A whole day passed in this busyness, and night fell in the blink of an eye.
At the Lingyun Villa, lights blazed brightly.
Inside the villa, An Guomin and his wife along with Qin Lan were present, and a large five-tiered cake stood here with twenty-four candles stuck into the top.
An Qing stood there wearing a white long dress. Her face bore exquisite makeup, and after meticulously dressing up, she instantly appeared glamorous and radiant.
"An Qing, you look truly beautiful tonight!"
Ling Yun looked at An Qing with a deep gaze, and a flush bloomed across the latter's cheeks as she wore a slightly shy expression.
"Alright, let's turn off the lights and sing the birthday song. Together, let's wish An Qing a happy birthday!"
Qin Lan said with a smile, though she felt a slight ache in her heart.
Pfft!
The little one only just realized at this moment that it was her own mommy's birthday.
"Aha, Mommy, this is for you, happy birthday!"
This child's move was truly astonishing. All the gold from Misty Rain Tomb had been refined into a single crown.
"Haha, Aunt An, is it your birthday today? You didn't even tell me, Beibei, and I don't even have a gift." Beibei shook her head vigorously while covering her pockets, looking utterly adorable and dazed.
An Qing smiled and said, "I don't need your gifts. As long as the few of you grow up happily, that's enough."
She accepted the crown the little one produced and placed it upon her own head.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded!
Their minds were entirely filled with wonder about what was going on with this child's pockets. Qin Lan in particular had her eyes widened to the max, having no inkling whatsoever that the little one's pocket contained