(The previous chapter has been revised, if it feels disconnected, you can go back and check)
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"Not sure." Ye Cheng lightly parted his lips, layers of smile emerging between his sparse eyebrows.
Zimei nearly rolled her eyes.
Is it really that amusing to joke around?
If Ye Cheng really took her to the middle of nowhere for her birthday, she might remember it for a lifetime.
The man's palm was warm and dry, holding her hand as they continued walking forward, passing through a gate full of fairy tale charm, yet there were still no lights ahead, and everything around was extremely quiet.
Zimei was slightly impatient, the kind who feels uncomfortable holding back, and just as she was about to continue questioning, she suddenly heard the man snap his fingers.
Pleasant and cheerful music suddenly started playing, and soon, similar sounds arose one after another, turning the quiet environment into a lively scene.
