It was late at night, and Ethan Qiao didn't want to make a big fuss, so he simply heated up some microwave instant food, rummaged through the drawers to find a candle, put it on the small cake, and brought it upstairs.
Instead of making any comments on the size of the cake, Julian Qiao was quite surprised. He jumped up wrapped in a sheet like a mummy and snatched the cake from Ethan Qiao.
"Do you want me to sing birthday song for you?" Ethan Qiao sat down next to him.
"...No, you are already a few years old, not a child anymore." Julian Qiao pretended to be mature.
"Then make a wish."
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