"I'm so sorry, Mr. Deng, we have something else to do. You guys go ahead." An Xiaonuan said with a apologetic face to the two people.

Then she followed Ji Qing's footsteps.

"Tsk, I've never met a woman so difficult to pursue." said the man called Mr. Deng.

As the youngest son of the Deng family, he had never encountered any obstacles in his romantic pursuits. An Xiaonuan presented him with a challenge, something interesting and intriguing.

"Then give up, next one." The man standing beside him said nonchalantly.

"That's not possible, I actually like her quite a bit."

"How long are you planning on liking this?" the man beside him asked, speechless.

"Who knows, but I like her right now." He said that and strode out of the classroom.

They were discussing An Xiaonuan, and Ji Qing was also discussing them.

"It's so annoying, just tell your husband to get rid of them. They're like flies." Ji Qing said impatiently.

She had seen her fair share of big shots, these milk-fed little masters were like flies to her, annoying and impossible to get rid of.

"Huh? That's not good, right? Should I talk to them again?" An Xiaonuan still didn't want Uncle to handle this. She knew his style – when he made a move, it was either kill or be killed.

Although these two guys can be a bit troublesome, they haven't done anything too terrible. It's still worth trying to reason with them.

"Little Warm sister, how many times have you told them that you're married? They still keep bothering you! Just give up, they won't listen until they see a coffin!" Ji Qing said.

Well, describing that big shot as being in a coffin is really apt!

An Xiaonuan was also a bit helpless, but she still said, "Let me persuade him one more time. If that doesn't work, I'll get Uncle to come."

"Well, suit yourself. I don't really care anyway." Ji Qing said with a dismissive shrug.

But speaking of it, how come Little Warm sister is so popular but has no love blossoms?

Even bad relationships are still relationships; she doesn't mind!

But before An Xiaonuan could solve this matter, her important date software reminded her that her beloved daughter's birthday was approaching!

An Xiaonuan set a reminder for a week in advance, so she still has a week to prepare for Ziyan's birthday.

There is plenty of time.

That evening, she asked at the dinner table, “Ziyan’s second birthday is in a week. Are there any good friends you want to invite?”

Because Ziyan is still too young and hasn't started school yet, she doesn't have many friends. In the past, her birthday parties were always attended by two of her male friends, and this year was no exception.

"No."

"Sweetheart!"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Ye Ziyu glanced at Ye Ziru, twitched the corner of his mouth, and then lowered his head to eat.

This brother is truly...

From a young age, his eyes were only on his daughter-in-law, just like his father!

An Xiaonuan glanced at Ye Ziru with satisfaction, then looked at Ye Ziyu and asked, "Don't you have any friends to invite? You didn't invite Zipei and the others?"

"I'm not saying you wouldn't invite them either. Besides them, there isn't much else to our class." Ye Ziyu said.

His expression made An Xiaonuan very dissatisfied.

Children become less and less interesting as they grow older, especially a kid like Ziyue who only has code and computers in his eyes!

The guest list for the final confirmation is about the same as in previous years, with only the addition of Sweetheart and her parents. The rest are some new friends that An Xiaonuan has made recently.

"By the way, honey, are there anyone else you want to add?" An Xiaonuan asked.

"No." Ye Mingjue said.

He spends most of his time at home or at work. He hasn't spent much time with people like Han Yichen, let alone made any new friends.

"Well then," An Xiaonuan said before going back to write her guest list.

Actually, it's always the same people every year, but An Xiaonuan has to write it all over again personally every year.

And it is called: ritual sense.

Ye Ziyu didn't quite understand the concept of rituals, this intangible and ethereal thing. He just felt that his mother must be very tired.

However, An Xiaonuan wasn't tired at all. On the contrary, she was very excited because there were new members this year!

The day before Ye Ziyan's birthday, An Xiaonuan took her home.

Ning Wanyuan also came over together.

"Ziyan, do you know what day tomorrow is?" An Xiaonuan asked, hugging Ye Ziyan.

"I know, tomorrow is my birthday, I can eat cake!" Ye Ziyan said happily.

An Xiaonuan: Well, she's really my daughter, isn't she? When it comes to birthdays, all she thinks about is cake.

On Ye Ziyan's birthday, An Xiaonuan woke up early.

First, she got herself dressed up and then went to wake up Ye Zi Rui and Ye Zi Yu.

"Today is Ziyan's birthday, you guys should dress nicely to make Ziyan happy, okay? And also..."

"Don't say bad things, we know, Mom, please go out for a bit first okay? I need to change my clothes." Ye Ziru shrank in the bed, yawning as he spoke.

"Just know that." An Xiaonuan finished instructing and then went to Ning Wanwan's room.

She gently turned the doorknob and saw Ning Wanjuan already sitting by the window.

Just as An Xiaonuan was about to speak, Ning Wanyuan made a shushing gesture and pointed at the bed.

Yezhiyan was still asleep.

An Xiaonuan nodded to indicate that she understood, then quietly walked out.

She didn't throw a birthday party as extravagant as Ye Ranxi's, she just invited everyone over for cake.

Early that morning, the doorbell rang at home.

An Xiaonuan glanced at the time, it was only 7:30. No one had ever come this early in previous years, who could it be?

The housekeeper led the person in, and An Xiaonuan exclaimed in surprise, "Mom!"

Then he immediately ran down and hugged her.

An Ning's work is very busy, she has always been working outside. This time attending Ye Ziyan's birthday party, she still had to push off a lot of schedules to make time.

"As mothers now, how can you still be so immature, like a child?" An Ning looked at An Xiaonuan and said in a doting tone.

"Well, I'm still a child in front of my parents."

An Xiaonuan hadn't seen her mother in a long time. Her mother was really busy, always flying around in the sky.

"Where's Dad? Why didn't he come with you?" An Xiaonuan remembered that Dad had bought a villa next to Mom's. How come they weren't together?

"Hmph, who cares," Anning said angrily.

"What's wrong? Are you two fighting again?"

An Xiaonuan was truly helpless towards these two old children.

Although they are prominent figures in the business world, it's surprising that they would end up in a cold war simply because of differing opinions on a book.

"Who's arguing with him? That lowers my standards."

"Goodness me, I seem to hear someone talking ill of others behind their backs." A weathered male voice drifted in from outside the door.

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