"Happy birthday..." Mu Qingyu murmured.

"Yes, yes, happy birthday, but young master, why do I always think you are unhappy?" Du Ziteng unbuttoned his clothes and only unbuttoned two of them, and Mu Qingyu waved his hand away.

"Don't disturb me, let me sleep..."

Du Ziteng shook his head helplessly, raised his feet and put them on, covered him with a quilt, walked downstairs, and came to the dining room. He couldn't help feeling extremely sad when he saw the cake moving.

Every year, the eldest young master doesn't like blowing candles. He thought that this year he would take the initiative to insert those colorful candles, and he would make a few wishes and then happily blow out the candles. Unexpectedly, he gave up.

Alas! He has been so lonely and lonely on his birthday for many years.

It was originally a little more lively tonight, but An Yurou also had her birthday today. The eldest young master refused to let Yao Meier accompany him, which made Yao Meier cry. She threw down the gift and went home angrily. The eldest young master drove to Qinglianyuan alone.

Fortunately, Du Ziteng knew that he would come here, so he moved a few dishes he liked to eat in the hotel, and then brought cakes, fruits, etc., just like in the past, celebrating his birthday alone.

Tonight is different from previous years. In previous years, the eldest young master would cut a piece of cake and eat it, but tonight, he didn't move at all, and the candles inserted on it were arranged so neatly and beautifully.

Could it be...he is waiting for the girl to come back?

Du Ziteng thought about this and immediately went upstairs. He pushed the room away and saw that Mu Qingyu seemed to be asleep. He gently covered the door, picked up the two gifts placed on the sofa, and drove straight to Fenglinyuan.

Du Ziteng's arrival made An Yurou feel ecstatic. She happily took his hand and walked into the room. When Du Ziteng saw that there was only Su Huizi who she had seen last time in the living room, and a strange man, she was stunned, "Where is your classmate?"

"They will go back to school after the dance party." An Yurou said, "Look at what time it is, it's 10:40 in the evening, and we will have class tomorrow."

Du Ziteng clapped his hands, "Oh, there are eighty minutes left to pass today."

"Yes, if you come later, the gift you give will be outdated." An Yanan walked in with an oversized doll in one hand and a gift box in the other, "Du Ziteng, you are so generous."

Du Ziteng laughed, "I mean, I mean, my sister."

Murong Feng had already heard Su Huizi's introduction about Du Ziteng, so he came over to greet Du Ziteng. An Yurou smiled and said, "My brother in the orphanage is Murong Feng. We call him Crazy Brother, and now he is a policeman."

Du Ziteng quickly smiled and reached out to Murong Feng to hold his hand, then nodded to Su Huizi, pulled An Yurou and went upstairs.

Murong Feng looked at Su Huizi in surprise. Su Huizi smirked, then took his hand and said goodbye to An Yanan. After walking out of the door, Su Huizi said to Murong Feng: "Their relationship is very good. This man is definitely a little bitch. If An Yurou is a sister, don't care."

"He's very beautiful." Murong Feng laughed, and Su Huizi poked his waist with her elbow and glanced at him, "Don't bend, otherwise I'll help you straighten it."

"Tsk, Huizi, if you say that, I will misunderstand that you like me." Murong Feng patted her head and got into the car. Su Huizi touched the back of her head and smiled.

"Brother Du, what did you say? You asked me to follow you now?" Upstairs, An Yurou opened her mouth in surprise, "How can this work? My brother will be suspicious."

"I have a way, girl, I beg you. You go and spend time with the eldest young master. Do you know that today... today is also his birthday."

"Ah?" An Yurou was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

An Yanan was entertaining her sister's guests today, and she was drinking so much that she was ready to clean up and go to bed, but Du Ziteng pulled him to drink.

"Brother, just have a drink with Brother Du, just let's just say it." An Yurou brought two cups containing light green wine, dodged her eyes, and did not dare to look at An Yanan directly, stammeringly, "This is... this is fruit wine, I won't get drunk."

"Okay." An Yanan was unprepared. He took a cup. An Yurou paused for a moment before handing the other cup to Du Ziteng.

Du Ziteng's eyes flashed and almost shook An Yanan's eyes. An Yanan frowned and rebuked, "Strange." Then he gently touched Du Ziteng's cup and raised his head to drink.

Du Ziteng smiled, raised his glass and drank it all. Five minutes later, Du Ziteng was still energetic to help An Yurou tidy up the living room, while An Yanan lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

"Quick, go in!" At the gate of Qinglianyuan Villa, Du Ziteng entered the password and opened the door, pushing An Yurou beside him in.

He seemed to have run for eight thousand meters, and was driving the car, but he was breathing in a hurry.

He was anxious. He had been driving for such a long distance of 50 minutes. There were still ten minutes before tomorrow morning. He hoped that An Yurou would celebrate Mu Qingyu’s birthday today in these ten minutes.

Du Ziteng explained everything on the way, so An Yurou ran into the room and went to the dining room to simmer candles for the cakes. Du Ziteng shook the red candles on the candle stand again, placed roses, poured them two glasses of red wine, and then stuffed the violin that he had moved here earlier into An Yurou, and he ran upstairs quickly.

Mu Qingyu was still lying on the bed and sleeping. Du Ziteng didn't care about it. He lifted the quilt and pulled him up, then shouted: "Young Master, it's not good, it's not good! There is a thief downstairs!"

Mu Qingyu was shocked, and his black eyes suddenly lit up like a wolf's eyes. He ran downstairs quickly, but heard the melodious sound of a violin in the dining room-

The song "Happy Birthday" made An Yurou play beautifully, like gurgling water flowing into the heart stream, warm and stirring Mu Qingyu's heart.

He slowly went down the stairs and walked slowly towards the dining room.

Du Ziteng followed him. Seeing his light steps, his hands naturally stroked his sleepy hair. He couldn't help but smile with relief, his eyes wet.

An Yurou saw Mu Qingyu stepping into the dining room, then finished the last note, put down the violin, bent her waist at him, smiled, and said respectfully: "Happy birthday, eldest master!"

The moment she saw An Yurou, Mu Qingyu couldn't help but feel sour. She saw An Yurou wearing red clothes, her clear eyes were shining and her smile was pretty. Her eyes looked at him with warmth, like a beam of sunshine suddenly shining into his heart.

He couldn't help but scream: "Yu'er..."

An Yurou's body suddenly trembled. The hoarse and thick voice, with a hint of sob, seemed to be from the distant sky. The sound was so familiar and so long-lost.

"elder brother……"
Chapter completed!