The call was still connected. After a long time, the two of them looked at the fireworks in the sky. Neither of them said anything. This silence lasted for a long time!
However, Song Jiaren could still hear Yan Cheng's steady breathing through the phone. Although it was just simple breathing, it made her feel inexplicably at ease.
"Phew ~" Song Jiaren let out a long sigh. "Yan Cheng, tell me, are you serious?"
"I spent half a month preparing fireworks for you. About Liu Meifeng and…" Yan Cheng was about to continue when he saw Song Jiaren running out of the Song family's house.
Perhaps it was because she had run too fast, but her face was flushed.
"Hu hu hu ~" Song Jiaren panted heavily.
Yan Chen's eyes were filled with surprise.
"How did you know I was here?" Under the sports car, Yan Cheng leaned against the car alone. The night wind blew at his short black hair, giving him a noble air.
