Aunt Fu was extremely satisfied with Zhou Jiahe, her future daughter-in-law, sometimes to the point that even he, as her son, was jealous.
Fu Tingshen glanced at her, crossed his legs, and fiddled with an unlit cigarette between his fingers: "What? I haven't even said anything yet, and you're already trying to accuse me first. Are you feeling guilty?"
"I don't understand what you're saying." She nudged Fu Tingshen with her elbow and lowered her voice, "Didn't you say you had other preparations? What preparations?"
"Just you wait and see." He raised a hand to touch his sideburn, lifting his chin with an air of self-importance, "I'll take you to a more interesting place."
Zhou Jiahe's smile quickly faded.
What he considered interesting was setting off fireworks by the river while the wind was blowing?
It's a really cost-effective and effortless arrangement.
Did the Fu family cut off his credit card, or did his bar business decline? He only bought two boxes of sparklers?
How stupid!
Is it outdated or not?
If he ever put on a fireworks show, she wouldn't even want to roll her eyes at him.
Qi Ye held a handful of unlit sparklers and handed out a few to each person.
What's so fun about that!
Fu Tingshen held a few lit fireworks in his hand and grinned foolishly.
Even a three-year-old isn't this easy to please.
He casually handed her two.
Holding the fireworks in my hand and watching them scatter like sparks, I must say, it's quite interesting.
Zhou Jiahe glanced at the night view behind her and immediately said with great interest, "Quick, quick, take two nice photos for me to post on my WeChat Moments."
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