?Reading on mobile phone Yang Jiajun had never before experienced the taste of frustration. Since he could remember, his life had always been one of being the star of the show, thanks to his mother, the chairman. Whenever he had to compete with others for status, he had never lost. He had assumed that meeting and outperforming Zhou Muzi’s boyfriend would be a breeze, leading to a happy reunion with the beautiful woman of his dreams. Instead, he ended up being looked down upon. The villa key in his pocket had become a hot potato—something he now found difficult to handle. If only he had known how formidable Zhou Muzi’s boyfriend was, he wouldn’t have handed over the key so early. Even a simple eight-story cake had turned the situation into a dilemma. “Mr. Yang, if there’s nothing else, you may go,” Qin Feng smiled. “I’ll take care of the bill—there’s no need for you to worry. By the way, could you please take the cake with you? Anyone who wants to eat it can follow you.” "The three roommates keep looking at each other, unsure of what to do. If they stay here, they'll definitely offend Yang Shao; but if they leave, they'll equally offend Zhou Muxi." "There's no need to overthink it—just follow Yang Shao," Qin Feng made the decision for them. Yang Jiajun left the room with a sense of quiet resignation, several teammates pushing the cake behind her, while the three girls also stepped out. The room suddenly felt much quieter. Soon after, others began to rise and say their goodbyes. "Muxi, I didn't expect my birthday to turn out this way. I should have arranged it myself," Qin Feng said, wrapping his arms around her slender waist. "I don't care about anyone else," Zhou Xiaoniu smiled sweetly and said obediently, "As long as my brother-in-law's husband can stay with me, this birthday will already be a happy one!" Qin Dashi gave her a firm push with both arms, lifting the slender girl onto his lap and said, "That's fine—let's treat this as my personal birthday celebration for you. With all these dishes, we'll have to fill our stomachs!" "Agreed," the young girl said, her fists clenched. "Only after we're full can we have the energy to roll the bedsheet in the evening." Qin Dashi was both surprised and slightly flustered—could he really say things so straightforwardly? Didn't girls learn to be more indirect, more reserved, to be graceful and never let a smile show? Both parents were extremely busy and had no time to come and celebrate their daughter's birthday, but they felt that this marked a significant milestone—her eighteenth birthday, after which she would officially become an adult. So they decided at the last minute to set aside their current work and drive all the way to the capital, finding out from her friends where the birthday celebration was taking place, hoping to surprise her. There was certainly a sense of surprise—though as for joy, that remained to be seen. All four eyes were wide open, especially that of Zhou Mingchu and his wife, who couldn't believe what they were seeing. Qin Feng wasn't supposed to be the boyfriend of their niece, Shu Yajing, right? Then why was Si Si sitting on his lap? Qin, the young gentleman, was the first to react, blushing slightly and saying, "Good morning, Uncle and Aunt. If I tell you that I'm actually stepping in as Si Si's boyfriend, would you believe me?" The couple exchanged glances and both shook their heads in disbelief. Zhou Mushi quickly got off his leg, her cheeks flushed, saying, "You came without even giving me a heads-up! I was just playing around with my brother-in-law—don't you dare think anything else!" Zhou Mingchu thought, How could I not have imagined something already? Just a moment ago, you were sitting so close to each other—could that have been just playful banter? Mrs. Zhou shared the same thought. She knew her daughter well—since childhood, she had rarely been that physically close to anyone of the opposite sex. And today, on her daughter's 18th birthday, even if Qin Feng were Shu Yajing's boyfriend, there was no obligation or necessity for him to come all the way to the capital. "Si Si, what exactly happened?" Mrs. Zhou's tone carried a hint of seriousness. Zhou, the young girl, glanced at Qin Feng and suddenly spoke with confidence, "Since you've both seen us, I won't hide it anymore—I'm now Qin Feng's girlfriend!" "What?" The couple stared at her in astonishment. Zhou Mingchu said with a face full of indignation, "Si Si, you're simply irresponsible! How could you have ended up with your cousin's boyfriend? You must have been keeping little Jing in the dark, right? This is utterly unethical—how will you face your cousin in the future?" Mrs. Zhou shook her head at her daughter with a look of frustration, and also glared at Qin Feng. Zhou Mushi immediately countered, "We haven't kept anything from your cousin at all—she's been aware of my relationship with Feng since the beginning!" "Really? Then why hasn't Jing told me about this?" Mrs. Zhou was unconvinced. "If Feng has been taken away by her own cousin, even if she doesn't tell me as her aunt, she should have told her cousin, Shi Qian!" Zhou Mushi raised her chin with pride. "I never took away your cousin's boyfriend! Feng is the boyfriend of both of us!" Zhou Mingchu's chin nearly dropped to the ground—how could anyone believe that two sisters were sharing one boyfriend? Zhou Fu-ren pulled out her phone without hesitation and dialed her niece's number: "Jing, it's me, your aunt. Do you know what Qin Feng is doing these days?" On the other end, Shu, the police officer, replied: "I do know—he's in Beijing to celebrate his sister's birthday. What's up, Aunt? What's the matter?" Shu was a bit taken aback, but she managed to keep her composure: "Actually, I'm wondering—what exactly is Qin Feng's relationship with Si-si? Is he still your boyfriend?" Shu didn't understand why the aunt was asking this, and smiled: "Aunt, you're acting like you've just been shot. Of course Qin Feng is my boyfriend—our relationship is strong and solid!" "But Si-si says Qin Feng is also her boyfriend. How is that possible?" "I have something important to attend to," the aunt said, "so I'll hold off on telling you for now. Goodbye." Shu hung up immediately and murmured to herself: "It seems they've already revealed the truth. I'm afraid I can't help you now, Si-si and Qin Feng. You Zhou Mingchu looked at his wife with an inquiring gaze, then turned to Qin Feng and said in a sharp tone, "You young man, you're juggling two boats—surely you've deceived Si Si, haven't you? She's so simple-hearted, she must have fallen for it!" Qin, the younger son, stood up calmly, his tone composed. "I call you Uncle purely out of respect for Si Si and Jing Jing. What I want to say is that I have never deceived either Si Si or Xiao Jing. I am truly sincere with both of them, and they are equally sincere with me. Though you are Si Si's father, I still believe you should leave our young people's matters alone, as you don't fully understand the reasons behind them."