I became the daughter of the third master

Chapter 63 What do you want for your birthday?

Chapter 63 What do you want for your birthday?
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Zhi sat on the bed in a daze for a while, recovered, got up and got out of bed to wash up, then Ruan Zhi simply tidied up the room and went downstairs to look for food.

After looking at the food in the refrigerator and thinking about it, he took out his phone and sat on the sofa, ordering a takeaway.

Fifteen minutes after ordering takeaway, the doorbell rang, Ruan Zhi dropped her phone, and ran to open the door with a face full of excitement.

As soon as she opened the door, she was a little stunned when she saw the person coming, and Ruan Zhi swallowed the "thank you" she was about to say.

Shen Qingjuan shook the two big shopping bags in his hands at her, "Don't you invite uncle to come in and sit down?"

Ruan Zhi said "ah", and obediently stepped aside, when Shen Qingjuan entered, Ruan Zhi closed the door and leaned against the door, not knowing what she was thinking.

Not long after, Shen Qingjuan waved to the little girl who was leaning against the door in a daze, "Zhizhi, come here..."

"Why?" Ruan Zhi walked over slowly, poured him a cup of tea and handed it over, then sat on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, "Uncle, this is all I have at home, you can make do with it..."

Shen Qingjuan gave a "tsk", "My brother can't make do with such a good tea~"

"..." Ruan Zhi put down the pillow, thought for a while, and took the pillow over again, "Then do you want to drink? If you don't drink, I have nothing else at home..."

Shen Qingjuan chuckled and casually put the coat on the sofa, her peach blossom eyes were wide open, "I heard from your father that you want to live on campus next semester?"

Ruan Zhi didn't expect him to ask this question, surprise flashed across her eyes, and she hummed lightly.

"..." Shen Qingjuan frowned, raised her hand and tugged at the tie, "Is it because I dislike the bad food cooked by my brother, or because my brother didn't take good care of Zhizhi?"

"No, no." Ruan Zhi quickly shook her head and retorted, "No, I just... just suddenly want to study hard..."

Shen Qingjuan raised her eyes suddenly and looked at the little girl who sat obediently on the sofa opposite, "Well, Zhizhi's birthday is coming, what gift do you want?" Shen Qingjuan also felt that the little girl was unwilling to say , did not force her to change the subject just in time.

"..." Ruan Zhi was slightly stunned, is her birthday coming soon?

Seeing this, Shen Qing felt helpless and raised her hand to pat her forehead, "Study all day, you're going to be stupid, can you even forget your own birthday?"

Ruan Zhi's lips twitched, "Not really, I think there is still a long time..."

After a pause: "Uncle, you don't need to prepare a gift for me. I have a game on my birthday, so I might not be able to celebrate my birthday."

"..."



After Shen Qingjuan left, Ruan Zhi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, her thoughts drifting away.

December 26th was indeed Ruan Zhi's birthday, and it was also the day when Nanyang's accident happened.

For so many years, Ruan Zhi has never had a normal birthday. Every year on her birthday, Nan Jiao would come to disrupt the situation, insisting that it was Ruan Zhi who killed her brother and ruined her life.

Seven years ago, on December 26, after the earthquake, the orphanage was in ruins. When Nanyang rushed back with two small cakes, Pei Ye and Nan Jiao could still see their figures, but Ruan Zhi didn't know they were buried in the where.

When the rescue team arrived and helped them rescue little Ruan Zhi, the little girl's breath was already very weak, and she was sent to the hospital immediately.

After Ruan Zhi's vital signs stabilized, when the dean's mother took Pei Ye and Nan Jiao back to the orphanage, she saw Nanyang lying beside the ruins, already without vital signs...

(End of this chapter)

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