The entire square was illuminated by candlelight, brilliantly unreal.
Under the star-dotted sky, the rotating music box stage played a melodious tune.
At the same moment, all the dove cages surrounding the square flung open, and countless white doves, carrying roses in their beaks, took to the sky, their sacred feathers flapping.
Leike, who was entrusted by the Young Master to guard the gift box, stood respectfully behind him, contently watching the spectacle unfold.
Even though Leike had been involved in all the arrangements, the sight still astonished him.
It was a spectacular effect!
Especially considering that the Young Master had lived for over twenty years and yet no one had ever painstakingly arranged such a unique birthday celebration for him...
How many years had it been since the Young Master had smiled like this?
Bo Yeyuan's crimson lips curled up, smiling with eyes that shone like brilliant stars!
