Stela was stunned for a minute.
Birthday?
It was not until then that she remembered that this day was her twenty-sixth birthday.
Then she couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Recently, her life had drained her and she was on the verge of collapse every day. She had forgotten about her birthday.
"Have you forgotten about it?" the man asked. "It doesn't matter. I remember that."
Stela smelled alcohol on his breath and asked, "Sir, did you drink wine?"
"Yes, but just a little."
"But the smell of alcohol on your breath is very strong. You must have drunk more than a little, right?"
The man suddenly chuckled and asked, "Are you questioning me?"
Stela quickly waved her hand and said, "No, I don't mean that. I know I don't have the right to question you. I'm just a substitute for your f
