Chapter 62 is about twin babies.

Since the second course of treatment, Shang Youqing has been essentially normal during the day, save for a backlash that lasts about half an hour late at night.

Because the experiments Mu Jiuhan needed her help with needed to be conducted at the Botanical Science and Technology Base, she only returned to Mu Jiuhan's castle estate for treatment when necessary.

Shang Youqing now spends almost every day at the botanical garden, focusing on cultivating plants and conducting research as a plant researcher in Wencheng, rarely leaving the house.

More than half a month had passed like this. One day, after Shang Youqing finished her weekly video call with Shang You as usual, she suddenly remembered that the little one's fourth birthday was approaching.

Birthday…

Shang Youqing slowly turned off her phone screen, her eyes unable to help but glance at the small cabbage patch on the trellis marked number 4.

It wasn't just Shang You's birthday, it was also… He Zhimo's birthday.

But since He Zhimo was born, she had never celebrated his birthday, not even once.

Even now that she knew He Zhimo was her own chick, she couldn't go celebrate his birthday.

With this thought, Shang Youqing calmly averted her gaze, her eyelashes drooping with a hint of sadness.

Because those days coincided with the time of year when her body's backlash was most frequent, Shang Youqing wasn't sure if she would be in good enough shape to accompany Shang You. But somehow, she opened her phone and searched for good cake shops in Wencheng.

After careful consideration, Shang Youqing decided to go to a dessert shop in the city center with high online ratings. She

told the people who cared for her at the botanical garden that she was going out, and without worrying about whether they would tell Mu Jiuhan, she took a car to the dessert shop.

Shang Youqing knew that even if she bought a cake, she would probably only be able to celebrate Shang You's birthday remotely over a video call.

She didn't want to risk Shang You witnessing her body's frightening backlash and needlessly frighten her chick.

After arriving at the dessert shop, she walked straight to the window display area where cakes were placed and began to choose carefully.

Her eyes were quickly attracted by a cake placed on the third row of glass cabinets.

The cake was a round semi-circular shape, with small flowers and grasses dotted irregularly on it with cream. In the middle was a lifelike little fat bird made of cream with its head tilted to one side.

Shang Youqing's eyebrows curved softly at the sight, and she looked up and asked the clerk in Wencheng's language: "Excuse me, can you make another bird on the cake? I can pay extra."

It was the first time the clerk had seen such a beautiful oriental beauty. She was so stunned that she forgot to introduce it. When she heard Shang Youqing looking up and asking her, she reacted and said in a very polite manner that she would ask the store manager for instructions first.

Shang Youqing nodded slightly and said "OK".

After a while, the clerk told Shang Youqing that the store manager had made an exception and agreed. Shang Youqing expressed his gratitude again.

She waited patiently by the window until the clerk decorated the finished cake and handed it to her in a gift box. She couldn't help but ask, "Ma'am, are you buying this for your little one?"

Shang Youqing smiled as she took the gift box and replied, "Yes." Looking down from above, she saw two plump little phoenixes perched one after the other on the chubby "little grass," looking incredibly adorable. She couldn't help but add, "They're twin babies."

The clerk, seeing how beautiful Shang Youqing was and having twin babies at home, couldn't help but envy her and said, "Wow, those little babies must be adorable too!"

Shang Youqing readily admitted, "Yes."

She thanked the clerk and the store manager, paid, walked through the long glass shelf, and was about to exit through the revolving door opposite when she was caught off guard by He Zhimo, who had suddenly appeared in the dessert shop.

After six months, Shang Youqing saw her little phoenix babies again.

She tightened her fingers holding the cake slightly, and before she could get a good look at the little guy, he turned his head away coldly.

He looked as if he didn't know her at all.

Shang Youqing was stunned on the spot, and then instinctively frowned and worried. How could a little kid like He Zhimo appear in a foreign country?

She immediately followed the little guy, and as soon as she turned the corner from the glass cabinet, she saw Yu Zhu who was queuing to pay the bill opposite the revolving door.

Shang Youqing breathed a sigh of relief, and was thinking about whether to go over and say hello, but the next second she heard He Zhimo loudly tell Yu Zhu that he didn't want to be there.

So Shang Youqing swallowed the words of greeting that were about to come out of her mouth. It

was obvious that the little guy didn't want to see her.

After all, she left so decisively without looking back, so it was reasonable for the little guy to resent her and dislike her.

Shang Youqing watched in silence as Yu Zhu took He Zhimo's little hand and left the dessert shop. After a long while, she forced herself to look away and slowly walked out.

Unexpectedly, just two steps out of the dessert shop, Shang Youqing suddenly caught a glimpse of He Zhimo's string of green sandalwood Buddhist beads dropped on the side of the road.

She picked it up and looked behind her. Yu Zhu had already walked towards the parked car and was about to open the door for He Zhimo to get in.

Shang Youqing glanced at the small bracelet in her hand, worried that the little guy would be anxious and sad if he couldn't find the bracelet later. She didn't care whether the little guy would be even more angry when he saw her, and quickly stepped forward with the small bracelet in hand to stop him.

"Young Master He, your bracelet fell."

When He Zhimo turned around and raised his head to look at her, Shang Youqing couldn't help but look at the little boy a few more times.

The wind blew over from the opposite street, making the small tuft of short hair on the young master's head stand up a little arrogantly.

Before she could look down at the little guy's face, He Zhimo reached out his little hand impatiently and coldly, his gesture of asking her to return something.

Shang Youqing finally came to her senses a little and gently placed the small Buddhist beads in the little guy's soft, white palm.

Thinking that it would be difficult for them to touch each other in the future, she glanced at the cake she was still holding, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly. She couldn't help but speak: "Young Master..."

But after she said just three words, He Zhimo took the beads back with his little hand, as if he didn't want to hear another word from her. He stepped directly onto the chassis step and got into the car, deliberately slamming the door shut.

In the half-lowered car window, Young Master He sat in the car with a stern expression, not saying a word.

Outside the car, Yu Zhu was staring in astonishment at the unexpected appearance of an oriental face in front of him that looked exactly like Mr. He's late wife. Before he could even wonder how she knew Young Master He, he heard her say, "Yu Zhu, I'm Shang Youqing."

Shang Youqing didn't explain her current appearance. She paused after retracting her gaze, then reminded, "Wencheng may rain and get colder in the next two days."