Fu Huaichen's expression was as if someone had splashed a bucket of red paint right in his face.
"I put so much effort into creating this romantic scene for you, and your first concern is whether it might catch on fire?"
He was a bit angry, yet somewhat amused.
Shen Chu'an pressed all her surprise and emotion into her heart and replied with a light smile. "Did you make these sky lanterns with your own hands? It's just a bunch of workers toiling away on your behalf—just a whim of a phone call from President Fu can have countless people working overtime through the night."
"Speaking of which, although the lanterns weren't released by you personally, if by any mishap they set the mountain ablaze, you would still have to personally serve time in prison."
"I'm about to start a new life, please don't tarnish my resume, okay?"
Fu Huaichen silently stared at her, and it was quite a while before he said, "Are you doing this on purpose just to annoy me?"
