Lu Zihan and Wan Wenwen looked at Xiaobao standing in front of them, holding a bowl of watermelon.
Wan Wenwen immediately held her forehead with her hand, looking annoyed. What is this kid doing? Isn't he making people laugh at him? It's better not to give anything than this. Giving a bowl of rotten watermelon...
However, Lu Zihan's gaze was somewhat different, with a mix of curiosity and confusion.
"Here's your gift, happy birthday!" Xiaobao grinned.
Lu Zihan smiled, took it, and then, like a silly girl, pinched a bit of watermelon flesh with her fingers as delicate as scallions, put it in her mouth, tasted it, and nodded, "Very tasty, very sweet. Thank you for this special gift."
The rest of the people could finally hold back no longer.
Someone shouted angrily, "Truly shameless and invincible, calling this a birthday gift? You'd have been better off not giving anything!"
"Yeah, isn't this making fun of Lady Zihan?!"
