At that moment, in the northern city.
The city was filled with the sounds of fireworks and firecrackers, each blast resonating in the air.
The television aired New Year's Eve galas from various major networks.
Jiang Rou was not home; she had gone to spend the festival with Scar at his place.
In the dilapidated house, only Jiang Yueping and Hu Fangqin were left to celebrate the New Year.
The two of them just watched TV shows and nibbled on sunflower seeds, quite bored.
Until a call from Harbor City came through, which Hu Fangqin answered, signaling Jiang Yueping to turn down the volume of the television.
"Fine! Fine! We'll definitely be there!"
After hanging up the phone, a smile finally appeared on her somber face.
"What's the deal?" Jiang Yueping asked indifferently, not holding much hope.
