Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 144 Happy Birthday
As she turned the corner, she couldn't help but look back.

They remained standing there, watching her go.

Qin Qiong smiled and made a phone call gesture to her, while Lin Zheng put one arm around her shoulder and smiled kindly.

Lin Shi stood alone to the side, his hands in his pockets, and gave her a pretentious nod of his chin.

So this is what it feels like to have someone look at your back?

A staff member next to her politely reminded her that the plane was about to take off, and she responded with a slight wave.

She is a business class passenger.

A pretty flight attendant knelt down in front of her and spoke to her softly.

She had been to France with Qin Qiong and others before, and had also taken domestic flights, so she was much more at ease than the first time.

She slept twice during her twelve-hour journey to England.

I didn't feel tired at all.

She arrived at the airport around 3 p.m. local time, still a little dazed.

After letting everyone know I was safe in the group chat, I felt a little lost looking at the foreigners coming and going.

Fortunately, there was someone specifically assigned to pick her up at the airport and take her to the meeting point.

This study tour includes not only London, but also Edinburgh, York, and Cornell University, among other renowned universities.

The curriculum is also very fulfilling. In the morning there are some classes, in the afternoon there are some physical education classes and drama rehearsals, and on Saturdays and Sundays there are travel days, organizing them to visit famous attractions.

Some buildings are quite old and dilapidated.

British food is really hard to eat; Qin Zhao had never imagined that pork could taste so strong.

It seems the British only have salt and pepper as seasonings. No, they also have sourness, like Jiang Dahai's smelly socks.

How can humans make food taste so bad?

The best British food she ever had was fish and chips from a random stall she found on the street with a few classmates.

It's a bit like tempura, but with a thicker texture.

Well, how should I put it? It tastes like fish.

The portion was huge; she couldn't finish it because it was too greasy.

She remembered that when she and Qin Qiong transited through England before, the food they ate was quite delicious.

Why is it that when it comes to her, every dish is worse than the last?

Every time I call Qin Qiong, Qin Zhao finds it difficult to describe the food, and it's really hard to praise it.

When Qin Qiong asked her, she said, "The Chinese restaurant that Teacher Li took us to was quite delicious."

"..."

Qin Qiong smiled and recommended a few French restaurants to her.

Northern England is mostly cold and damp, but it can be quite beautiful at times.

On a sunny day, on the train from London to Edinburgh, the meadows outside the window stretched to the coastline, a vast expanse of green and blue merging together, dotted with herds of cattle and sheep, and the pastoral architecture was very soothing.

Qin Zhao wondered if one reason why Britain was called the "Empire on which the sun never sets" was because the sunsets there were so beautiful.

On the streets of Edinburgh, she saw a street performer playing guitar, surrounded by a group of people singing along, a scene of casual freedom.

These days, she has seen many different life forms.

They returned to London to visit the British Museum.

She also learned that in addition to 2.3 Chinese artifacts, the British Museum also houses artifacts from ancient Egypt, Greece, and other countries.

Less than 10% of the artifacts are actually from the UK itself.

It seems like you can see the entire history of human development inside.

Qin Zhao and his companions took photos on Westminster Bridge, with Big Ben in the background. The tall and long Gothic buildings next to them made people look very small.

She held onto the railing, gazing at the sunset in the distance, watching the clover-shaped arch of Westminster Bridge reflected on the water, when suddenly she heard a soft cry.

She paused for a moment, then turned around to look.

Qin Qiong, wearing a trench coat, stood not far away and smiled at her. Her eyes lit up, and she took a few steps forward.

She blinked again, stopped, and wondered if she was hallucinating.

Qin Qiong walked towards her in high heels.

Qin Zhao asked in disbelief, "Mom?"

"Don't you recognize your mother?"

Qin Zhao's eyes lit up: "Why are you here?"

Seeing this, his companions came over to greet Qin Qiong. "Qin Zhao, your mother is so beautiful!"

"Hello Auntie!"

"Hello."

Then a Belgian friend they knew asked in surprise in English, "Qin, that's your mom? No way! She could totally pass as your sister!"

Qin Zhao smiled and said that she really was her mother. Qin Qiong also thanked them and said she would treat them to a meal another day.

After reporting to his teacher, Qin Zhao left with Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong looked at Qin Zhao, who was smiling, and said, "Zhao Zhao seems to have become much more cheerful."

Qin Zhao was indeed very happy, especially when she introduced Qin Qiong as her mother to her friends. She inexplicably felt a bit like Lin Shi strutting around with his tail between his legs.

Qin Qiong: "Are you hungry? It's past five o'clock now. Do you want to go eat?"

"Okay."

Qin Zhao followed Qin Qiong to a restaurant.

Qin Qiong: "My father and brother are here too."

Qin Zhao: "Are you here for tourism too?"

Qin Qiong nodded and said, "I just happened to come and see you."

They were chatting after they finished eating.

Lin Shi glanced at her plate and suddenly said, "You still eat so much."

"..."

"No, not at all." Qin Qiong looked at Qin Zhao with a hint of heartache. "Zhao Zhao has lost weight."

Lin Shi snorted: "Eating so much and still losing weight."

"I don't eat this much every day," Qin Zhao said seriously. "Some things are really hard to eat."

She didn't understand why ginger could be put in yogurt, nor did she understand why cake was both sweet and sour.

She described some of the bizarre dishes she had tried, and her adorable expressions made Qin Qiong and Lin Zheng laugh.

After dinner, they took a walk along the river. It was a bit chilly at night, but wearing a jacket made it very comfortable.

Back at the hotel, she chatted with Qin Qiong for a while longer.

Suddenly the lights went out.

She took Qin Qiong's hand while searching for her phone to turn on the flashlight.

Qin Qiong: "It's alright, let's go out and take a look."

This is a hotel suite.

There was a faint light in the living room. Qin Zhao lowered his voice and said, "Mom, why don't you wait here for me? I'll go take a look."

Qin Qiong agreed.

Qin Zhao had just opened the door.

Two loud bangs startled her. She covered her chest with her hands and backed away, the pale light illuminating Lin Shi's face.

Lin Shi clicked his tongue: "Don't shine it in my eyes."

Warm lights came on, and Lin Zheng slowly pushed a cake cart toward the living room's floor-to-ceiling window.

The music of "Happy Birthday" started playing—

Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!

Lin Shi: "What are you standing there for? Come out now."

Qin Qiong pulled her to the French windows.

There was an archway decorated with balloons, large ornaments, and a golden "Happy Birthday TO Qinzhao" sticker on the glass window.

A beautifully crafted three-tiered cake sits on the cake cart, and several gift boxes are displayed on the table.

Qin Zhao felt completely dazed, his whole body stiff and wooden, like a puppet.

The birthday song continued to play.

Happy 18th birthday, Qin Zhao!

Happy birthday, Zhao Zhao.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and make a wish and blow out the candles. Dad and I made these balloons ourselves."

"..."

What does it feel like to have your birthday celebrated when you've never celebrated your birthday before?
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