"Bastard, how dare you? When did I say I won't let you touch it?" Qiu Mucheng on the other end of the phone roared angrily, her nose almost crooked.

"Haha~"

"So you promised to let me touch it?"

"Okay, wait at home obediently, and I'll go back tomorrow night. Let's work harder and try to build our son in one night." In the hotel, Ye Fan licked his face and teased Qiu Mucheng shamelessly.

Qiu Mucheng's pretty face suddenly blushed, and almost instantly, she realized that Ye Fan was trying to trick her?

"Making peat?"

"Shut up you, you haven't been in shape all day."

"We must come back within three days. The day after tomorrow is our mother's birthday. Go home tonight to celebrate our mother's birthday."

Qiu Mucheng said angrily.

But Ye Fan was slightly puzzled: "Huh? Birthday?"

"Isn't our mother's birthday in October? Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"

"Impossible, haven't these three years all passed in October?"

Ye Fan has been in Qiu's family for three years. In addition to his wife's birthday, the mother-in-law's birthday must also be remembered.

In the past three years, Han Li's birthday has been celebrated in autumn and winter. Now that Qiu Mucheng suddenly said that it will be tomorrow, Ye Fan is naturally puzzled.

However, upon hearing Ye Fan's words, Qiu Mucheng on the other end of the phone immediately rolled her eyes: "Are you a fool?"

"I'm talking about your mother, my mother-in-law."

"You don't even forget your mother's birthday, do you?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan remembered that his mother's birthday was indeed in May.

Ever since leaving the Chu family, Ye Fan didn't remember his mother's birthday.

So, if it wasn't for Qiu Mucheng's reminder, Ye Fan really couldn't remember this.

"Mucheng, thank you very much."

"If my mother knows that you are going to celebrate her birthday, she will be very happy."

At this moment, Ye Fan felt a little touched in his heart, and even felt a little ashamed.

As a son, I am not as caring as my daughter-in-law.

After so many years, Ye Fan realized that he had never celebrated his mother's birthday.

"I'll go, you won't really forget our mother's birthday, will you?"

"How does your son deserve it?"

"If I were your mother, I would have died of anger."

"Okay, you have to go on your way tomorrow, so go to bed early tonight."

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