"Hmm... it’s not because of this. I just wanted to ask you, is Uncle... a very impressive person?"
"Well, it depends on the aspect. Why are you asking this, did something happen today that involves Godfather?"
Li Chenglu was a trustworthy person, so Bae Juhyun felt no pressure in telling him about what happened today.
Next, she heard Li Chenglu’s shocked voice.
"So I was thinking, maybe Uncle helped behind the scenes. If that’s the case... I want to call and thank Uncle personally."
Subconsciously, Bae Juhyun hoped that it was Liu Xin’an’s father who helped, rather than Liu Xin’an himself.
One thing not to forget, today... she needed to apologize to Liu Xin’an.
She had forgotten Liu Xin’an’s birthday; that was an undeniable fact.
Rather than pretending nothing happened and hiding it, Bae Juhyun wanted to express her guilt and seek Liu Xin’an’s forgiveness.
She had promised not to lie to Liu Xin’an anymore, and hiding this... what difference would it make from lying?
But if this big gift today was indeed from Liu Xin’an, how could she face Liu Xin’an to apologize?
Someone who remembered all her preferences, all her holidays, prepared such a thoughtful gift, and even gave her such a grand surprise...
She had even forgotten his birthday.
Bae Juhyun was on edge, afraid of getting a negative response from Li Chenglu.
Fortunately, Li Chenglu didn’t disappoint her.
"Well... if Godfather had intervened, it’s highly likely. Besides, I don’t think Liu Xin’an himself has the connections."
"Phew... that’s a relief. If it really were Xin’an’s connections, I’d feel so ashamed."
"Hahaha, it’s fine, Irene. That guy isn’t that petty. You’ve been so busy lately; it’s normal to forget some things. Besides, forgetting a birthday doesn’t mean your relationship is strained. Don’t worry about it."
Knowing what was bothering Bae Juhyun, Li Chenglu softly comforted her.
"Okay, I’ll call Uncle to thank him first. Thank you, Chenglu. In a while, I’ll go to celebrate Xin’an’s birthday and give him a surprise."
"Oh! But Irene, you’d better call him in advance. That guy might not finish his livestream until midnight."
"I know, I’ll take care of it. I’ll hang up now."
After ending the call, Bae Juhyun let out a huge sigh of relief. She sat up from the bed and rubbed her throat to make her voice sound more natural.
Next, she found Liu Zhengjiang’s number, respectfully holding the phone with both hands, kneeling on the bed. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
The busy tone echoed in her ears, as if a giant hand gripped her throat...
Until a steady male voice sounded, she held her breath and greeted the man on the other end sweetly.
"Uncle, good evening. Am I disturbing your rest?"
"No, what is it, Juhyun?"
Bae Juhyun was taken aback, a bad premonition rising in her heart.
Did Liu Zhengjiang not know why she called?
With confusion, Bae Juhyun briefly recounted the day’s events at the company to Liu Zhengjiang.
Then, unable to wait for his response, she proactively asked, "Wasn’t it you who helped out, Uncle?"
The man on the other end paused, then Liu Zhengjiang answered with a laugh, "No... that wasn’t me."
"What? If it wasn’t you... then why..."
Bae Juhyun’s voice grew softer, her eyes filled with shock. She couldn’t help but look at the wall of her house.
On the other side of the wall was Liu Xin’an’s room.
"It must have been Xin’an. You should ask him."
"I got it, sorry to disturb you, Uncle. I’ll ask Xin’an in a bit."
With a bitter taste in her mouth, Bae Juhyun politely said goodbye to Liu Zhengjiang. After a few more pleasantries, she hung up the phone and collapsed back onto the bed, her eyes vacant.
With the path to Liu Zhengjiang blocked, she was left with two possibilities.
Either Liu Xin’an really had the connections.
Or... it was purely her and Liu Xin’an’s chemistry being valued from above.
Bae Juhyun felt her head, already criticized by fans, grow even heavier.
"Ahhh! How am I supposed to face that guy now, argh!"
She angrily pounded her innocent pillow, wanting to yell but fearing Liu Xin’an in the next room would hear. In the end, she only vented her frustration through gritted teeth, pouting in a terribly aggrieved manner.
The excitement of celebrating Liu Xin’an’s birthday and the guilt towards him intertwined continuously.
But time would not pause in its passing just because of her troubles.
In a blink, it was late at night. Watching the clock on the wall approach half past eleven, Bae Juhyun finally turned off her phone screen and rose from the sofa.
She was already wearing a beautiful white dress, her long hair styled in slight curls with a curling iron, her naturally pretty face adorned with exquisite makeup.
Her fair shoulders and smooth legs accentuated her pure yet alluring aura.
To say she looked as beautiful as a snowy sculpture or a blooming flower wouldn’t be an exaggeration.
As the saying goes, a woman adorns herself for her beloved. Bae Juhyun took a deep breath, walked to the fridge, and took out the cake she had prepared in advance.