As soon as she had spoken, Jing Yiren regretted.
As Lu Ming's wife, she didn't even know when her husband's birthday was and had to ask him. She should have first found out herself and then planned a surprise for Lu Ming.
Lu Ming gave a light chuckle, not making much of it. After he became an adult, he rarely celebrated his birthday. Because of his busy schedule with work and business, he often forgot his own birthday, and it would only come to his mind when his mother reminded him over the phone.
Lu Ming playfully stroke her nose and said: "November 22, it has passed already!"
At that time, Jing Yiren had just recovered her vision, and he was busy taking care of her, not having time to think about his own birthday.
"Ah!" Jing Yiren regretfully gasped. Her lips pouting out: "What should I do?
She was already guilty enough that she didn't know about Lu Ming's birthday. Now, it had even passed already.
"Celebrate next year!" Lu Ming comforted her instead.