Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 060: Ground Control Palace, Everlasting Nether Capital!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 141: Sealed Artifact
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 209: You Said It
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 392: The Dirt Mound on the Hill
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.1: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (1)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3707: Searching for Clues
He Jiang took a quick look at Shang Jing and said, “We will rest for a week and then continue with filming but our schedule has been freed up on the 15th.”
“Mm,” Shang Jing acknowledged.
My efforts in trying to make his life difficult is useful after all. Just look at this douchebag reporting our work schedule on his own. It’s such a vast change from before I lost my memories.
He Jiang waited a few more seconds for Shang Jing to continue but was met with more silence. Clenching his teeth, he reminded, “Do you know what day the 15th is?”
Shang Jing blinked. The last four digits in his password surfaced in his mind.
He Jiang’s birthday is on the 15th of this month?
Why is he specially reminding me of that?
Shang Jing took in a sharp breath. The words in his diary written during the same period of time last year came to mind, ‘scrimp and save to buy Hubby a birthday present’.
Is he demanding a birthday present from me like the previous years?
But I’ve only just saved some money and am in need of 50 million yuan to purchase my old family home!
Shang Jing: “Oh! It’s your birthday! I’ll allow you to eat an additional plate of dumplings on that day!”
He Jiang: “...”
He had specially halted filming for the variety show and refused other jobs just to free up his schedule on that day. His losses were worth more than a thousand plates of dumplings.
Even though birthday dumplings were good, humans are greedy. If Shang Jing’s dumplings were off limits on a usual day, he would gladly have them on his birthday.
However, if they were already having that on a normal day, it would seem insincere to serve him that on his birthday.
Plus, He Jiang was already feeling nervous since the incident with Zhuang Qin. What if Shang Jing decides to run away someday? He should deepen their relationship while he still can.
Even if they could not become real husbands overnight, was it too much to expect them to rely on one another comfortably?
Plus, one would only cherish after having worked for it, even if it meant sacrificing some money.
He Jiang returned to the
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