Chapter 599 - Chapter 599: Cake (1/2)

Chapter 599: Cake

Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations

“I’m not as shameless as you. Let me up and I’ll get you something to drink.”

Lu Zhen wanted to get up, but Song Jia hesitated for two seconds before letting go. She stood up. Just as she was about to walk to the door, Song Jia also stood up. Then, Lu Zhen saw Song Jia pick up the small cake that Lu Zhen had given to Bei Mu and throw it into the trash can. She was stunned for a few seconds before she hurriedly walked over and picked up the cake. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing much. Bei Mu doesn’t like sweet food,” Song Jia said calmly.

Lu Zhen was caught between laughter and tears. She looked at Song Jia helplessly. ‘You’re being petty again, right? Don’t worry, I’ll give you a super big cake on your birthday, okay?”

Was this a problem with the cake? Song Jia looked at the cake in Lu Zhen’s hand and resisted the urge to destroy it. He was indeed a little drunk. Normally, he would not do such an irrational thing.

Seeing that Song Jia was silent, Lu Zhen placed the cake on the table and walked to Song Jia. She held his hand and said softly, “I didn’t have to come to the bar in the first place. I thought that you were here too, so I came. I didn’t come here to celebrate Bei Mu’s birthday because I missed you.”

In the end, Lu Zhen was a little embarrassed. Song Jia’s gaze slowly changed as he stared at Lu Zhen. “Really?”

“What else?” Lu Zhen glared at him. “Alright, I’ll be back soon. You’re not allowed to throw the cake away again, or I’ll really be angry.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.” The gloominess in Song Jia’s heart completely dissipated. He sat back on the sofa and looked very obedient.

A moment later, Lu Zhen brought in a cup of tea. Song Jia finished his tea and said to Lu Zhen, “I’ll go upstairs and take a shower.”

Lu Zhen blushed. “I’ll go back later.”

“It’s not that I don’t want you to go back. I’m just taking a shower and sending you back.”

“No need. You’ve drunk. You should rest.’

“I’ll be quick. Wait for me for a while.”

Their conversation seemed to be on different channels. Lu Zhen was helpless and could only follow Song Jia upstairs. The room upstairs was very tidy, but it was naturally incomparable to the furnishings of a five-star hotel.

Song Jia entered the bathroom and quickly took a shower. When he came out, water was still dripping from the ends of his hair.