The villa was resplendent with flowers.
Fine wines and delicacies covered the table draped in crisp white cloth, and loud party music had the atmosphere boiling over.
Zhang Shuya was clinging to Lan Yening's neck, her face radiating excitement.
Around them was a circle of middle-aged women dripping in jewels, alongside an assortment of stylish men and pampered boys.
"Shuya, thank you for celebrating my birthday."
Dressed in a blue Pierre Cardin suit, with long tousled hair, Lan Yening smiled warmly at her.
Zhang Shuya refused to let Lan Yening call her Sister Zhang anymore, believing it made her seem old. She insisted he call her by her name instead.
"Xiao Ning, I owe you for missing your birthdays for the past twenty years. I'll make up for them all today," Zhang Shuya said as she walked over to unveil a red cloth covering a pile of gift boxes, all of varying sizes and wrapped in exquisite silk ribbons.
