Mr. Shen, your love-struck wife doesn't want you anymore!

The little princess's surname is Song, and her full name is Song Yanxiao.

Her birthday banquet was exceptionally high-profile, and she chose the most luxurious hotel in Beijing to host her guests.

There were two groups of people who came to the birthday party. One group was the little princess's father's relatives and friends.

Jiang Yu followed Wei Zongming's example and followed the etiquette given by the little princess's mother.

They sat at a table with other distributors from other regions, where Wei Zongming chatted and exchanged pleasantries with familiar bosses.

Jiang Yu sat to the side watching the excitement.

She watched as the bustling hall was filled with well wishes for the birthday celebrant.

The stage was piled high with flowers and balloons, and gifts and greeting cards were stacked up like a small mountain.

The gorgeous gown shone brightly under the lights. Surrounded by admirers, Song Yan sat at the piano, her fingers playing beautiful melodies. Multiple photographers captured her radiant moment from all angles.

She's truly a little princess who was pampered and spoiled by her parents.

Jiang Yu suddenly remembered her 16th birthday.

She doesn't actually remember how she spent her sixteenth birthday.

For her, most of her life had been bleak.

Before meeting Shen Chengyan, she had never had a particularly extravagant birthday celebration.

The year we started dating was the first birthday we celebrated together.

Unfortunately, that birthday was a rollercoaster of emotions for Jiang Yu.

She spent the whole day anticipating what gift Shen Chengyan would give her and where he would take her to eat. Before he even got off work, she couldn't wait any longer and sent him a message, deliberately asking, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Shen Chengyan took quite a while to call her back.

He seemed to be laughing on the other end: "What day is it?"

Jiang Yu pouted: "If you don't remember, then forget it. Go do your work."

He grunted in agreement and hung up the phone.

Jiang Yu stared at her phone, dumbfounded and incredulous.

No.

He just died like that?

Before she could even come to her senses, there was a knock on the door. Thinking it was a neighbor, she angrily went to open it.

Outside the door, Shen Chengyan, holding flowers and a gift box, smiled at her and said, "Happy birthday."

Jiang Yu admitted that her heart raced for a moment, and she even stammered, "Why are you here?"

"How could you not come?" He raised his wrist to check the time, then stuffed the gift box and flowers into her arms. "I bought you a dress, go change into it quickly. I booked a restaurant, and the reservation time is approaching."

Jiang Yu was overjoyed and hurriedly changed into a dress to go to the restaurant with him for their date.

He took her to a high-end Western restaurant.

The room was dimly lit and had a nice ambiance. Everyone was dressed beautifully and appropriately, and Jiang Yu was even too embarrassed to speak loudly.

She sat across from him and whispered to him, "Why did you bring me here for my birthday?"

As Shen Chengyan flipped through the menu, he casually remarked, "Didn't you say you wanted to experience something like this when we went to the movies last time?"

One weekend, they went to see a foreign romantic movie. The male lead took the female lead to a very upscale restaurant to propose, and someone even played the violin for them while they ate.

Jiang Yu had never imagined that dining could be done this way before. After leaving the movie theater, she asked Shen Chengyan, "What's it like to have someone play music for you while you're eating?"

Shen Chengyan, that jerk of a straight man, said, "It would be a very noisy experience."

Jiang Yu glanced down at him and cursed him inwardly for being so clueless about romance.

But to my surprise, he actually kept it in mind.

He must have arranged it with the restaurant beforehand; when they were halfway through their meal, the restaurant staff brought out a birthday cake from a small cart.

The staff, dressed in suits and ties, played a birthday song for her, and the diners at other tables laughed and applauded, wishing her a happy birthday.

Jiang Yu was initially embarrassed and not used to the overwhelming kindness and warmth.

She thought to herself, "So this is how many blessings I can receive on my birthday."

It turns out that she can be happy and joyful on this day too.

When Shen Chengyan asked her to blow out the candles and make a wish, she held back the tears that were about to fall the moment she closed her eyes.

She can't cry.

On such a beautiful day, she should smile.

She made a wish in her heart.

When she opened her eyes, Shen Chengyan was staring at her without moving, her figure reflected in his dark eyes.

Jiang Yu blew out the candles and cut a small piece of cake for him.

Seeing that he was still staring at her intently, she felt a little embarrassed: "Why are you staring at me like that?"

Shen Chengyan smiled and said, "I think you're good-looking."

This was the second time Jiang Yu's heart had raced because of his words.

That strange and unfamiliar feeling was something she had never experienced before. She asked him very softly, "Do you want to know what I wished for?"

Shen Chengyan: "I don't want to know. It won't work if I tell you."

Jiang Yu whispered her wish to him: "I am very happy, and I hope to stay this happy forever."

The candlelight flickered on her rosy, radiant face. She stared at him without blinking; at that moment, her heart and eyes were filled with nothing but him.

She said, "Shen Chengyan, you are so good to me. You are the best person to me besides my aunt. I am so happy and joyful. I secretly told God in my heart that I want to be happy with this man forever."

She said she would laugh, but in the end she was still pathetic and shed tears in front of him.

After she said those words, the smile on Shen Chengyan's face slowly disappeared.

Jiang Yu noticed his unusual behavior when he kept checking his phone, drinking water, and fidgeting.

He seemed very anxious at the time.

Jiang Yu thought his obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness had flared up again, and even asked him if he wanted the staff to come and clean the table.

He said expressionlessly, "Are you finished eating? If you're done, let's go. I still have a lot of work to do."

His attitude plummeted.

Back in his car, he drove in silence.

Jiang Yu sat in the passenger seat, wondering blankly if she had said something wrong.

When they were almost home, she cautiously asked him what was wrong and if he could explain himself.

His emotions suddenly exploded, his face turned very sour, and he started picking on her, saying a lot of nasty things.

"Jiang Yu, I've discovered that you're incredibly fake. You're probably cursing me to death in your heart, but you're still pretending to be weak and vulnerable."

"Besides being a little good-looking, you have a lot of flaws. You have no substance, you're vain and love money, and your head is empty like a vase."

"I just surprised you out of boredom, and you're already crying tears of happiness?"

"Why are you so easy to coax?"

"Use your brain, don't get fooled again."

He finished speaking, panting, then pulled the car over to the side of the road and let her out.

For the next two months, Jiang Yu couldn't figure it out.

Why deliver such a fatal blow when she is at her happiest and most joyful moment?

Even now, Jiang Yu still can't understand why he changed so much that night.

Later, she didn't have the courage to ask.

He offered no explanation.

A scar was deliberately concealed and erased.

As if it were a taboo subject, neither of them mentioned it again.

After marriage, he was no longer as fickle as he was during their courtship.

I celebrate her birthday every year, and her birthday gifts are either surprising, heartwarming, or luxurious.

But in Jiang Yu's heart, she always remembered their first birthday together. When she was floating on clouds, he pulled her down and threw her into the muddy ground, saying those embarrassing and suffocating words to her.

As Jiang Yu rested her chin on her hand and watched Song Yan smile on the stage, she felt that thorn in her heart had sprouted again.

A feeling of resentment suddenly welled up in her heart.

What right did he have to humiliate her like that back then, and then not even offer an explanation?

I didn't have the courage to ask before.

Are we still going to hold it in?

Swipe your finger across the screen to remove that jerk from the blacklist.

I took a picture of the birthday cake and sent it to him: "Guess what I'm eating."

After a while, Shen Chengyan replied: "..."

Jiang Yu: "Quick, guess what I'm eating."

Shen Chengyan: "Cake?"

Jiang Yu: "You got it right. Here's a question for you as a reward."

Shen Chengyan: "..."