Mu Yan walked over, took the flowers from his hands, and reproached, "It's just a birthday, there's no need to be so extravagant."
His health wasn't good to begin with, there was no need to waste time on such trivial matters.
"Of course it is, after all, it's your zodiac year."
"But I've heard that zodiac years are full of disasters."
Mu Chen wasn't pleased and said, "Sis, can't you stop jinxing it?"
Seeing his stern face, Mu Yan quickly said, "Alright, I was wrong, I won't talk nonsense anymore."
Mu Chen pouted and asked, "Sis, what's your birthday wish this year?"
Mu Yan laughed, "Of course, it's for you to get better soon."
"Something related to yourself."
"Isn't this related to me? If you get better, I'll be happy."
Mu Chen looked at her, and for some reason, tears suddenly fell from his eyes.
"Chenchen, don't cry." Mu Yan said hurriedly.
Mu Chen turned away, "I'm not crying."
"Alright, Chenchen's not crying." Mu Yan smiled, handing him a tissue.
