Qiang Hongtao was not a child like Shuaishuai; he had known for a while that he was dead, but he had one obsession, to personally deliver a gift to Zhang Meijuan.
As soon as he came to, he found himself here, worried that the gift had been shattered in the car accident, he had been searching for it.
Hearing Jiangli's words, he was stunned for a moment, but not that surprised.
Looking at Zhang Meijuan, he instead began to smile, "To see you one more time, I am relieved. Meijuan, I'm sorry I couldn't celebrate your birthday with you..."
Zhang Meijuan couldn't stop her tears, not even caring about her own child, she held up the fortune cat she had been holding in her hand, "I received the gift, I already got it, husband, you, you already celebrated my birthday with me, and you gave me the best gift."
The moment she saw Qiang Hongtao,
Zhang Meijuan completely believed Jiangli.