"Are you celebrating my birthday?"

Song Zhiyi's birthday is the same day as Song Xuewei's.

It's not because they have the same birthday, but because this day is Song Xuewei's birthday.

Song family didn't want to spare extra energy to hosting a birthday party for her, so the first year Song Zhiyi came to Song family, Mrs. Song said that Song Xuewei's birthday was her birthday.

And she is Song Xuewei's accessory.

With a smile on her face, Song Zhiyi searched for Song Xuewei, only to see that she is wearing a luxurious white dress and holding a four or five-year-old boy in her hand as she slowly walking down the stairs.

The boy's stern face was exactly the same as Gu Jinyan.

He took a few steps and saw Song Xuewei stop, so he raised his eyes to look at Song Xuewei, then withdrew his hand and walked downstairs alone, sitting next to Gu Jinyan.

"Dad."

He gave a crisp call, and Gu Jinyan nodded gently, reaching out to rub his head.

Seeing this scene, Song Zhiyi's smile froze on her face, and for a moment she forgot the purpose of her trip.

Song Xuewei and Gu Jinyan have children?

Her heart was stabbed fiercely, and she stiffly in place, in disbelief.

Mrs. Song walked quickly to Song Zhiyi, grabbed Song Zhiyi's hand, and said in a low voice.

"If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Don't make trouble today."

Song Zhiyi was pinched by Mrs. Song, and came back to her senses, the sharp stinging pain coming from her arm calming her down.

She raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Song, shook her hand away, then looked at Song Xuewei.

"Are you so afraid of me entering Kangbo Hospital?"

Hearing this, Song Xuewei sighed and walked down, dripping with the calmness of not being in trouble.

"Song Zhiyi, you misunderstood. This is not my decision, but Gu Jinyan's order."

"Kangbo Hospital's positioning is a bit special. The patients we receive are all rich or noble people. Gu Jinyan is also worried that you will not be able to withstand the pressure."

Song Xuewei walked to a stop in front of Song Zhiyi, her movements full of confidence and elegance.

"I had planned to refer you to the psychiatry department tomorrow, but Gu family and Song family are discussing my marriage with Gu Jinyan today, time is tight, so I didn't arrange it properly."

"Song Zhiyi, it's my negligence. First thing tomorrow morning, I will transfer your information to the psychiatric department."

As she spoke, she pulled out the seat on one side, with her face smiling.

"It's rare for you to come back, and it just so happens that everyone is here today. I know you have the most ideas, maybe you can give me and Gu Jinyan some advice for our wedding."

Song Zhiyi smiled coldly, grabbing a cup of water, and splashing it towards Song Xuewei.

"Wash your mask, it's too fake."

Song Xuewei was splashed with warm water and instinctively exclaimed.

Seeing this, everyone quickly went to check on Song Xuewei's condition.

Song Zhiyi was also held tightly by the servant of Song family. During the struggle, Song Zhiyi saw a tall and straight figure walking towards her.

Suddenly, a sound of a crisp slap ran through the air.

"You are monstrously audacious, how dare you come back to Song family to cause trouble?"

"Get out."

This slap was so hard that Song Zhiyi felt that her head was buzzing for a moment.

Song Zhiyi raised her head stubbornly and looked at Mr. Song standing in front of her. There was no fear in her eyes, only resistance and sharpness.

"If I don't get out, are you going to lock me up in mental hospital again? And then label me as mentally ill?"