Nan Sichen raised his eyes to look at the Southern Old Lady, his expression aloof and indifferent, leaning lazily against the back of the chair, not saying a word, just listening coldly as the Southern Old Lady talked to herself.
When she finished speaking, Nan Sichen spoke indifferently, "You can continue treating this as a holiday, but this is definitely not my birthday."
"You, you, you want to drive grandma mad." The Southern Old Lady struck her cane on the ground in anger, making a thudding sound.
Nan Sichen glanced at her lightly, then turned his head to Jiang Mei and asked, "When is your birthday?"
Jiang Mei was startled, then pleasantly surprised, thinking Nan Sichen was planning to celebrate her birthday. "My birthday has already passed, if there's going to be a celebration we must wait until next year."
"What day?" Nan Sichen coldly asked again.
Only then did Jiang Mei say, "April 3rd."
