Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 245: I must be Miss Yan's most intimate friend and her most loyal partner.

A black waterproof sheet was laid on the waterbed where I was lying on my side, and the quilt and pillows, which had been aired out all day, were very fluffy and soft.

The fluffy carpet was filled with gift boxes. Just like when Pei Weijin celebrated her birthday, Yan Zhuoyu prepared a birthday gift for Pei Weijin for every birthday from his birth to his 26th birthday.

After taking the group photo, Yan Zhuoyu pulled Pei Weijin to sit on the carpet and unpack the gifts.

She sat for a short while, then changed her position, propping her head up as she lay on her side looking at him: "Honey, do you think the birthday surprise I prepared for you wasn't thoughtful enough?"

The man, who had been looking down at unwrapping gifts and taking photos, finally looked up. Only a warm yellow bedside lamp in the room emitted a soft light, which reflected on his face, making his eyes seem to be tinged with a watery red.

"Won't……"

Pei Weijin choked for a moment before regaining his composure: "How could I feel it wasn't thoughtful? I was already very happy when I heard you wish me a happy birthday downstairs. Not only did I receive a gift, but I also got a cake..."

He listed them out one by one in detail.

Yan Zhuoyu keenly noticed the suspicious hoarseness and pause when he first spoke.

She raised an eyebrow and moved forward, getting closer to Pei Weijin so she could see him more clearly.

Yan Zhuoyu looked away; this reaction made her feel quite sorry for her.

Previously, the Yan family held a birthday banquet for her with the aim of finding a wealthy tycoon for a marriage alliance. However, apart from that, Qin Zhuyue and her college roommates would also get together to genuinely celebrate her birthday.

So over the years, she has always had a very fulfilling birthday.

However, Pei Weijin was in the Pei family, and his birthday was on the same day as Pei Ruolin's, so the situation was predictable.

Yan Zhuoyu quickly drew his attention away, jokingly saying, "Really? Then if I say happy birthday to you every day, won't you be happy every day, baby?"

Pei Weijin quickly composed himself: "That's not necessary. Your baby will feel like he's getting a year older every day."

Yan Zhuoyu got up from the ground, wrapped her arms around the man's waist, and kissed him hard on the face.

A bang.

Visibly, a beautiful red patch appeared on Pei Weijin's pale left cheek.

Yan Zhuoyu put her hands on her hips: "Come on, repeat after me, 'Reject age anxiety!'"

Pei Weijin gently put down the box in his hand and cooperated with her in taking the oath.

After fabricating four lines of oath, Yan Zhuoyu ran out of words.

She lay down on Pei Weijin's lap: "Honey, why don't you hold off on opening your second birthday presents and look at your eleventh birthday presents first?"

"it is good."

Pei Weijin had no intention of opening all the gifts at once. Just like Yan Zhuoyu had said before, he would leave them to open slowly so that the happiness would be prolonged.

She specifically mentioned the gift she received when she was 11, which suggests that the gift was very special.

After removing the outer black gift box, there was another layer of white cardboard inside, which looked a bit older than the other gifts. The outer packaging had three eye-catching black English letters printed on it—SEH.

This is a brand of imported electric shavers that was all the rage more than a decade ago. Although it is no longer common now, this model was the most popular and most expensive one when Pei Weijin was 11 years old.

Pei Weijin was familiar with this brand. He lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Zhuoyu.

"I remember this model has been discontinued, but the seal is brand new. When did you buy it?"

His tone was filled with barely suppressed surprise, and the joy in his eyes was palpable.

Yan Zhuoyu didn't keep you in suspense: "I bought it when you were eleven years old."

She raised her arm and pressed it against Pei Weijin's head as if petting a puppy.

"We even made a pinky promise when we were kids, vowing to be the best in the world. How could you remember me while I'm heartless and forget you in the blink of an eye? Of course, I'm always thinking of you."

At that time, Yan Zhuoyu was developing early and managed to buy suitable underwear on her own. Thinking that the boys in her class were also starting to grow beards, especially Pei Weijin who was two years older than her and in his adolescence, she went to the store and bought him this razor.

Unfortunately, I didn't know his new home address, so I never managed to send it out.

