Anya clutched the corner of her clothes: "No, I mean, did you eat the birthday cake I gave you that day?"
His eyes quieted down: "No."
That day, after she delivered the cake, the two of them had a huge fight.
He immediately kicked her out, and he was so angry he had no mood to eat the cake.
The servant put the cake in the fridge in his room.
Many days later, he inadvertently opened the fridge and saw that the cake had spoiled.
"Otherwise, I'll make you a new one, okay?" she said cautiously.
He looked at her suspiciously: "Why suddenly make me a new cake?"
She bit her lip, perhaps she heard Xiaoyi talk about him.
All these years, he had never received a birthday gift. Even if the birthday party was grand and splendid, birthday gifts remained a taboo.
And she was the first person allowed to break that taboo.
She thought he was just being spoiled, ordering her around, so she didn't put much effort into it, and he didn't eat it.
