"Based on the testimonies of several eyewitnesses, Liu Huazhou seems to be... not an ordinary person."

Wu Yue turned on the speakerphone and adjusted the volume.

"We found some photos of you in his villa. They were some portraits of you in ancient costume. The technical department verified them; there was no sign of Photoshop. But the woman in the photos looks more mature. Could she be your twin sister? Kid, he's probably targeting you. You need to be careful." Chu Xiao seemed very busy and hung up quickly after saying that.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue was filled with doubt.

Every word Chu Xiao said left her completely bewildered.

The boy looked over.

Wu Yue said with a straight face: "I don't have any sisters, I don't know Liu Huazhou, and I've never taken any photos."

The person beside him had a languid gaze and an indifferent expression, revealing no emotion: "A clown, ignore him. But what were you about to say?"

...

...

Even as the evening celebration began, Wu Yue still hadn't spoken up. Yan Chiyu, however, was patient and didn't press her.

The night of celebration, fireworks display.

The crowds they had expected far exceeded their expectations; in fact, it was comparable to New Year's Eve celebrations in first-tier cities.

The area around Fengshen Square was also crowded with people. The summer heat was intense, but fortunately, the night breeze prevented the dense crowd from feeling stuffy and irritable.

Even before the celebration officially began, the square was already filled with a festive atmosphere, making it quite lively.

The four moved with the flow of people, maintaining the same formation. Uncle Min and Bao Xinbao walked at the front, followed by Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu, moving forward slowly.

Wu Yue took Yan Chiyu's hand, her mind racing. Meeting the boy's surprised gaze, she raised her head slightly and said, "There are so many people, who knows if there's anything... I'm scared."

"Yes, and it would be troublesome if we got separated, there are too many people." Yan Chiyu tightened his grip on her hand, his eyes darkening.

【Wow...why am I getting another sweet moment?】

Ah~ this is the legendary wonderful date~

Stand tall and raise the smoke-filled CP flag high!

A single glance up from the crowd reveals a giant LED screen displaying an animated version of the story of Huo Zijin, the God of Wind.

The character looks very handsome, but I don't know what he looks like in real life.

“Little Yu Yu, I’ll take Uncle Min to take a look ahead. You two young people can explore on your own.” Bao Xinbao said, turning his head over his shoulder. He was a sensible and clever fellow.

"Get lost."

Yan Chiyu remained indifferent. Seeing his smug yet unconvinced expression, Bao Xinbao teased him for a while before he slunk away.

Fortunately, I had already bought a few figurines during the day. Now, looking at both sides of the square, it was packed with people, all trying to squeeze into the shops, stretching out into the distance like ripples.

Wu Yue followed Yan Chiyu's steps, moving forward step by step with the crowd.

Even amidst the bustling crowd, they both felt a rare sense of peace.

In the distance, a countdown to the fireworks display was underway, fueling the rising excitement of the crowd.

"5——"

“4——”

"3——"

"Yan Chiyu." Wu Yue, who was walking straight ahead without looking to the side, suddenly spoke up.

"I'm here, what's wrong?" Yan Chiyu replied, walking straight ahead without looking to the side.

"2——"

"1——"

The girl turned her head and said, "I like you."

Fireworks shot upwards, bursting into vibrant colors against the dark sky. A deafening roar filled the air, accompanied by the clamor of voices.

The boy's long, drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pupils contracted a little. He turned his head, his eyes filled with shock, reflecting the girl's purring face and the dazzling fireworks behind him, like jewels inlaid on black, glossy silk.

He paused, then clenched his fist even tighter.

In Wu Yue's eyes, Yan Chiyu's smiling face was reflected.