C2 Wan Yiruo Couldn't be Compared to Her

Mu Yiruo clenched her fists and did not say a word. Yin Zechen picked up the pen and handed it to Mu Yiruo and said, "Sign it."

Mu Yiruo did not take the pen from Yin Zechen. Instead, she leaned against the sofa and rubbed her temples. She said in a low voice, "Shen, today is my birthday."

"Do you like this birthday present?" Yin Zechen asked with a smile that was not a smile