Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

Song Guanting was like a prince riding a white horse, his movements elegant and noble.

"I wonder if I would have the honor of inviting Miss Meng Tang to spend a pleasant and wonderful birthday evening?"

Meng Tang's heart started beating even faster.

Bang bang bang.

Its powerful and resonant sound, as if about to leap from the chest, was impossible to ignore.

She didn't quite remember how she nodded, but Song Guanting led her by the hand into the hotel.

From the entrance, the path is paved with bright red roses.

Waiters stood in rows on both sides, bowing in neat order: "Happy 25th birthday, Miss Meng Tang!"

With a bang, a dazzling burst of fireworks erupted.

Instead of the usual ribbons, colorful petals fluttered down, some landing on Meng Tang's hair, others on her shoulders.

Meng Tang couldn't help but reach out to catch the petals.

What Meng Tang didn't expect was that the lobby on the first floor was just the beginning.

The two of them took a transparent elevator up, and on each double-floor unit, a surprise awaited her.

The second floor features a row of various types of expensive shoes, including high heels, canvas shoes, and sneakers, suitable for all seasons and occasions.

The fourth floor is filled with high-end clothing, including long skirts, short skirts, shirts, and more—all styles that Meng Tang usually likes to wear, enough to last her a lifetime.

The sixth floor is filled with jewelry, necklaces, earrings, rings, etc., enough to fill an entire body and still not be able to hold them all.

The eighth floor is dedicated to cosmetics, featuring various high-end brands, packaged in individual boxes, each meticulously decorated with bows, exuding a girlish charm.

Tenth floor...

Meng Tang went up two floors at a time and received a gift from the next floor.

From the entire body to clothing, food, housing, and transportation.

We went all the way to the top floor.

The top floor features a transparent starry sky ceiling, and a cake with a cartoon design based on her is placed in the most prominent position.

Song Guanting took her hand and led her to the cake.

"You can only blow out the candles after you make a wish."

Meng Tang was surprised that Song Guanting not only remembered her birthday, but also that the surprises he had given her showed that he had spent a lot of time preparing for it.

She never dreamed that her nominal husband would go to such lengths for her birthday.

At this moment, Meng Tang could not hide her wildly beating heart.

She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and made a sincere wish.

I hope every birthday can be as surprising and joyful as today.

I also hope that those who celebrate her birthday with her will be able to...

Meng Tang opened her eyes and blew out the candle.

"I've made my promise."

Song Guanting handed her a small plastic knife, saying, "The birthday girl can do it herself."

Meng Tang blinked: "Such a beautiful cake, wouldn't it lose its beauty if we cut it?"

Song Guanting chuckled and said, "Just keep your cartoon portrait. Cut it down, you'll like it."

Meng Tang felt there was a surprise inside the cake, so she didn't hesitate any longer.

Avoiding the human figure, he made a single, decisive cut.

Halfway there, I bumped into something hard. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an exquisite red velvet gift box.

Meng Tang carefully took the gift box out of the cake.

Upon opening the box, a dreamy begonia-patterned purple diamond necklace lay inside, with two English letters engraved on the back.

MT.

Meng Tang recognized it at a glance; it was an abbreviation of the first letters of her name.

So this necklace was specially made for her; no wonder she had never seen such a unique shape before.

"It's so beautiful! Was this pattern designed by a designer?"

Song Guanting retorted, "No wonder my design skills are inferior to those of designers?"

So this was designed by Song Guanting himself?

Meng Tang, who has always loved money more than anything, suddenly felt that Song Guanting's intentions far exceeded the value of this expensive necklace.

"Try wearing it and see if it fits."

Song Guanting took the necklace from her hand, went behind her, and personally put the necklace on her snow-white neck.

Meng Tang's skin was already fair, and with the necklace that shimmered with a dazzling purple light under the lamp, she looked even more like a sweet and beautiful fairy who had wandered into the forest.

Just as she put on the necklace, a waiter pushed a clothes rack forward. On the rack was a purple fishtail dress, the hem of which was adorned with sparkling purple diamonds, twinkling like a sky full of stars.

"Try it on to see if it fits."

Meng Tang fell in love with the fishtail dress at first sight, nodded, and followed the waiter to change her clothes.

Actually, she just picked out this black strapless dress from her wardrobe, because she felt there was no need to dress up too nicely for the Meng family's treacherous banquet.

But when Meng Tang got out of the Maybach and realized that Song Guanting was going to celebrate her birthday, she regretted dressing so simply.

At the very least, one should wear a pretty dress that matches the atmosphere, instead of all black, looking like one is going to a funeral.

Song Guanting seemed to know what she was thinking, just like he could read her mind. He then produced a fishtail skirt that perfectly suited her taste.

After putting it on, Meng Tang found it fit perfectly.

As the dressing room door opened, a purple fishtail dress accentuated her already slender figure, making her even more graceful. The shimmering purple diamonds added a touch of brilliance, making her look like a star fallen to earth.

Meng Tang also styled her hair in an elegant princess updo, paired with a purple diamond crown.

Wearing crystal high heels, she walked a few steps away from Song Guanting, lifted her skirt, and twirled in place.

Like an elf descended to earth, her two shallow dimples accentuated her snow-white skin, making her look like a fairy, a perfect blend of sweetness and innocence.

"Song Guanting, am I handsome?"

Song Guanting's gaze fell on her and never left her.

He said, "It looks good."

Meng Tang smiled radiantly and took two steps at once, almost flying towards him.

Song Guanting had already guessed that his young wife would be so impatient, and he opened his arms as she jogged over.

He caught his young wife as she rushed towards him, filling the room with a sweet fragrance.

It's so sweet it's almost cloying, like sweetness that seeps into your heart.

As Meng Tang threw herself into his arms, she turned her head and kissed him on the lips.

"This dress fits so well, how do you know my waist size so well?"

Although Song Guanting was very generous with money, and Meng Tang bought things without batting an eye, she always did the shopping herself. This was the first time Song Guanting had ever given her a dress.

The man's strong arms encircled her slender waist.

He could easily half-hug her with one hand without feeling any strain.

"The more you hold them, the clearer it will become."

He said it casually, adding, "Besides, I know more than just your waistline."

Meng Tang followed his gaze downwards, landing on a patch of pure white...

"Song Guanting, you have no shame!"

The pleasant atmosphere was completely ruined by his flirtatious remark.

Song Guanting chuckled softly, "Not angry anymore?"

Even if you're furious, Song Guanting is so incredibly extravagant, throwing money at you from the first floor upwards. The gifts on each floor are all high-end luxury items made with real money.

Under such a barrage of sweet words, which woman could resist?

In any case, Meng Tang shamefully surrendered.

"It's your fault for not saying a word today. I thought you didn't even remember my birthday."