But when her birthday arrived, she wasn't there.
He silently turned away, feeling a sense of loss, having built this glass house for her, the home he once promised her.
This was his birthday gift for her at twenty-six, and also... a wedding gift.
Su Jia's memory was a bit blurry, and she suddenly recalled that on her twenty-sixth birthday, Tang Yuzhou had given her the keys to an apartment.
She didn't refuse, feeling grateful to finally have a place to call her own.
She felt grateful to Tang Yuzhou.
He stayed with her during the time she hadn't fully recovered from her injuries, bringing a glimmer of light into her dark world.
While she was pleased to finally have a home, little did she know, Lu Yanhe had prepared everything for her, just waiting for her return.
Su Jia felt as if a sensitive chord in her heart was strummed hard, almost to the point of breaking, "Why are you only telling me now?"
Why only now?
Lu Yanhe didn't answer, instead he asked, "Are you moved?"
