Wen Linyu was in a good mood, he even brought a bottle of fruit wine upstairs.
He usually couldn't get used to this stuff, too sweet like fruit juice, without any alcohol taste.
However, considering that An Li might like it, he gave up on the idea of taking a good bottle of wine upstairs.
When An Li, in her home attire, opened the door, she was delighted to see the fruit wine in Wen Linyu's hand.
She first went on tiptoes and gave Wen Linyu a kiss on the cheek.
Then she took the wine from his hand and let him in.
The small living room, just large enough for a two-person dining table.
On it were four dishes and a soup, with a big cake in the middle.
Wen Linyu looked at the food on the table. Though not beautifully presented, it showed she had put her heart into it.
An Li led him to the table, pulled him to sit opposite her, and lit the candle that had long been placed on the cake.
There was only one number "9" on the cake, which puzzled Wen Linyu.
