Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 127 Birthday
There was a rattling sound, the tablecloth was suddenly lifted by Pei Zhihan, and the dishes fell and shattered all over the floor.

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The next day

It was almost noon when Hong Jiaqi woke up, and when she wanted to get up, she was sore and weak, and she was alone on the bed.

After lying down for a while, Hong Jiaqi gritted her teeth and sat up.
"Miss Hong, are you up?" An Lan's voice came from the door, and Hong Jiaqi looked up, "I'm getting dressed." Opening the closet, she took out a light pink autumn dress, Hong Jiaqi took it easy Put on and go out the door.

"Miss Hong, this is a gift I bought for you. I planned to give it to you at night, but... because the young master is here, I can only give it to you now." An Lan handed the brocade box in her hand to Hong Jiaqi, The bright eyes were stained with worry, "I hope you don't dislike my shabby gift."

"It's so good, why did you give me a gift?" Hong Jiaqi was a little surprised when she saw the brocade box in her hand.

An Lan couldn't help laughing, "Miss Hong is really careless, yesterday was your birthday." Why do people tend to forget their own birthdays.

"Birthday?" Hong Jiaqi was stunned, yesterday was her birthday?She didn't remember it at all.

"I wanted to remind you, but the young master refused."

Hong Jiaqi was surprised, "He knows my birthday?" So last night's sumptuous dinner was prepared for her?He would be so kind?
An Lan nodded, "Yes, the young master has never cared so much about Miss Leng."

"Miss Leng..."

"It's Miss Shuangruo." An Lan whispered, "But now the whole villa can't mention her."

Thinking of those things, Hong Jiaqi couldn't help asking, "Is that what Pei Zhihan meant?"

An Lan was noncommittal, "Miss Hong is hungry, I'll go and ask Aunt Qiu to prepare something for you."

Hong Jiaqi looked down at the gift in her hand. It seemed that this was the first time someone gave her a birthday gift after she came to Jincheng, and she felt warm in her heart.

"An Lan, ask Aunt Qiu to boil two eggs for me and serve me a bowl of noodles."

"Okay, Miss Hong." An Lan smiled and turned to leave.

Hong Jiaqi entered the room and opened the gift box. Inside was a very beautiful butterfly hair clip, light pink, especially playful and tender, with many rhinestones on it, shining crystal light.Hong Jiaqi sat in front of the dressing table, combed her hair with a comb, held it with a hairpin, and left the room in a good mood.

(End of this chapter)