The lanterns and the bright moon in the sky formed a striking contrast, warm and pleasant to look at.
Lin Mianmian had already disappeared without a trace.
Ye Muyu didn't mind and asked Su Mei to serve a plate of the prepared snacks.
Today, she had made Chestnut Cake, almond tofu, yolk pastries, and small cakes with various flavors.
She also brought a pot of sour plum soup and a pot of green tea to cut through the greasiness.
She ate slowly. The painting boat didn't seem to have much food prepared, so she wanted to fill her stomach first, so as not to be distracted by hunger.
As she was eating, a voice rang out beside her.
"Who are you? Did you prepare all these snacks yourself?" The newcomer's voice was crisp, carrying a smile.
Ye Muyu turned to look, only to see a girl in a yellow dress approaching, with no one accompanying her.
Yet, Ye Muyu recognized her identity, the Zhao family's only daughter yet to be married, and also Elder Master Zhao's granddaughter.
