Jian Yuncheng coldly glared at Huo Yu before he said: "Go and hang it up in your office."
Upon hearing this, Huo Yu was quite confused: "Why would I hang it in my office? This is your birthday gift from your cousin. It's not for me."
"Birthday," Jian Yuncheng repeated.
"Oh my. Are you asking me for a birthday present?" Huo Yu teased.
However, there was no hint of amusement on Jian Yuncheng's face.
When he realized that Jian Yuncheng's expression was not right, Huo Yu hurriedly said: "Ahh, what do you want from me? We've been friends for so many years. I can get you anything that you want."
"Three years ago, my sister gifted me a sweater and a scarf."
"Oh, is it the black sweater that you always wear in winter? And the scarf that you treasure so much that you're reluctant to wear?"
"Mhmm."
"Then what did Yiling give you on your birthday last year and the year before?"
"She didn't give me anything."
