Chapter 146 Sister

After getting into the car with He Ziyan, Jiang Luo realized belatedly while fastening her seatbelt that "the crew members didn't come along."

He Ziyan calmly started the car: "I greeted them."

"Huh?" Thinking of something, Jiang Luo turned halfway around and looked out the window with a mischievous smile, deliberately teasing, "Then I'm in a situation where I can't clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River."

He Ziyan frowned slightly and glanced at her sideways, "You still want to distance yourself from me?"

Turning her head, Jiang Luo twitched her nose and smiled like a child who had successfully sneaked a candy during class.

Upon seeing her radiant face, He Ziyan's heart melted like a cotton candy soaked in water, filled only with a gentle, undulating sweetness.

The two drove along the winding mountain road, heading upwards.

The car headlights illuminated the way as it drove through the mountains and forests.

The destination is at the mountaintop.

A viewing area has been set up on the mountaintop, and many tourists come up to enjoy the scenery on weekdays.

"Wait for me a moment," He Ziyan said as he parked the car.

Jiang Luo didn't move and waited for him.

After getting out of the car, He Ziyan walked around the front of the car to the passenger side and opened the car door for Jiang Luo.

"Luo Luo, please get out of the car." He Ziyan gestured for her to get out and then extended his hand to her.

With her slender, delicate hand resting in He Ziyan's palm, Jiang Luo transformed into an elegant princess.

The smile couldn't be contained; it streamed from her eyes.

As Jiang Luo got out of the car, she looked into the distance. Her view was blocked by a dense forest, dark and gloomy, with only faint glimpses of starlight visible through the gaps.

Jiang Luo looked at He Ziyan suspiciously, but He Ziyan just smiled and didn't say anything, only leading Jiang Luo forward.

The night wind was slightly chilly, but Jiang Luo didn't feel cold at all, perhaps because a fire burned in her heart.

After turning the corner, the view suddenly opened up.

There was a ship parked on the grass in the distance!

The ship was not large, and its entire body was painted white, but it must have been old, as many of the paint layers were cracked and slightly peeling off.

The ship was surrounded by a ring of lights, their soft glow resembling a cluster of fireflies, creating a dreamlike and illusory scene.

It felt like stepping into a fairy tale world.

“This…this is…” Jiang Luo was speechless as she pointed at the ship.

She felt as if she were standing on a vast blue sea, with a breeze stirring up the leaves and creating ripples that spread throughout the entire mountain forest.

The mountains stretch endlessly, yet they alone are bathed in light.

"Luo Luo, do you like it?" He Ziyan turned his head to look at her.

Jiang Luo was surprised and speechless, only able to nod.

Holding Jiang Luo's hand, He Ziyan led her forward slowly, "Luo Luo, tomorrow is your birthday."

Jiang Luo pursed her lips.

She thought He Ziyan was too busy to remember.

“I’m not really a person who cares a lot about rituals,” Jiang Luo whispered, “and it doesn’t have to be anything too grand…”

Her voice trailed off abruptly. He Ziyan teased her, "What?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Luo said, pointing to the ship. "Is this a birthday present you prepared for me?"

He Ziyan chuckled, "This is the viewing platform here. I booked it for two days and decorated it up. Your gift... will be revealed later."

They were still keeping her in suspense. Jiang Luo didn't want to press for details; a surprise would be nice. She asked again, "Did you arrange this yourself?"

"Um."

Jiang Luo lowered her eyelids and softened her voice: "You came so late, it's not because you're here to set up this place, is it?"

He Ziyan didn't answer, but asked instead, "Are you heartbroken?"

Suddenly his hand was grabbed, and He Ziyan stopped and turned to look at Jiang Luo.

The two stood a step apart, their eyes meeting.

With her lips slightly moving, Jiang Luo took a deep breath, and then suddenly nodded.

He Ziyan was stunned, then burst into a bright and unending laugh, his bright eyes and white teeth matching the starry sky behind him.

He too became a star, dazzling and brilliant, yet not as scorching as the sunlight, making people want to stare at him forever.

“Luo Luo,” He Ziyan raised his hand and lightly flicked Jiang Luo’s forehead, “I would gladly do anything for you.”

Jiang Luo pouted, "Is this your reason for flicking my forehead?"

He Ziyan continued to lead her forward, saying, "I want to hear how much water is in your head."

"He Ziyan!" Jiang Luo warned irritably.

"I'm sorry, sister."

His attitude in admitting his mistakes was top-notch.

Jiang Luo rolled her eyes at him.