Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 437: Congratulations to Meng Sihan
The waiter sang more and more happily, and soon, people around started looking in their direction. Many children even came to their table and started shouting along with the waiter.

Meng Sihan's body trembled slightly. Looking at the dozens of people gathered around him, his dark face showed many changes.

"Sir, Haidilao wishes you a happy birthday!" the waiters said in unison.

When Meng Sihan saw that everyone's eyes were on him, a new word popped up in his mind: "social death."

"Thank you." His proper manners prevented him from ignoring the hard work of others.

Soon, the waiters left one after another, and a few children stayed by their table, staring at the cake with their round eyes without blinking.

After seeing this, An Yin looked at the children with a smile, "Each of you go get a small bowl and I'll share it with you, okay?"

"it is good"

"Great."

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Meng Sihan sat on the soft chair, watching the little girl happily interacting with the little guy. He felt a warm current flowing through his heart. For some reason, his hard heart actually gave rise to a sour and astringent feeling at this moment.

This has never happened before!

While he was in a daze, the little girl suddenly spoke, "Meng Sihan, make a wish quickly!" An Yin urged him hurriedly while the candle was not yet burned out.

Meng Sihan looked at the faint firelight in front of him and said coldly, "I don't have any wishes." Because his wish would never come true!
"Ah?" An Yin looked at him in confusion, thinking that the man was joking, but when she saw the man's serious face, she realized that he was telling the truth.

Seeing the candle about to go out, An Yin closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and prayed, "I wish Meng Sihan happy every day!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the candle went out.

Just at this moment, the children came running over with a small plate in hand, and An Yin gave each child a small piece.

While she was busy distributing cakes to the children, the man's narrow eyes, as bright as stars, were shining with a cold light under his sword-like eyebrows.

The little girl's words just now, "I wish Meng Sihan happy every day," were clear and powerful, striking his broken heart, as if all the haze in the past had been healed by her at this moment.

Meng Sihan looked at her with more and more fiery eyes.
"This cake is yours."

An Yin handed a piece of cake to the man, her clear and bright eyes staring at him blankly.

Meng Sihan's face was dazed for a moment, and he gradually lowered his eyes to the cake in front of him, but he had no intention of taking it, "You eat it." The cake had been almost divided up, leaving only the piece in the little girl's hand. Should she give it back to herself?
Meng Sihan did not ignore the little girl's swallowing of saliva as she looked at the cake. She obviously wanted to taste it.

"No, it's your birthday today, you must eat." An Yin emphasized.

"Let's each have half." Meng Sihan was not to be outdone, and acted as if he wouldn't eat it if she didn't.

"But."

"No buts." Meng Sihan interrupted her hesitation.

"Okay." An Yin took the plastic cutter, cut the small cake in half, and put it on a small plate. "This piece is for you."

The piece given to him was obviously larger. Meng Sihan raised his slender hand and grabbed the other small piece of land, "I want this one."

An Yin was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything. She picked up a small fork and placed it next to his hand, "Eat it."

"Hmm." The two of them ate the small piece of cake as if they were eating delicacies from land and sea, savoring it bite by bite.

The cake she bought was sweet but not greasy. It melted in her mouth, and a fresh fruity fragrance lingered between her lips and teeth.

Meng Sihan never ate these sticky things before. This was his first time eating birthday cake, and his face was flushed with emotion.

So this is what cake tastes like! So sweet to the heart.

Both of them were full after this hotpot.

When An Yin was paying the bill, the waiter told her that someone else had already paid. An Yin turned to look at the man, her cheeks puffed up, "I must pay for this meal. I'll transfer the money to you."

Meng Sihan was confused, "I didn't pay."

"It must be you who paid for the dipping sauce I made just now." An Yin muttered.

Meng Sihan caught a glimpse of the girl's determined expression and knew that it was useless to say more. He stood up helplessly and said, "Since someone has paid the bill, let's go."

"It was you who paid the bill."

The little girl retorted.

Meng Sihan shook his head and didn't bother with the little girl.

As the two of them walked through the lobby, Meng Sihan noticed a man sitting in a corner. From his back, he looked imposing and exuded an air of dignity and indifference.

He couldn't help but look at the man's back again. Suddenly, a figure emerged in his mind, but he quickly rejected it.

How could it be possible? Why would the Bo family appear here? He must have overthinking it. Soon, Meng Sihan withdrew his gaze.

As the two walked out of the hot pot restaurant, a waiter immediately came to them and told them about some activities in the restaurant.

What the waiter meant was that when the man had his birthday just now, the store waiter took a photo for them, and there was a photo printing machine at the door of the store, and customers who came to consume could print two copies for free.

After the waiter finished the introduction, An Yin raised her head with great effort. The man was a head taller than her. Every time they talked, she had to tilt her neck upward, which was very uncomfortable.

"Do you want a photo?" An Yin blinked her extremely bright big eyes and looked at him.

Meng Sihan was not interested in these fancy things at first, but when he saw the little girl's lively eyes, he was moved and said, "Okay."

Soon, at the waiter's suggestion, An Yin took out her mobile phone, and after some operation, the photo printing machine began to make sounds.

An Yin happily moved forward, waiting for the photos to come out.

The little girl's eyes were as clear and pure as a pool of autumn water. Her smile slightly raised her eyes, making them as lovely as crescent moons. The smile rippled in her eyes, making her whole face look so gentle and lovely.

Meng Sihan stood aside, just looking at her quietly.

"Meng Sihan, look, the photo is out!" An Yin watched the photo slowly come out from the small opening at the bottom and hurriedly reached out to take it.

The next second, her wrist was tightly grasped by the man, "It's dangerous. It won't be too late to get it after it's printed out."

His strong and powerful fingers held her tightly. Although his strength was not great, it made An Yin unable to move.

An Yin did not expect the man's behavior. When she came to her senses, she hesitantly said, "Okay, okay." She said these two words hesitantly.