Yin Baiyan was the first to react, turning back with a grievance in his eyes, "Little Xiaye."
"Teacher, I'm sorry for dragging you into this again." Yan Xiaye pursed her lips, walked over, picked up the cake that Li Beicheng had brought, and set it down in front of the man with unsettling calmness, "I won't celebrate your birthday with you. I am under no obligation to, nor do I intend to, nor do I have the inclination. I hope that the next time we meet, it will be to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a divorce."
It felt as though a bucket of cold water had been dumped over his head.
Li Beicheng was not particularly surprised by this outcome; he had even predicted such a consequence before coming. However, the pain he felt when Yan Xiaye swiftly rejected him far exceeded his expectations.
It seems that's how people are in this world; once they get used to her being kind to him, they can't tolerate any unkindness from her.