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Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 339
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"..." An Ruo was speechless; she couldn't afford any of these things.

Beauty, could she give herself to him as a present?

As soon as this thought popped up, she got goosebumps all over her body...

Giving herself to him was just too evil. She couldn’t bring herself to do it.

However, it had been a long tsince she and Tang Yuchen had done it. Was it possible that he couldn't hold

back anymore, and he was indirectly hinting for her to take the initiative?

An Ruo looked at her legs. Let alone the fact that she currently couldn't share a bed with him, even if she could,

she wouldn't do such a thing no matter what.

It truly was a dilemma. What could she give him that he would like?

An Ruo searched online for ideas but couldn't find anything suitable to give him.

Uncle Tao tried to help her cup with ideas but still, no results.

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"Young Lady, what have you given others as birthday gifts in the past?"

"I've only ever given my brother a birthday gift, and that was a bowl of longevity noodles."

Could it be possible to make this for Tang Yuchen?

She could imagine him saying with disdain, "An Ruo, you're sendingoff with just a bowl of noodles? You think

too highly of me!"

So, it was better not to give him such a cheap thing.

Two days later, Tang Yuchen'’s birthday arrived.

As usual, Uncle Tao had the servants prepare a big table full of delicious foods.

All the servants were dressed up neatly, and under his lead, they lined up in two rows, clapping their hands as

they sang the birthday song for him.

"Happy Birthday to you, Young Master, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Young Master, Happy

Birthday to you..."

After singing, they clapped enthusiastically and shouted in unison with big smiles, "Young Master, Happy

Birthday!"

An Ruo almost burst out laughing at this scene.

No way, this was too exaggerated and too funny.

So this was how Tang Yuchen celebrated his birthday, truly unique, as if they were celebrating for a little kid...

An Ruo tried hard to suppress her laughter, secretly mocking him in her heart. Tang Yuchen must be really

childish to actually enjoy celebrating his birthday this way.

The man sitting across from her was scowling, no need to ask to know she was thinking something along these

lines.

He gave her a cold glance, warning her with his eyes not to let out a laugh.

An Ruo knew that the consequences of laughing would be dire, so she held it in, deciding not to embarrass the

Young Master.

After the servants had left, she still couldn’t help but ask him, "Do you celebrate your birthday like this every

year?"

Tang Yuchen'’s face darkened even more. He pursed his lips, a chilling aura emanating from him.

Before he could answer, Uncle Tao excitedly said, "Yes, we celebrate Young Master's birthday like this every year,

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singing him the birthday song."

An Ruo: "..."

"Uncle Tao, you have too much free time, don’t you? Go away, we don’t need you here!" The man growled

through clenched teeth, with a glint of a threat in his eyes, causing Uncle Tao to scurry away in fright.

An Ruo bent her lips, her eyes narrowing into a slit as she smiled.

So it really was like this every year.

She could imagine a young Tang Yuchen, serious as an old man, reluctantly listening to the servants sing the

birthday song rather foolishly.

What was even more impressive was that he actually endured it every year, and he really did bear it.

Noticing her laughter, Tang Yuchen glared at her sharply. He clenched his fists, struggling to refrain from

snapping her fragile neck.

Seeing him looking like he was ready to eat someone, An Ruo commented with amusement, "If you don't like it,

just tell them not to sing. Actually, it's their way of showing their hearts. You could try to accept it."

"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly, reining in his anger.