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The venue for Li Tingzhi’s birthday party for Mo Baichuan was a large restaurant in Beijing.

By seven o’clock in the evening, Mo Baichuan arrived punctually under Li Xianxian’s dormitory.

For her part, Li Xianxian showed up, looking beautiful and radiant before Mo Baichuan, not pretending to be ignorant, as though she had forgotten the incident of that day.

“Baichuan.”

Seeing Li Xianxian in such a magnanimous state deepened Mo Baichuan’s guilt, and he took the initiative to open her car door, “Sit.”

“Thank you.” Li Xianxian leaned in and sat.

Within a short time, the car had arrived at the restaurant entrance.

Thinking that Ni Yang and Mo Qishen were probably already there, Mo Baichuan took the initiative to link arms with Li Xianxian and proceed into the restaurant.

Li Xianxian looked at their linked arms, a faint curve forming at the corner of her mouth.

After tonight, Mo Baichuan would wholly belong to her!

As soon as the two walked into the private room, they were showered with streamers by good friends hiding in the dark.

“Happy Birthday!”

It was the first time for Mo Baichuan to introduce Li Xianxian to these friends, and the crowd teased him, “Baichuan, who is the beauty beside you?”

“Baichuan, won’t you introduce her to us?”

Maintaining his composure, Mo Baichuan scanned his gaze across the crowd, “This is my girlfriend Li Xianxian.”

Girlfriend?

The iron tree that hadn’t bloomed for a thousand years has finally blossomed and he has a girlfriend!

Everyone scrambled to greet Li Xianxian. She comported herself very well, showing the demeanor fitting to her heritage.

Mo Baichuan’s expression was a bit complicated, as Mo Qishen and Ni Yang were not among these people.

Ni Yang didn’t come?

Where was Ni Yang?

Usually, Ni Yang wouldn’t skip a birthday party like this…

Hadn’t he let someone inform her?

Could it possibly be that Ni Yang was on her way now?

Yes, Ni Yang must be en route, Mo Baichuan withdrew his gaze nonchalantly.

After their friends made a ruckus in the private room, when it was time to order dishes, neither Mo Qishen nor Ni Yang had come.

Was Ni Yang trying to make a late grand entrance to attract everyone’s attention?

Considering her character, this was likely.

Mo Baichuan didn’t wait for Ni Yang and passed the menu to Li Xianxian for her to order the food.

All of this was observed by Li Tingzhi, who was sitting across from them.

A murky light flashed in his eyes and his fists clenched inside his sleeves.

No one can understand the feeling of pushing the person you love most into another man’s arms.

It hurts his heart.

But he had to keep it to himself.

Just as almost all the dishes had been served, the door of the private room was pushed open again.

Without a second thought, he knew Mo Qishen and Ni Yang must be the ones who came.

Looking up, Mo Baichuan saw Mo Qishen, as expected.

He knew Ni Yang would come eventually.

A mocking gleam flashed in Mo Baichuan’s eyes.

“Nephew, happy birthday. I got held up and came late.” Mo Qishen still seemed frivolous and careless as ever.

The rest of the table showed disdain towards Mo Qishen’s arrival.

He was nothing more than a good-for-nothing. He wasn’t worth their extra glance.

If Mo Qishen weren’t Mo Baichuan’s uncle, he wouldn’t even have the privilege to share a table with them.

Although there were plenty of spoilt brats among the upper class, none was as utterly worthless as Mo Qishen.

“Uncle.” Mo Baichuan stood up politely, pulling out a chair for Mo Qishen.

Mo Qishen took the seat without refusal, examined the room with his eyes, sat in the first position nonchalantly, chest folded, legs on the table, the very picture of a spoilt brat.

A useless person wasn’t scary.

What was disturbing was that he didn’t feel embarrassed about his actions but acted presumptuously.

How did the hundred-year-old Mo Family end up with such a person?

Everyone else at the table shook their heads helplessly.

Mo Baichuan glanced casually at the restaurant entrance, furrowing his brows subtly.

Did only Mo Qishen come?

Where was Ni Yang?

Why didn’t Ni Yang come with Mo Qishen?

Had they broken up?

If they indeed had broken up, would Ni Yang start taking steps to attract his attention next?

Couldn’t she hold back anymore?

He knew it, Ni Yang couldn’t have been infatuated with a worthless person like Mo Qishen.

A sneering light flashed in the depth of Mo Baichuan’s eyes.

Li Xianxian, looking at Mo Qishen with a smile, asked the question that lingered in Mo Baichuan’s heart, “Uncle, how come your fiancée did not come with you?”