He spoke so matter-of-factly, without even a hint of seeking credit, just taking it all as a given.
Cheng Weiyue knew, he felt he hadn't done much.
Zhou Jingwei was always like this.
Cheng Weiyue tilted her head to look at him, and under the moonlight, there wasn't a single flaw on his features, his gold-rimmed glasses casting a faint cold light, strikingly handsome like a deity.
He truly resembled an idol enshrined in a shrine, beyond the mundane world.
Cheng Weiyue couldn't help but be moved.
She really liked Zhou Jingwei a lot.
"So... shall we go get them?" Her voice was very soft.
In the trunk of the car, contained within a pitch-black wooden box, was a full box of water lanterns.
The red water lanterns, fashioned in the shape of budding flowers, had petals that splayed halfway open beneath them. The intricate details revealed the texture of the petals, truly exquisite.
Clearly, creating these water lanterns must have taken a considerable amount of time.