Even if it cost her her life, she could never repay it.
"If you want to go, I’ll go alone." At the very least, she couldn’t let them use her anymore.
Tang Yuchen chuckled, "Do you think they need you to go?"
An Ruo stormed out of the room, no longer wanting to continue the conversation.
The man leaned back slightly, with his hands behind him on the bed, his phoenix eyes slightly squinted.
On her birthday, he should prepare a big gift for her.
A week later, An Ruo’s twenty-second birthday arrived.
Tang Yuchen also had his cast removed, his recovery abilities were excellent, and his walking showed no signs of abnormality, but the fractured bone had not yet healed and still needed treatment.
Early in the morning, Xia Nuo called to wish An Ruo a happy birthday and even invited her out to dinner to celebrate.
An Ruo set the time for the evening since she had to go with Tang Yuchen to Uncle’s place during the day.
The An Family had called several times to hurry them before they leisurely left the house.
Arriving at the An Family’s home, An Mingqi personally came out to greet them, very warmly.
Tang Yuchen’s lips carried a faint smile, his eyes veiled with an indiscernible coldness that made it hard to guess his thoughts.
Xu Huwen and An Xin were both at home, the mother and daughter had dressed up carefully, wearing seemingly casual but distinctly elegant outfits.
They were very enthusiastic towards An Ruo, as if they were truly a family. An Ruo couldn’t help but admire their thick skin, managing to be so disingenuously affectionate.
The An family had prepared a very lavish meal, all according to Tang Yuchen’s preferences.
During the meal, An Mingqi and others continuously sought topics to discuss; An Ruo and Tang Yuchen occasionally nodded their heads, and the atmosphere was fairly cheerful—certainly not too stiff.
"Ruoruo, try this drunk shrimp. Uncle specially had it airlifted in fresh this morning, it’s quite tasty. Try it and see if you like it," An Mingqi, trying to come across as a caring uncle, eagerly offered her some food.
Before his chopsticks reached An Ruo’s bowl, Tang Yuchen indifferently said, "Don’t you know? She can’t eat fresh seafood or she’ll have an allergic reaction."
An Mingqi’s hand abruptly stopped, a flash of embarrassment crossing his face before he chuckled, "Oh, that’s right, then don’t eat the shrimp, eat other dishes instead."
He put the shrimp into his own bowl, then looked for other dishes to offer An Ruo.
Yet most of the dishes there were fresh seafood or some form of meat, he didn’t know what else to offer her, fearing another misstep.
Tang Yuchen, reclining in his chair, was not inclined to let them off easily, he lazily said, "You all didn’t know about An Ruo being allergic to seafood?"
Just looking at the table, it was clear they didn’t know.
An Mingqi looked distressed, unsure of how to argue back.
An Xin smiled slightly, "Young Master Chen, it was our oversight, it’s been many years since we had fresh seafood at home, so we never saw An Ruo have an allergic reaction."
What An Xin said was indeed the truth; only she and Xia Nuo knew about An Ruo’s seafood allergy.
Xia Nuo’s family was wealthy, and he often generously treated her to meals. One time, she had an allergic reaction to seafood.
But at that time, it was the age when boys and girls were plagued with acne, and An Ruo had gone to the hospital for an anti-allergy injection, which greatly improved her condition. Her few facial blemishes, in the eyes of others, appeared just like acne.