Three points of sugar

Chapter 171 A Boy Until Death

Shen Zhiliang went upstairs after answering the phone, and saw Yu Xia lying on the bed looking at the phone, he licked his lips, sat down beside her with a smile, and slapped her buttocks rudely, "What are you looking at? "

"Read the script." Yu Xia didn't look back, and continued to stare at the phone.

"In a while, I'll take you home after eating the birthday cake." The man saw her low mood, and comforted her thoughtfully.

Yu Xia let out a "hmm" and continued to read the script absent-mindedly.

She had known for a long time that Shen's parents didn't like her, but she still felt quite uncomfortable hearing their evaluation of her.

Shen Zhiliang was with her in the bedroom, not long after Uncle Lin came up and knocked on the door of the room, "Young Master, Young Madam, Madam asked you to go down and eat cake."

"Got it, Uncle Lin." Shen Zhiliang responded, stood up and adjusted his clothes, and pulled Yu Xia up on the bed, "Let's go, my husband will take you home after eating the cake."

When Yu Xia and Shen Zhiliang went downstairs, the lights downstairs had already been turned off.

There was only a several-story cake on the table in the dining room, and the birthday candles gave off faint candlelight. Besides Shen Qing, Tang Youyi, and Tang Yan, there were servants hired by the Shen family beside the table.

Under the dim candlelight, there are many figures.

Shen Zhiliang clenched Yu Xia's hand, took out his phone and turned on the flashlight, "Beware of the stairs."

Yu Xia hummed, and looked down at the stairs going downstairs.

"Everyone is here, let's sing the birthday song, little grandma, let's make a birthday wish!" Tang Yan Mingyue said loudly, clapping her hands to beat the beat, "I'll start, haapy birthday to you..."

Amidst the singing and beat, Tang Youyi put his hands together, closed his eyes and made a wish.

After blowing out the candles, the servants turned on the lights downstairs and happily shared the cake.

"Pregnant women eat less butter, you can eat this part of the fruit." Tang Youyi handed Yu Xia a small piece of fruit cake and said lightly.

"Thank you, Mom." Yu Xia thanked with a smile.

"Grandma, what wish did you make?" Tang Yan asked mischievously and curiously.

"Cake can't stop your mouth?" Tang Youyi smiled, and personally fed a spoonful of cream cake into the little girl's mouth, which made Tang Yan frown unhappy, "Little grandma, eating cream will make you fat."

"Who said before that young people have a good digestive system and can digest it no matter how much they eat?" Shen Zhiliang laughed and teased.

Yu Xia also laughed.

Near ten o'clock, Shen Zhiliang said to take Yu Xia home first.

Tang Youyi didn't hold back, but nodded, "Well, you should pay attention to safety on the road."

"Understood, I'll send you a message when I get home, and I'm leaving first." Shen Zhiliang naturally hugged Yu Xia's waist affectionately, and smiled at his mother, "She goes to bed early now, and I will bring Yu Xia back another day .”

Tang Youyi smiled, but didn't respond to his son's words.

Yu Xia was led to the side of the car by Shen Zhiliang, opened the door of the passenger seat, and she got in.

When he put on his seat belt, the man was ready to start the car. Seeing that Tang Youyi and Butler Lin were at the entrance of the villa, the man turned his head to look at Yu Xia who looked quite tired, "Wife, are you unhappy?"

Yu Xia met his soothing black eyes, and said softly, "No, I want to go home and sleep."

"Okay." Shen Zhiliang chuckled, and turned on the music equipment in the car. Yu Xia's recent favorite light music came out from the stereo, which made people feel calm and at peace.

The black car disappeared into the night.

"Master has changed."

"Huh?" Tang Youyi glanced at Butler Lin beside him.

"Ha... I should say he has grown up." Lin Butler sighed.

Tang Youyi turned around and returned to the living room, leaving a leisurely voice at the door, "Old Lin, Zhiliang is almost 31 this year."

"..."

Tang Yan answered with a smile in the living room, "Uncle Lin is right. It is said on the Internet that a man is a teenager until he dies."

(End of this chapter)