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Xia Yueqing had no choice but to tell them with a wry smile that Qibao was not sick.

Two days later, it happened to be the 26th, Qibao's third birthday.

Xia Yueqing thought that Qibao loves to eat cakes, so she coaxed her: "Qibao, Mommy will take you to the town to buy cakes today, today is Qibao's birthday, Qibao's birthday should be happy."

Like everyone of his age, Qibao likes cakes, especially strawberry flavored ones.

Xia Yueqing didn't go to the town often, but occasionally, she would bring Qibao a small cake.

But this time it was Qibao's birthday, so she decided to order a bigger cake and ask Aunt Zhou to eat it with Yu Zenan.

"Oh, thank you, Mommy." Qibao was still listless, even when he heard about cakes, he wasn't very interested.

Even so, Xia Yueqing took her to the town. The cake was written with Qibao's name on it. The two-pound cake was quite big, with a lot of strawberries on it.

In the evening, the four of them sat together, Xia Yueqing lit candles on the cake and asked Qibao to blow the candles and make a wish.

"I can promise three, the first two can be said secretly in my heart, and the last one can be said." Xia Yueqing reminded Qibao.

The lights in the room were all turned off, only the flames on the candles made Qibao's tender face blush.

For the cake's sake, the little guy's mood finally rose a bit. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and slowly made a wish with his eyes closed.

When Qibao was blowing out the candles, the three adults wished her a happy birthday together.

Of course, Aunt Zhou and Yu Zenan both prepared small gifts.

Only then did Qibao smile, "Thank you Mommy, Grandma, and Uncle Yu."

Xia Yueqing held Qibao's hand, "Baby, come and cut the cake."

"These two characters are Qibao's name. Now Qibao is officially three years old."

Qibao nodded half-understood, and picked the biggest piece for Aunt Zhou, of course she would not forget Xia Yueqing and Yu Zenan, but her own fell to the end.

Xia Yueqing put the chocolate with Qibao's name on Qibao's cake.

Eating the cream cake, Qibao's little mouth was bulging, and Xia Yueqing was relieved a lot.

After some celebration, it was getting late, Aunt Zhou and the others were going back.

Qibao, who had never said his birthday wish, hugged Xia Yueqing's neck and told her quietly: "Mommy, I only made one wish, and I only told Mommy."

Xia Yueqing nodded cooperatively, and asked her: "Really? What wish did Qibao make?"

"Qibao wants Dad to come home." The little guy remembered his temper tantrum two days ago, when he said this, his face was still a little red, as if he was embarrassed.

Xia Yueqing didn't expect Qibao to say that, she froze for a moment, and her smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

"Mommy, Dad must be very busy and has to go to class like Mommy, so he can't come back to see Qibao. Qibao is waiting for him."

"But Qibao, what if we can't wait?" Xia Yueqing couldn't bear to break the child's fantasy, but this kind of fantasy was too unrealistic.

"Can't wait?" Qibao was stunned.

"Does Qibao like Uncle Yu?" Xia Yueqing asked again.

If Qibao really wanted her father that much... Maybe she would try to accept Yu Zenan.

"Uncle Yu, I like it."

Asked by Xia Yueqing, Qibao forgot that he couldn't wait for the answer.

Xia Yueqing asked while the iron was hot: "If you let Uncle Yu be Qibao's father, will Qibao like it?"

As soon as the words fell, Qibao pouted unhappily. "But Uncle Yu is not a father. I have my own father. Uncle Yu is an uncle."

The implication is that he only accepts Yu Zenan as an uncle, but does not want Yu Zenan to be his father.

Although only three years old, Qibao's logic cannot be underestimated.