Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 187 Did You Do It Yourself?
　Ji Zefeng pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly, trying to speak softly, but his tone was obviously stiff:
　"Meng Ran, happy birthday."

　Seeing that Ji Zefeng finally reacted, Su Mengran jumped for joy, but her eyelids were still lowered, and she could even see her raised eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was crying very sadly.

　"Feng, I know, you don't love me anymore,"

　Su Mengran's words actually sounded distressing, and Ji Zefeng's heart felt stuffy again.
　"But, you said, I'm still a very important person in your life, so, can you spend this birthday with me tonight."

　Ji Zefeng frowned, and rubbed the center of his brows with his big hands, without saying a word, he entered the room coldly.
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　Su Mengran saw that Ji Zefeng didn't speak, but he didn't reject him either.

A shrewd smile flashed across the woman's drooping face, then she continued to pretend to be devastated, and followed Ji Zefeng's pace closely.

　Walking to the living room, Ji Zefeng looked around the whole house.

At this time, he wondered how that woman suddenly jumped out of some corner, with a bright smile on her face, and shouted at him without any scruples:

　"Ji Zefeng, come wash your hands and eat!"
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　but--
The woman never showed up.

　Ji Zefeng's heart throbbed.

　Gu Yimi, are you really leaving and not coming back? !
　Suddenly, Ji Zefeng noticed the cake on the dining table that Su Mengran hadn't thrown away yet.

At that moment, Ji Zefeng actually hoped that it would be Gu Yimi who celebrated her birthday tonight, and then Gu Yimi coquettishly asked him to celebrate her birthday with her.

　Ji Zefeng rolled his eyes coldly, and stopped looking at the cake on the table.

　Su Mengran also noticed Ji Zefeng's eyes.

　I felt bad for a while.

　Suddenly, Su Mengran had a dark smile on his face.

Then, she walked to the dining table and picked up the red wine on the table. The attractive wine-red liquid slowly flowed into the transparent goblet. The woman said:

　"Feng, this is a birthday cake I made with my own hands. I want to celebrate my birthday with you. Can you fulfill my birthday wish?"

　Ji Zefeng didn't see it. When the woman poured the wine, some white powder appeared on her fingertips, which melted along with the liquid.

　
　Su Mengran raised her face, only to see that there were still two crystal clear teardrops hanging on her face, but the corner of her mouth was smiling.

Looking at it made people feel distressed, as if they committed a serious crime and made such a beautiful woman cry!

　Su Mengran sat down quietly with a glass of red wine in one hand, and then looked at Ji Zefeng expectantly.

　Looking at Su Mengran's miserable expression, Ji Zefeng couldn't bear to be cruel.

Today is her birthday, and after a while, I will send her back.

　The tall and domineering figure of the man was cold, without speaking, and sat down at the dining table.

　Su Mengran handed the goblet to Ji Zefeng, and then opened the cake box.

　When Ji Zefeng saw the cake in the box for the first time, he didn't know what was going on, and his heart suddenly missed a beat.

　This cake--
　That little flower with four-coloured petals—
　Ji Zefeng looked at the cake in front of him without moving, his deep eyes were full of bright light, he was a little excited.

　The man asked intently:
　"You made this yourself?"

(End of this chapter)