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So Wang Anyi could only keep drinking osmanthus wine.

Although the sweet osmanthus is easy to catch, just like a drink. However, in terms of the degree, it is probably higher than the degree of beer, so you will get drunk if you drink too much. And because it is delicious, you will always drink too much without realizing it.

"It's so hot, I'll go upstairs to have a breeze." Wang Anyi was already a little dizzy and her face was flushed in the second half of the banquet.

"Go, be careful not to catch a cold. Remember to cut the cake for you later." Wang Zhishang carefully reminded him.

Wang Anyi paused in her movements, and after a moment he turned around, looked at Wang Zhishang with a light smile, and said, "Okay."

In fact, this is her first birthday in strict terms since her life.

My mother became ill because she missed her little daughter and was not very energetic. She spent her days in a panic every day, so how could she remember her birthday? Occasionally, the days were always inaccurate. Later, when her mother passed away, celebrating her birthday was even more luxurious for her. Moreover, celebrating her birthday alone seemed even more sad. So later, she simply stopped her birthday.

Unexpectedly, many years later, she could still celebrate her birthday as if she was decent. She was not moved, but she was even more grateful and respectful to the King.

She held the handrail of the stairs and climbed up step by step.

Her body was a little heavy, and Wang Anyi felt that her steps were all empty, as if she was stepping on the clouds. Of course, she was a person who cherished her life, so she took every step carefully.

"Qingxian, go and see Anyi, don't let her be cooled by the cold wind." After a while, seeing that Wang Anyi had not come back, Wang Zhishang asked Zhao Qingxian to take care of her.

"Yes." Zhao Qingyan naturally wanted to give my uncle a face. Besides, she was a little worried about Wang Anyi, who obviously had drunk too much.

Zhao Qingyan found Wang Anyi on the terrace. She leaned against the terrace and let the cold wind blow.

The wind blew her hair, and she didn't care at all, just smoked her cigarette in obsession.

The wind blew in with the smell of smoke. Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but frowned, then wrapped her coat tightly and walked out, "It's cold outside, come in quickly."

Hearing her voice, Wang Anyi slowly turned around. In the dim light and shadow, Zhao Qingyan couldn't see her expression clearly, and only heard her say with some dislike: "Why are you here?"

"Uncle is afraid that you are not wearing a coat, so I ask me to give you clothes." As he said that, Zhao Qingyan threw her coat to her.

Wang Anyi put on her coat and sneered, "What's this wind? The winter in the United States is much colder than here." However, the most important thing is not the cold weather, but the heartbreak. For a long time, she felt like she was living in a dark ice cellar and could not get a trace of warmth. Of course, Zhao Qingyan could not understand this mood.

"If you want to come in or not, you can do whatever you want." Zhao Qingyan knew that she could not hear anything good from her, and she was not interested in listening to Wang Anyi's complaints. It was not that she was cold-blooded and ruthless, but that Wang Anyi's actions had long wiped out her expectation for her sisterly affection.
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