Liangchen turned his head and glanced at Jing Haohao. Jing Haohao immediately smiled and raised his hand and gently touched Qianhua's wine glass.
The three of them drank it all in one go.
Then Liangchen took the empty wine glass from Jing Haohao's hand and put it on the waiter's tray with the one in his own hand. He then took out a small, exquisite gift box from his pocket and handed it to Qian Hua.
Qianhua held the wine glass slightly harder, and asked with a bright and white-toothed smile: "Is this a birthday gift for me? What is it?"
"Open it and take a look."
Qian Hua smiled again, took it, pretended to be normal, opened it, and looked at the gem necklace inside that was many times more expensive than the Buddhist beads hanging on Jing Haohao's wrist, but he couldn't feel any joy in his heart.
A gift without heart, even if it is priceless, is useless.
However, she tried her best to squeeze out a smile on her face, looked at Liangchen, and said softly: "Thank you, Brother Liangchen."
Liangchen nodded gently and didn't say anything. He just looked around and then said to Qianhua: "I went aside to say hello to my friends first. You have fun."
"Yes." Qian Hua nodded and watched with a smile as Liangchen put his arms around Jing Haohao and gradually left. Then the smile on the corner of his lips gradually disappeared, and his face became pale.
…
This was the most painful birthday party Qianhua had ever had in her life. Just like at her previous birthday parties, her eyes always fell on Liangchen involuntarily.
But the man who used to be alone at her birthday party every year, this time, there was a beautiful and clean woman standing next to him.
It was obvious that he was very interested in that woman. He held back her drink, brought her warm water, and sat with her in a quiet corner to chat.
The two of them didn't know what they said. Jinghao would smile from time to time with his eyebrows bent, like the purest lily, while Liangchen, although he didn't have such an obvious smile, his eyes were warm and affectionate.
That picture was impeccably beautiful, but it stung Qian Hua's eyes severely.
There is a dance at the birthday party.
In previous years, Qianhua's dance partner was always Liangchen. This year, before she could invite Liangchen, Liangchen had already entered the dance floor with Jinghao Haohao.
Qian Hua sat aside and looked at the two people dancing on the dance floor. Her vision became a little blank. She slowly lowered her head, picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank one cup after another.
That piece of music lasted only four minutes and thirty-seven seconds, but Qian Hua felt as if it had gone through several lifetimes, and it was so long that she couldn't stand it.
In the end, she simply took the bottle and drank some wine, then stood up unsteadily, wanting to walk onto the dance floor and pulled away from them.
However, standing at the edge of the dance floor, Qian Hua felt that she did not have any courage. In the end, she just slowly took two steps back, turned around and walked out of the banquet venue.
…
It had been a long time since Jing Haohao had danced with anyone, so her dance steps were a bit unfamiliar, but under Liangchen's guidance, she felt like a butterfly flying gracefully.
Those four minutes and thirty-seven seconds are more like a kind of enjoyment.
When it was over, Jing Haohao was still slightly reluctant to leave.
Liangchen took Jinghaohao to a seat in the corner and sat down, and personally handed Jinghaohao a glass of water.