After thinking for a long time, Xiao Hua Dan said: "Didn't you say you were going to Yangcheng the day after tomorrow?"

The competition in Yangcheng has become fierce, and the Ma family can hardly sit still.

In Nancheng these days, Si Che doesn't just eat, drink, and have fun, he invites important people to eat, drink, and have fun together to build relationships.

The Ma family is going crazy now, and Xiao Hua Dan is also scared, so she came back from Yangcheng and hid for a few days.

Si Che opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

Yes, he is going to Yangcheng the day after tomorrow. Why did he forget such an important thing?

I blame myself for being so relaxed eating and drinking these past few days.

However, he had promised Tong Yexin to attend Xiaobei's birthday.

Speaking of which, he didn't care about Xiaobei at all.

Si Che pinched his forehead, that's all, just wait until Xiaobei's birthday to come back.

With this thought, Si Che felt relieved again and packed his suitcase and boarded the plane the day after tomorrow.

It’s Xiaobei’s birthday.

Tong Yexin handed the birthday cake made by Li Xiaomei to the waiter and asked them to roll it out when the ceremony started.

She didn't make the birthday party grand, she just ordered a table of home-cooked meals and prepared birthday gifts.

In the evening, she and Xiaobei sat in the restaurant wearing new clothes, waiting for Si Che's arrival.

Time passed little by little.

Tong Yexin first poured a glass of juice for Xiaobei and asked him to drink some.

After a while, the waiter came and asked if he wanted to serve the food first.

Tong Yexin glanced at Xiaobei. The boy was just reading and was not affected in any way.

During dinner time, the number of guests gradually increased. A few people they knew looked at Tong Yexin and her son curiously.

Tong Yexin took a deep breath and said to the waiter: "Let's serve."

Dishes were placed on the table one after another.

Because it was a home-cooked meal that was ordered, it seemed incompatible with the exquisitely decorated dishes next door.

This kind of dish is more suitable to appear on the family table. In this case, why come to a hotel?

No one else knew what Tong Yexin was doing.

Could it be that a divorced woman is frustrated, missing her old life, or is she deliberately being miserable?

A man and woman passing by her table stopped. The woman glanced at Tong Yexin and said with a smile: "Miss Tong, why didn't you arrange your live broadcast room here? There must be a lot of people watching."

Tong Yexin smiled at her and said, "I think so. I'm just afraid that if I accidentally broadcast you, you'd come to me to ask for the slot fee. I don't have the budget."

The woman raised the corners of her lips mockingly, not intending to waste her good mood with her. She took the man on her arm and walked towards the empty seat. The seat should be far away from her and she could see it.

Tong Yexin didn't even care about women.

After the dishes were served, Tong Yexin asked Xiaobei: "Should we serve the cake now or later?"

Xiaobei was silent for a moment and replied: "Isn't cake a dessert?"

Tong Yexin was stunned: "Oh, yes, they will serve it later. Then let's eat first."

When she was serving soup to Xiaobei, Xiaobei took his own bowl and said, "I'll do it myself."

Tong Yexin touched her ears. In fact, she didn't have much time to sit and eat with Xiaobei, and there were very few opportunities to make soup for him. Now she was a little deliberate.

She coughed lightly and said, "Okay, you can eat whatever you like." She picked up a piece of stir-fried tendon with mushrooms and put it in her mouth to taste, "Son, do you think mom has any talent for cooking?"

Xiaobei raised his head and glanced at her.

Tong Yexin looked at the lubricated and flexible tendon: "Your Auntie Xiaoxiao is very good at cooking. I think I can do it too."

It's not that she hasn't cooked before, it's just that the taste is mediocre and she doesn't put much thought into cooking.

Xiaobei fiddled with the soup and said, "I can make it."

Tong Yexin was surprised: "When did you learn it?"

"When we were at Li Bao's house." Xiaobei said calmly, as if it was just a matter of time.

Little things worth mentioning.

He is already twelve years old, 1.7 meters tall, the average height of a man, this little thing is nothing.

But Tong Yexin's eyes filled with excitement: "You can actually cook?"

"You actually know how to cook?"

I repeated it several times with a look of disbelief.

She knew that Xiaobei was here to repay his kindness! Whose child can cook at this age? He has never even touched a rice cooker! Her son can already cook!

Xiaobei was embarrassed by her exaggeration, his ears turned red, and he said, "It's just a few dishes, not everything."

"A few dishes are enough, okay!" Others can't even fry eggs!

"You know how to cook, why didn't you cook it for me?" Tong Yexin asked curiously while eating the food.

Xiaobei glanced at her...

Tong Yexin reflected on herself: She was too busy. In addition to the company's affairs, she also had to socialize. There was a nanny at home, and she always thought that Xiaobei was well taken care of.

"...Did Auntie not take good care of you?" She frowned. After she moved out of Si Che's house, she hired another nanny. She was afraid that Auntie would bully the child when she was not at home.

"If this aunt is not good, we will replace her."

Xiaobei shook his head: "It's okay, it's Li Bao..." He paused and stopped talking.

Tong Yexin looked at her and snickered, the brat was very good at taking care of others.

She said deliberately: "But Li Bao has Zhang's mother and your Aunt Xiaoxiao. She has someone to take care of her. How come it's your turn to cook for her?"

Xiaobei thought she was annoying and stopped talking.

Tong Yexin is quite bored and eats alone.

When I accidentally saw the empty seat opposite, my eyes showed disappointment.

Si Che finally let her down.

If there is a vague sense of self-mockery, I laugh at myself for thinking things too well. Even though I have lived to middle age, I am still naive.

They are all separated, so what kind of family is that?

Whether he comes or not just depends on his wishes...and Xiao Hua Dan's.

Tong Yexin looked at her phone, but there wasn't even an apology message.

Real dog.

She picked up the wine glass and took a sip, realizing that it was not wine. Then she remembered that she had not ordered red wine tonight and was drinking with Xiao Bei.

Xiaobei looked at her silently, and Tong Yexin smiled and said: "This drink is delicious. No wonder there are so many in the refrigerator at home. Did you buy it?"

Xiao Bei said: "If you want to drink, just order a bottle."

Tong Yexin rubbed his head: "No, drinking in front of you is a bad example."

With that said, he drank up the drink in one gulp.

When she was about to pour another glass, a voice interrupted suddenly.

"Sister Tong, I'm sorry, I'm late." Xiao Hua Dan walked towards her, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand, and when she handed it to Xiao Bei, she held it in for a long time before saying "Happy Birthday".

Although there were not many people in the restaurant, it was still in public. What were their identities and what was her identity?

So embarrassing.
Chapter completed!