"This is true," Ye Weilan stared at the person on the painting with a sad look: "If I even forgot him, no one in this world can remember him again."

Before Qi Ye got angry, Ye Weilan took the painting down and stuffed it into the painting book, then held the eldest young master's arm and dragged him out of the studio: "What should I eat for lunch? I'm so hungry."

"You do it?"

Ye Weilan thought for a while: "Okay."

"I want to eat noodles."

She turned into the kitchen, Qi Ye turned around and glanced at the studio. Based on his understanding of her wife, if he dared to be proactive about her things, she would definitely make trouble with him, and she might run away.

Qi Ye sat on the sofa and began to think about the person on the painting. Although he had only seen it once, he had inexplicably felt familiar.

After lunch, Ye Weilan and Qi Ye learned a car for a while. At five o'clock, Ye Weilan entered the kitchen. Qi Ye ran in to make trouble, but she was bombarded with a spatula.

This supper took an extra long time, and the kitchen door was opened after two hours.

A few home-cooked dishes that Qi Ye likes to eat, with peanut and red bean porridge, nothing special.

"Qi Ye," Ye Weilan bit his chopsticks: "What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"Go out and have a business to negotiate."

Ye Weilan said "Oh".

Qi Ye looked at her: "Is there anything wrong?"

She shook her head: "It's okay."

In the evening, Ye Weilan was nestled on the sofa and watched the eight o'clock stall, while Qi Ye sat aside to read the information.

After watching for a while, she started dozing off. Qi Ye wanted to carry her to bed, but was stopped.

"Don't, I'll be watching for a while."

Qi Ye frowned. His wife was not a TV enthusiast. After thinking about it, he asked, "What do you want to do?"

Ye Weilan held Cha Duoduo and looked at the clock on the wall. At 9:00, there were nearly three hours before twelve o'clock. She yawned, took out her phone to set the alarm clock, and then said, "It's okay, go to bed."

Qi Ye: “…”

After Ye Weilan went to bed, Qi Ye took out the phone on the bedside table and turned off the alarm clock, and then sent Cha Duoduo to Lilith. After that, he turned off the lights and went to bed.

At about one o'clock in the middle of the night, Ye Weilan sat up from the bed, pushed Qi Ye's hand and went to get his cell phone.

When I saw the time, I was immediately angry: "Oh, why didn't it sound?"

She pushed the quilt away, put on her slippers and ran downstairs.

Qi Ye turned on the light and lazily supported her forehead to see what the hell was doing with her wife.

After a while, Ye Weilan ran back and held a colorful fruit cake in his hand, which was small and exquisite, with a super cute little dragon carved on it.

Qi Ye was stunned.

Ye Weilan put the cake on the table and inserted twenty-four candles. Seeing that Qi Ye was still motionless, he asked, "Why don't you come down?"

Qi Ye's eyes were strange and he moved over slowly: "Celebrating my birthday?"

Ye Weilan nodded, and her long eyelashes trembled, her eyes shimmering like water: "Yes, I'm not here tomorrow, you're very busy, so you can only pass in advance. I was preparing for twelve o'clock, but I couldn't stand it and forgot to set the alarm clock, so I had to postpone it."

Qi Ye: “…”

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot? This is.

"Do you want to make a wish?" She lit all the candles and turned to ask.

Qi Ye stared at the beautiful cake for a while, turned his head to look at Ye Weilan, her eyes were bright, like a pool of clear spring water.

What a strange girl.
Chapter completed!