After making his wish, Ye Jiaqi bent down and blew out the candles, his eyes filled with bright stars.

Zhuo Yuanhang turned on the light and clapped: "Happy birthday."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuo." Ye Jiaqi thought this birthday was simple and beautiful.

She is not a person who likes luxury very much, nor is she someone who is difficult to satisfy. From the bottom of her heart, she likes this way of birthday, as long as someone is with her.

"Come on, cut the cake and eat the cake. It's sweet." Zhuo Yuanhang handed her the plate and knife.

Ye Jiaqi cut the cake carefully, as if he was making a plan.

She gave the first slice of cake to Zhuo Yuanhang: "Try it."

"Um."

Each of them took a piece, walked to the window, stood side by side, and talked in the evening breeze.

"Mr. Zhuo, this birthday is quite unforgettable. I didn't expect that it would be my boss who would celebrate my birthday with me this year."

"I'm just doing something that I can do, it's nothing, as long as you like it."

"I like it very much and am very happy. Today is a day that I can remember."

Zhuo Yuanhang was silent for a long time and chuckled: "There is nothing to remember."

The wind blows on their faces like soft catkins, making people feel comfortable.

Outside the window was a busy street, and they were sitting side by side, eating cakes and looking at the street, at the lights of the city, and at the blurred world.

On this birthday, Zhuo Yuanhang spent the whole day with her, from morning to night.

After the meal, they walked around Chinatown.

Probably because she was too tired, Ye Jiaqi fell asleep in Zhuo Yuanhang's car, but he carried her to the hotel.

When she woke up, Zhuo Yuanhang had already gone to the suite next door, and she was the only one sleeping on the hotel bed.

Ye Jiaqi yawned and looked down at his phone. It was already half past twelve at night.

Her birthday has passed.

She took a shower, dried her hair, and sat on the balcony alone, holding her chin up and looking at the bustling New York.

It's busier than Chicago.

At this time, she was not sleepy. After watching the night scene for a while, she simply took her notebook over and opened the playground project plan that she had not touched for a long time - plan b.

The plan was locked by her. After she opened it, she revised it.

Her bright eyes fell on the computer screen, her fragrant hair hung on her shoulders, and she was quiet everywhere.

Ye Jiaqi's fair and slender fingers moved back and forth on the keyboard and touch pad, concentrating, serious and focused.

It has been a long time since she came across this plan. Now she is more professional and has more knowledge. Looking at this plan again, there are many unsatisfactory things.

Especially the later parts that have not been modified in any way are full of loopholes and the logic is not rigorous.

Ye Jiaqi revised it bit by bit without feeling sleepy.

After changing for half an hour, she stood up, took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, took out the cork, and poured herself a small glass.

It had been a long time since she had drank alone at night.

Drinking can change your mood, which is not a bad thing, especially red wine, whose unique fragrance can also improve work efficiency.

She stood on the balcony holding a wine glass and looked at the city under the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The road was very quiet in the early morning, without any noise.

She raised her head and took a sip of red wine.

As the red wine entered her intestines, Ye Jiaqi's eyes became confused and desolate. She pursed her lips and sat in a very casual posture, looking at New York under the night sky.
Chapter completed!