Mr. Chen, who has always been serious, curled up the corners of his mouth slightly.

With the shoe cover, Chen Boss' footsteps could hardly be heard. He quickly stood beside the sofa, his eyes fell on the cake on the coffee table.

Except for when Chen Boss announced his successor to Shen at the age of 20, he had a grand birthday, and basically spent the rest of his birthday at home.

When he officially joined the company and entered the career of a busy dog, he rarely celebrated his birthday. In the past, Mrs. Chen would come to deliver cakes on her birthday, and the cakes she delivered were placed directly in the refrigerator three times.

On two occasions, Chen Boss spent several days in the company. When he came back, the cakes in the refrigerator were spoiled.

"The word "Xiaochan" was written by you, and her name was also added." Mrs. Chen had walked to Chen Boss at some point and lowered her voice: "She felt that there were too many blank spaces."

Chen Boss turned his eyes to Su Chan. Then, he saw the slippers under the sofa just by accident.

The sofa that Su Chan chose was a sofa that sat on three seats, with a total length of nearly two meters. Su Chan was lying on it, with a long one. Su Chan's breathing was a little heavy, and her face was a little tired.

"I originally planned to wait for you to come back to have a cake together, but it was too late for you to come back, so she fell asleep accidentally." Mrs. Chen looked at Su Chan and explained to Su Chan: "This girl is good. I still think that I don't know when someone will fill in the blank space on my cake."

"She got frost sick a few days ago." Chen Boss spoke.

"I know you are referring to the matter of 'Luo Shui'. You have fired the relevant responsible persons. Mom promises that there will be any activities next time. Mom will come and help you watch the girl."

"You have not entered the house yet, you are just protecting me. When you enter the house, don't you have a wife and forget your mother?" Mrs. Chen looked at her son angrily, and the corners of her mouth were raised.

Chen Boss did not respond to his mother's jokes, and he bent down and approached Su Chan.

Seeing his son's intention, Mrs. Chen hurriedly reached out and pressed her son: "What are you doing?"

Chen Boss broke free from the shackles and frowned: "Call her up and eat."

"We have already had supper, we are waiting for you to come back to eat the cake." Mrs. Chen slapped her son in the head: "You also said that she was sick and fell asleep easily, so why are you still waking up!"

"That……"

"Then what? I have packed up the guest room for you, and you still expect me to carry her for you?" Mrs. Chen rubbed her eyebrows.

If his son hadn't had an IQ test and confirmed that his IQ was much higher than that of ordinary people, Mrs. Chen would have suspected that the man in front of him was a mentally retarded. The girl he liked finally fell asleep at home and did not let others fall asleep properly, and what was he thinking about when he was trying to wake him up in the middle of the night!

"Be careful, don't wake up." Seeing his son picking up the person, Mrs. Chen repeatedly reminded: "I'm not closing the room next to your room."

"good."

Chen Boss picked up Su Chan and took a step when he noticed something fell on the carpet. He paused, and he took a step directly and walked towards the guest room.

Three minutes later, Chen Boss got down from the upper floor, paused his eyes, and his attention fell on the box on the carpet.

The box is pure black, with a very simple shape, wide slap and half an arm long.

Chen Boss frowned and picked up the box from the ground.

Over there, Mrs. Chen had already brought out the food in the insulation box and placed it on the meal. She was about to greet her son after she finished her meal when she saw her son holding the box and meditating.

"That's a gift Xiaochan gave you. If you open it, please see if you like it."

When Chen Boss heard this, he opened the box.

The things in the box are also simple, a dark tie, with a very elegant and conservative color. A bright tie clip was stuck on the tie, which should have been given when buying the tie.

"Xiaochan has a good attitude." Chen Boss didn't come back. Even though Mrs. Chen was curious, she never asked Su Chan what her birthday gift was.

"This tie is quite suitable for your clothes, so I'll try it tomorrow." Mrs. Chen suggested.

"good."

"It's a pity that only one. If you give a few more, you can use her to deliver it every day." Mrs. Chen muttered, and pulled her son who had already started wandering to the dining table: "Xiao Chan helped with dinner, see if it suits her appetite."

Mrs. Chen is a wealthy lady who enjoys life. Although she likes cooking, Chairman Chen, a wife-loving maniac, is not very willing to let his wife face the range hood.

So much so that Mrs. Chen has countless theories and her cooking skills are average. The only thing she can do is to make birthday cakes for the children every year.

The supper was directed by Mrs. Chen throughout the whole process, and Su Chan was busy. It tasted good and had a chef-like style.

Chen Boss was habitually hungry and could still stand up when he didn't see food. He really ate and couldn't stop.

Mrs. Chen watched her son drink a bowl of soup and cook a bowl of rice, and was still ready to chew the meat and bones in the soup bowl, and suddenly felt very magical.

Since her son passed puberty, Mrs. Chen has never seen Chen Boss eat like this.

"It's delicious?" Although I had dinner, Mrs. Chen was a little hungry after seeing her son's eating behavior.

"Um."

"Eat less when you have some delicious food, and keep a little stomach to eat the cake." Mrs. Chen couldn't help but remind. The dinner was kept according to Chen Boss' normal appetite. After eating it all, Chen Boss probably had no room to eat the cake.

"Eat it." As soon as Mrs. Chen finished speaking, Chen Boss stopped chopsticks.

"Your speed..." Mrs. Chen fell into deep thought when she saw the empty insulation box.

She seemed to know nothing about her son's appetite.

"A little hungry." After dinner, Chen Boss sat at the dining table for a while before moving his seat.

Hunger is not an exaggeration, and Chen Boss even said it quite conservatively.

Mr. Chen held a meeting at noon and missed the meal perfectly. Then he left the door and ate a few bites of bread in the car. He waited until the evening, he worked overtime again on a daily basis.

On this day, except for breakfast, the other two meals can basically be ignored.

However, the stomach that is used to hunger is not big enough. When Chen Boss sat on the sofa, his fullness came late. When Mrs. Chen saw her son's expression, she knew that her son was overeating.

"Forget it, don't eat when you're full." Although she felt that her son had a very unceremonious birthday, Mrs. Chen was even more reluctant to let her son overwhelm her.

"Eat some." Chen Boss picked up the knife and cut two small pieces on the cake.

The piece without words was handed to Mrs. Chen and left a piece with a name herself.

"Red syrup is my favorite strawberry syrup. Are you sure you won't share it with your dear mother?" Mrs. Chen looked at the cake on her son's plate pitifully.

Chen Boss paused with his fingers, and dug up the four words "Happy Birthday" from the cake to Mrs. Chen: "Happy Birthday."

"I forgot my mother with my wife." Mrs. Chen muttered, swallowed the four words angrily, then put the remaining cake aside, picked up the bag next to her and left: "I will never give you a birthday gift again!"

"Thanks."

"What?"

"Birthday gift." Chen Boss looked up and glanced at the stairs leading to the second floor: "I like it very much."
Chapter completed!