Seeing there were no outsiders, Go Biqing apologized profusely, "I'm really sorry, I didn't know today was your birthday, and I didn't prepare a gift. I'll make it up to you next time."
Murong Qing, however, didn't mind at all and said, "It's alright, your presence is the best gift. It would be even better if those irrelevant people weren't here."
As she spoke, Murong Qing glanced at Bai Weiran, who knew Murong Qing was definitely including herself among the irrelevant people. But since Murong Qing didn't say it explicitly, Bai Weiran couldn't express anything.
"You're right, Brother Qing, honestly, why didn't you prepare a gift? I think the pacifier Yulong uses is very suitable, why not consider it as a gift? Haven't you noticed how much Murong Qing likes Yulong?" Bai Weiran said in a coquettish voice.
