Su Li felt like almost everyone's nerves were unconsciously tense.
The next second, the pitch-black night sky seemed to ignite instantly, fireworks lit up the sky like daylight.
Xu Haohao was stunned: "Fire…fireworks?"
Those fireworks shot into the sky one after another, making the entire night sky continuously bright, creating an indescribable beauty when looking at the moon standing by the river.
Feng Huaimu stood with his hands behind his back and asked, "What else did you think it was?"
Xu Haohao almost wanted to curse him; otherwise, what did he think? Did he think he could do a good deed?
Su Li, however, smiled and said, "It's a pity, I can't see how it looks anymore."
This nighttime scenery seemed unrelated to her; she couldn't see the beauty of this night.
But hearing Xu Haohao and Lu Xiaomian unable to help but say it looked beautiful, Su Li's earlier apprehension gradually calmed down.
