Upon seeing this, Xiao Wujie secretly rubbed his forehead. This old-fashioned tactic made him guess that Lu Zhufeng was the mastermind behind it.
The blush on her fair face deepened, and she gritted her teeth inwardly. Yunmo struggled to lift her head, her voice trembling:
"Well... I have something I want to say to someone today."
Lu Zhufeng twirled the wine glass in his hand, his face serious, and said in a standard announcer's voice, "Alright, young master, please loudly proclaim your declaration."
Yunmo's face flushed red, and she glared fiercely at Lu Zhufeng.
She adjusted her breathing slightly, but her gaze remained lowered and evasive.
"I...I wanted to say..."
"On this gentle night, I want to tell you the feelings I've kept hidden for so long."
"Over the long years, your smile has been like the first ray of sunshine in spring, illuminating every corner of my heart."
"You're like a beautiful poem, that...that..."
Lu Zhufeng reminded him expressionlessly, "Let me recite it repeatedly and savor its endless flavor."
"Pfft," everyone couldn't help but chuckle.
Yunmo blushed instantly, her eyes turning red with embarrassment. "Old Lu, shut up!"
His eyes were shy and he kept looking away, but he couldn't help but subconsciously turn his gaze to Xiao Wujie.
Xiao Wujie couldn't help but chuckle, but when he met his little apprentice's uneasy gaze, he still gave him an encouraging look with a light laugh.
Upon receiving Xiao Wujie's gaze, she blushed deeply and gritted her teeth.
Having abandoned those tricks, he spoke in a trembling voice:
"I...I just wanted to celebrate the day my teacher was discharged from the hospital, with my teacher and his wife as witnesses..."
“Say something to Sister Wan.”
The veins on his forehead bulged slightly, as if he had used all his strength, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Chu Wan.
"Wan... Sister Wan, I like you so much!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised the flowers in his hand towards Chu Wan's direction.
Having done all this seemed to have exhausted all his courage. He lowered his head, trembling, and dared not look up at Chu Wan again. His body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Pink balloons floated in the room, and for a moment there was silence.
Yunmo, with his head down, had bloodshot eyes.
What to do? What to do?
Isn't this too hasty, sudden, and outdated?
Will Sister Wan refuse?
Could it be that Sister Wan doesn't like him at all?
Even Sister Wan kissed him!
In his extreme tension and mental turmoil, he was completely unaware of the faint footsteps approaching him.
The bouquet of flowers in his hands was gently taken.
Outside the window, the night is dazzling; inside, applause resounds from the heart.
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