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

Chapter 146 Eighteen Years Old, Very Happy

That was the only time she ever celebrated her birthday.

If that counts as a birthday.

Grandma Jiang never mentioned her birthday again, and the small bread at the convenience store was discontinued and no longer sold.

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The birthday song was still playing, and it even started again for a beat, but Lin Shi, unusually, didn't get angry because of her dawdling.

It seems she has no wishes left.

She hoped that Qin Qiong, Lin Zheng, Lin Shi, and everyone around them would be healthy and free from illness and disaster.

It's already very good, so good that she can't ask for anything better.

She went closer to blow out the candles.

The first blast didn't extinguish it; the flame flickered twice, and just as it was about to go out, it struggled to stay lit again.

Qin Qiong smiled calmly: "It seems this wish must be very beautiful; even the candle wants to hear it again."

Qin Zhao played the flute again, and Qin Qiong helped her.

The candle went out this time.

Qin Zhao burst into laughter through his tears, his eyes red as he looked at Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong looked at her tenderly: "Zhaozhao's wish will definitely come true. Happy birthday, Zhaozhao. Mom loves you."

Qin Zhao raised her eyes slightly, then pursed her lips and nodded her chin to the lower right. She let out a sob and threw herself into Qin Qiong's arms, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Qin Qiong patted her back: "Zhao Zhao is eighteen now. Mom wasn't there for her previous birthdays. How about we celebrate them together from now on?"

Qin Zhao trembled even more, and hummed in agreement with a sob in his voice.

Lin Zheng also hugged them, saying, "From now on, our family will celebrate every anniversary together."

Lin Shi pressed down, and the weight on Qin Zhao's shoulders suddenly became heavier.

He said, "Don't cry. From age one to eighteen, you received nineteen birthday gifts from each person. You received fifty-seven birthday gifts all at once. Shouldn't you be happy?"

"I've eaten bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork more than fifty-seven times."

"..."

Qin Qiong smiled and gave him a light tap: "You rascal."

Lin Zheng: "Dad will treat you to another meal tomorrow."

"..."

Lin Shi: "I really thank you, you even managed to avoid this joyous occasion."

Qin Zhao thought that Lin Shi would definitely be a comedian if he debuted, because he could always make the atmosphere funny as soon as he opened his mouth.

They turned on the floor lamp in the living room and let Qin Zhao cut the cake.

She was a little lost at first, but Qin Qiong said it was okay, just cut whatever you want, the photos were already taken.

Qin Zhao first cut a large piece for Qin Qiong.

Lin Shi: "Mom isn't you, she can't digest so much food."

Qin Qiong: "Who are you calling slow-metabolizing? I just want to eat more sweets today."

When Qin Zhao cut the meat again, he asked Lin Zheng for his opinion and cut it a little smaller.

Lin Shi: "One finger joint width."

"..."

Lin Shih: "This is what self-disciplined people are like."

"..."

The cake was very sweet today, and Qin Zhao ate very small bites at first.

Lin Shi exclaimed, "You've become more elegant after just a few days in England!"

Qin Zhao replied slowly, "Can't I eat slowly?"

"Why not? These are all yours. Besides you, there's no one else in our family who can eat that much."

Qin Qiong took many photos for her.

Although Lin Shi has a sharp tongue, he sometimes has exceptional self-control; he really only ate a small piece.

Seeing that Qin Zhao had almost finished eating, he said, "Cut me another piece."

Qin Zhao glanced at him, and then his attitude changed.

Is this much okay?

"More."

"so."

"can."

Qin Zhao handed him the cake, and Lin Shi curled his lips and smeared the cake directly onto her right cheek, getting some on her eyelashes as well.

"Happy birthday, Qin Zhao!" he said, getting really excited and even playing a catchy tune while dancing for a bit.

Qin Qiong: "You should tell Zhaozhao."

"What are you talking about? She'll find out next time it's her birthday." Lin Shi raised his chin smugly. "Birthdays are all about sharing in the joy."

Qin Zhao wiped his eyes with the wet wipe Qin Qiong had given him, glanced at the cake on the table, and while Lin Shi was playing on his phone and not paying attention, he called out "brother" and imitated him by smearing cake on his face.

Lin Shi still had the height advantage; he pulled himself back to avoid Qin Zhao, who only managed to get his chin and clothes on.

Qin Qiong: "Zhaozhao did a good job!"

Lin Zheng: "Childhood should be a time to share in the joy."

Lin Shi chuckled, then looked at his face in the light of his phone. Even with cake smeared on his face, he was still so handsome!

He even dipped his middle finger in cream and drew a line under his cheekbone on the other side of his face—it looked incredibly cool.

He cut a piece of cake and placed it in front of Lin Zheng, whose current height made him too tall for Lin Zheng to bear.

Lin Zheng's eyelids twitched: "You're tired of stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat. Next time, let's try bamboo whips."

"Don't be such a spoilsport, Dad. It's Qin Zhao's birthday; you should share in the joy."

"..."

Just as Qin Zhao was about to speak, Qin Qiong said, "Don't get it on your dad's hair, just smear it on his face."

Lin Zheng: "..."

Finally, Qin Qiong also had Qin Zhao put a little bit of cream on her nose.

The hotel staff helped them take some photos.

All four of them had cream on their faces, but everyone was smiling happily, except for Lin Shi, who was showing off his jawline in every photo.

"..."

Qin Zhao finished washing up before checking his phone.

Shen Yanci sent her a happy birthday message at midnight.

She smiled and replied with a thank you.

Jiang Man also sent it to her.

She only realized Lin Shi had already posted on his WeChat Moments when she checked her feed.

HBD to qinzhao (cake).

Below is a nine-grid layout. The three middle photos are of their family of four, one is of her making a wish, two are group photos, and the other three are selfies of him.

Shen Yanci, Jiang Man, and Chen Yu all liked the post.

Chen Yu: "Anyone who didn't know better would think it was your birthday..."

Chen Yu: "Happy birthday, Brother Strong Kiss! May you become more and more handsome!"

Qin Zhao replied, "Thank you, Brother Dayu."

My phone vibrated. It was a message from Shen Yanci: "Ready to rest?"

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement: "It's a little past one in the morning in London now."

"I know."

A voice message came through the receiver, and Qin Zhao played it. His familiar, deep voice came through the earpiece: "Happy birthday, Zhao Zhao."

Qin Zhao covered his phone with the pillow.

She tapped the mattress twice with her toes and typed, "I heard you."

She flipped through the photos in the album and also made a nine-square grid.

"I'm eighteen, and I'm very happy."

Shen Yanci immediately liked the post.

May your moon always shine bright.

Whether in China or the UK, this timing wasn't ideal; it took quite a while for someone else to like it.

Lin Shixian replied to Shen Yanci: "Hello? Please get off Shen Yanci."

Then he sent his blessing: "May your life always be filled with sunshine."

"..."

Chen Yu pondered for a moment: "May you always see a sky full of stars when you look up."

"..."

The next day, Jiang Man saw the comments section and thought, "Hello? Is the universe rehearsing here?"
She racked her brains and finally spotted the word "moon" on her phone. Years of shipping couples were all based on her practical experience.

Jiang Man: "May your happiness be like the tide, only rising and never receding."

"..."

The tides only rise and never fall; it took me three times to truly appreciate their wonder…

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