This habit had become deeply rooted, so much so that during those five years Yan Xiaye spent in prison, every time he celebrated yet another birthday surrounded by his sly friends and various second-generation rich kids, toasting in celebration, her figure would unconsciously glide through his mind, and the bittersweet aroma of chocolate always seemed to linger on his lips.
Since Yan Xiaye's release from prison, this was the first birthday he had spent.
Li Beicheng knew that with the currently irreconcilable relationship between him and Yan Xiaye, he shouldn't have any expectations, yet he couldn't deny the most genuine feelings at the bottom of his heart.
He didn't believe she would forget his birthday, so what was she thinking?