Duan Zihui declined the invitation, saying, “I just brought them here to have fun today, and I also brought the children. The children are too noisy, and I’m afraid they’ll cause you trouble. I might not be able to go to his birthday party tonight. I’ll have someone send the gift over later. Please help me apologize to Mr. Jiang.”
The butler smiled and said, “It’s alright. Mr. Jiang’s child is here today, too, so you can bring the child along.”
“Birthday? Is a birthday party fun?” Little Zhuzhu seemed quite interested.
Lu Yiheng’s family lives in City D, so he naturally knows the identity of Mr. Jiang on this island.
Duan Zihui had only been back in City D for a short time, yet his relationship with this Mr. Jiang had reached the point of being quite familiar, which surprised him.
This man didn’t even give face to Lu Yiheng’s father; he wondered how he had managed to establish such a connection in such a short time.
Lu Yiheng, on the other hand, was quite interested in going to this so-called birthday party, saying, “It’s not a bad idea to go and take a look.”
Maybe he could even close a business deal or two.
Youyou said from the side, “My birthday is coming up soon too.”
When Zhuzhu heard that Youyou’s birthdays were coming up, she asked curiously, “When is it?”
“Next month.”
Zhuzhu: “Then I’ll buy you gifts.”
Since they all said so, Duan Zihui naturally agreed.
“Alright, then I’ll trouble Butler Du to make the arrangements.”
Butler Du smiled and said, “Mr. Jiang would be very happy if you could come.”
“Okay.”
Just as they finished talking and were about to get into the car, a woman’s voice rang out behind them, sounding rather sarcastic: “Oh, Xie Qingyu, you’re here for Mr. Jiang’s birthday party too?”
Xie Qingyu turned around and saw a woman dressed flamboyantly, wearing a beige hat. She was wearing a yellow dress and looked somewhat like a noblewoman who had stepped out of an oil painting, except that her looks didn’t quite suit the outfit.
Her appearance was not bad, but her demeanor didn’t quite match.
Xie Qingyu frowned and thought for a long time after hearing this person’s words before she remembered who this person was.
After Zhuzhu started kindergarten, she had nothing to do, so she would occasionally sign up for some training classes to play.
This woman was a friend of a friend whom Xie Qingyu had met in the flower arranging class. Xie Qingyu had attended the same banquet with her twice.
She was supposedly a famous socialite from a well-off family, a circle Xie Qingyu could never enter on her own.
This rich young lady was incredibly arrogant.
Xie Qingyu, someone with only modest wealth and divorced with a child, was simply beneath the other party’s notice, and of course, their personalities clashed.
They had only met twice, yet she remembered her.
Xie Qingyu greeted her politely and courteously.
“Miss Ling.”
Ling Shurui’s eyes held a hint of mockery as she looked at Duan Zihui and asked in a somewhat sarcastic tone, “You’ve got a new boyfriend, huh? You’re even qualified to come to Mr. Jiang’s birthday party. That’s quite something.”
Little Zhuzhu didn’t like the aunt’s tone and immediately said, “This is my father.”
She then added, “He’s my biological father!”
Ling Shurui’s face immediately turned ugly.
The butler was being so polite; this man must be someone important. She had originally intended to mock Xie Qingyu for marrying into a wealthy family, but she never expected that this man would turn out to be her ex-husband.
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