"Bang bang bang!"
Countless fireworks bloomed in the pitch-black night sky, accompanied by drones forming various patterns, captivating and delightful to behold.
Amidst the glittering stars sixty-six floors up, lips gently parted as Mo Han held the person in his arms tightly, speaking with deep affection, "Ning'er, thank you for standing by me throughout this past year."
"I, Mo Han, swear never to let you down in this lifetime!"
Luo Ning lifted her head, her hand covering her lips, as hot tears rolled down her cheeks like pearls.
"I know, I understand everything," she sniffled softly, her head resting in Mo Han's embrace, already crying silently, unable to speak.
Over the past year, Mo Han's business had failed; their house and car had been repossessed, and their daughter had been diagnosed with leukemia.
People around her mocked her, her colleagues looked down on her, and her mother pressured her day after day to divorce Mo Han.
The mental stress she experienced was immense.
