Fireworks exploded in the sky not far behind the group, the brilliant light instantly illuminating the entire night sky.
For a moment, a feast of fireworks appeared before everyone, little points of light imprinted in their eyes.
Ni Yue was rendered speechless by the fireworks at first, only speaking after they had faded away.
"Xiao Jingjing, did you prepare these fireworks?"
As she said this, she couldn't help but cast a disdainful glance at Yu Yangqi.
Yu Yangqi, angered, widened his eyes and pointed at himself.
"What! What do you mean by that? Are you not satisfied with the ones I prepared? Do they have to be prepared by the boss to be good enough?"
Ni Yue nodded without hesitation, as if it were a matter of course.
"Otherwise?"
Yu Yangqi almost spat blood in anger, staring at Ni Yue, unable to speak for a long time.
Qiao Jing looked at this pair of bickering friends and revealed an utterly helpless smile.
"I prepared them."
