Luo Yangyang had just caught a piece of braised meat. Before he could put it into his mouth, he looked up with chopsticks. He saw Feng Qiyue in the first place and was looking at her: "well, uncle Feng, my birthday is the sixth of next month."

"Have you figured out how to celebrate your birthday?" Feng Qiyue looked at Luo Yangyang with a loving look on his face. He didn't feel deliberately alienated because Luo Yangyang was not his own daughter.

On the rectangular dining table, Feng Qiyue sits in the first place, with Luo Ying and Luo Yangyang on the right and Fengsheng, Fengyi and fengyihan on the left.

Luo Yang looked at Feng Qiyue's eyes, subconsciously glanced at Feng Sheng diagonally opposite, then looked at Feng Qiyue again soon, shook his head and said, "not yet."

Feng Sheng said he wanted to help her celebrate her birthday. Later, he didn't say how to live it. In short, she didn't want to have a big birthday.

If it is really a big mistake to seal a family and a big business, it is bound to invite many elites from upper class society and business circles. She has a headache just thinking about it.

"This is your first birthday in Fengjia, and it happens to be 20 years old. I discussed with your mother and wanted to help you have a birthday party." Feng Qiyue looked at Luo Ying and asked Luo Yang tentatively.

In the past year, Feng Qiyue has some understanding of Luoyang. She doesn't like lively things than Feng Yihan.

He was not sure whether Luo Yang would agree to hold a birthday party.

If she really doesn't want to have a birthday party and he doesn't force it, it's good to have a family at home.

As soon as Luo Yangyang heard the three words of birthday party, he drew his eyes and subconsciously turned his eyes to see his mother next to him.

Luo Ying knew that her daughter didn't want to have a birthday party, so she patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "this is uncle Feng's intention. Think about it?"

"..." Luo Yang held his chopsticks hand and tightened it slightly.

Slightly frowning, she didn't know what was wrong. As soon as her eyes turned, she glanced at the canonization diagonally opposite.

Feng Sheng has been eating his meal attentively. He didn't look up at others, but he cast a look for help in Luoyang and silently put down his chopsticks.

What Luo Yangyang didn't find was that her subconscious glance was caught by Luo Ying who had been looking at her.

Luo Ying followed Luo Yangyang's line of sight. When her line of sight fell on the cold and solemn face of canonization, her gentle eyes also sank.

"Dad, aunt Luo." Feng Sheng first looked at his father, then looked at Luo Ying and said, "let me do it for Yang Yang's birthday."

"What will you do for her?" Feng Qiyue looked at Feng Sheng in surprise.

Canonization is going to host a birthday party for the central government?

It's not that he makes a fuss, it's that it's really amazing.

It's not surprising that Feng Sheng even handed over his birthday to the assistant. He didn't even bother to do his own birthday. As a result, he took the initiative to say that he would host a birthday party for others.

"Well, I happen to be free those days." The canonization is neither cold nor hot.

Feng Yihan sat in the first place. When she heard that Feng Sheng was going to give Luoyang a birthday, she was stunned.

"Big brother! You didn't even attend my birthday, but now you want to give it to Luoyang..." Feng Yihan shouted excitedly when he came back to his senses. When she said that she saw everyone's eyes gathered on her and called Luoyang Yang's name directly, she immediately changed the subject, "are you going to give your sister a birthday?"

The canonization didn't attend her birthday party. She put up with it.

But now the canonization even wants to hold a birthday party for Luoyang. The huge difference makes her unacceptable.

"Why, do you have an opinion?" Feng Sheng's eyes turned, and there was a Feng Yi in the middle. He glanced sideways at Feng Yihan's eyes, which were cold and sharp.