The fireworks show lasted a full fifteen minutes before it slowly came to an end.
Chen Xin closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and silently made her birthday wish.
Just as everyone thought the show was over, tiny points of starlight suddenly began to rise from the ground.
"Could it not be over?"
As the crowd in the county town watched in confusion, the countless points of light suddenly formed a sentence in the sky.
[Happy Birthday, Chen Xin!]
That's when everyone realized—it was drones!
And they all knew now that this fireworks show was for a woman named Chen Xin.
At that moment, all the women who had witnessed the entire scene were overcome with envy.
It was just too romantic!
Listening to the envious sighs of the women around them, the men could only lament that this was a rich man's romance—the kind they could never hope to imitate.
After all, that wasn't fireworks they were setting off; it was piles of cash.