Yan Zhuoyu secretly returned to Jiangjia Village once, otherwise she would not have known about the demolition of Jiangjia Village. Later, she was discovered by Yan Shuting and was kept under even tighter surveillance.

Pei Weijin smiled and stated definitively, "You like me too."

Yan Zhuoyu shook her finger and corrected, "Silly, that's called loving you."

She was still not used to being sentimental on such a festive occasion. After a few seconds of being serious, she said, "Actually, you look quite different from when you were a child. When you were a child, you had two patches of red on your face, your features hadn't fully developed, and your hair was yellowish in the sunlight."

Pei Weijin was already used to Yan Zhuoyu's tendency to jump around in topics. He hooked his little finger around hers and asked, "And now? Do you look better?"

Yan Zhuoyu, with her little finger hooked by him, naturally raised her thumb, making a "6" gesture.

"He was cute when he was little too. Now that he's getting better nutrition, he's grown up to be beautiful and radiant. He's definitely my husband."

Pei Weijin, in the same pose, also made a "6" sign: "Then, Miss Yan, can we pinky swear again? We were best friends before, and now we're best couples."

Yan Zhuoyu naturally granted his small request.

After they pinky swear, she deliberately asked, "So we're the best couple in the world, which leaves the best friend spot vacant. Who should I give it to?"

“Mine,” Pei Weijin answered quickly, then added, feeling it wasn’t quite right, “the two coexist.”

He was unusually greedy this time, wanting to occupy both positions.

I must be both Miss Yan's closest friend and her most loyal partner.

Considering Pei Shouxing's already shattered healthy diet and lifestyle, Yan Zhuoyu didn't prepare a large cake, only a small four-inch one.

There were six dishes and a soup on the table, with a cake in the middle.

Yan Zhuoyu was very sincere; although she didn't cook these dishes, she participated in some part of the process.

For example, she helped sprinkle the black pepper on this black pepper beef pasta dish;

For example, the ingredients for this soup were washed by her.

However, Yan Zhuoyu would never tell Pei Weijin when she was taking credit that she washed it a second time because the aunt had accidentally dropped it on the ground after washing it the first time.

Pei Weijin was most interested in the cake. He pointed to the few ugly-cute little balls on the cake and asked, "What are these balls?"

Yan Zhuoyu explained matter-of-factly, "It's the two of us and Chunfeng. Can't you see the taller person on the right is leading a dog?"

She raised her eyebrows, calmly awaiting Pei Weijin's response.

Yan Zhuoyu herself was well aware that this was a dilemma comparable to "if your wife and mother fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?"

It's hard to tell which of these three large, spherical objects is a person and which is a dog.

Pei Weijin chuckled, not at all stumped: "My dear, your cake-making skills are superb. How could I not tell that this is our family of three? I just wanted to hear you say it yourself. I really enjoy hearing you tell us about us. We are so happy."

Yan Zhuoyu handed him a cake knife: "Alright, you barely passed. Please let our CEO Pei cut the cake~"

The cake was cut in half, just enough for two people.

Pei Weijin thought that if Chunfeng were here, he might give it a small portion, just a very small portion.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to part with it; it was because dogs can't eat cream.

Yan Zhuoyu wasn't so particular. She ate cake for a while and then rice for a while, and sighed, "It's so sinful to eat cream cake so late at night. If Chunfeng were here, I could give it a quarter of it. This cream can also be eaten by the puppy."

Pei Weijin calmly raised his hand: "If you can't eat it, I can help you eat it."

Yan Zhuoyu decisively refused: "I'm just making a verbal apology, it's not that I really can't eat it."

After a long day, she was really tired and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the bed.

Pei Weijin took a lot of photos today and is still staying up late to choose which nine to post first, or to make a video and post them all.

While agonizing over her decision, Yan Zhuoyu's phone suddenly vibrated at 23:59 PM.

She jumped up in a second, turned off the alarm, and exclaimed, "As expected of me, I was prepared and set the alarm in advance, otherwise I would have missed it."

Happy birthday, Pei Weijin.

Yan Zhuoyu hugged Pei Weijin's arm, kissed him, and smiled sweetly.

"This is the last time I wish my darling husband a happy birthday today. We're one year away from meeting again in our next life."