Lu Jinnian felt that he was dreaming at this moment, standing in place with a bland and graceful posture, staring at the tie clip, as if it had been frozen. After a long time, he raised his head and said to Qiao Anhao in a dry tone: "Thank you."

Qiao Anhao smiled slightly, and under the bright lights of the study, her expression became more and more cute and soft: "I don't know what kind of gift you like, so I chose it for you according to my own preferences, and I don't know if you like it or not."

"I like it." Lu Jinnian answered without hesitation. He continued to stare at the tie clip in the box and glanced at it twice, then carefully covered the box, and said, "I like it very much."

Qiao Anhao continued to laugh, and a hint of relief was revealed in her eyebrows.

Lu Jinnian gently stroked the box, staring at Qiao An's funny cheeks, and the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes became much more restrained. He had never liked to reveal his concern to others, and suddenly a sentence fell from his mouth: "I haven't received a birthday gift for many years."

A simple sentence made the smile on Qiao Anhao's face gradually disappear. She remembered the expression in her mind that day when she stood outside the study door and overheard Lu Jinnian saying the words "Besides, my birthday is nothing to celebrate." Just like now, although her tone is indifferent, it reveals a bit of sadness.

In her memory, Lu Jinnian would attend Xu Jiamu's birthday many times, but he never celebrated his birthday. Qiao Anhao couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart: "Are you still on your birthday?"

"Yes." Lu Jinnian did not open his mouth, but made a sound in his voice. After a while, he slowly spoke: "After his mother passed away, she never celebrated her birthday again."

Lu Jinnian said this very calmly, but Qiao An didn't know what, but heard it, and felt a layer of dense and sharp pain in his heart.

She knew that Lu Jinnian and Xu Jiamu were half-brothers, and she also knew that Lu Jinnian's mother died a little early, but apart from that, she never knew much about it.

Even if Xu Jiamu, who is as old as Lu Jinnian, doesn't know his birthday, their father Xu Bofu should have known... Even if he is an illegitimate son, he is still Xu Bofu's flesh and blood. Even if he can't hold a birthday party with great excitement like Xu Jiamu, the most basic gift and blessing should be there, right?

Qiao Anhao moved his lips and said, "What about Xu Bofu? Don't he celebrate your birthday?"

Lu Jinnian's expression instantly became cold, and a layer of fierceness slowly rose in his eyes.

Qiao Anhao was stunned for a moment, realizing that she might have said something wrong, a trace of uneasiness emerged in her heart, bit her lower lip, and spoke in a low voice, just about to say "sorry", but she just said the word "yes". Her expression was like the frozen Lu Jinnian, but she slowly turned her head and stared at the night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, as if she was telling other people's things, and her tone was surprisingly calm: "Instead of celebrating my birthday, he hoped that I would not have a birthday."

His birth is a stain on life for his biological father.

If possible, his father would probably not want him to be born in this world.

The pain in Qiao Anhao's heart became even more intense.
Chapter completed!