioned sentence. A hint of helplessness flashed across his face at her sudden sense of seniority.

Tan Ming looked at the scenery outside the window. It felt different from when she came, but she didn't think too much about it until Jiang Zhen drove her to a three-story villa in a small district.

Tan Ming stuck her head out to take a look. "Where are we?"

Jiang Zhen unbuckled his seatbelt. "This is my house. Sit in the car and wait for me. I'll go get something."

Tan Ming nodded and looked around the neighborhood. It didn't look like a cheap house.

After waiting for less than 10 minutes, Jiang Zhen got into the car with a big bag. "On the day of your 3rd birthday party, I promised to celebrate your birthday with you every year. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to do it. However, I prepared gifts."