Hearing how serious Cen Juan was, Fu Ting couldn't help but look forward to the birthday surprise that the man had given her.
She went back to her room to take a shower. When she came out, she was wearing a sleeveless nightdress. Her fair skin was flushed red from the heat. Her black hair was combed high, revealing her exquisite eyebrows.
Fu Ting received a call from Fu Pei in the wee hours of the morning.
" Fu Xiaoting, happy birthday." The young man's voice sounded exceptionally gentle through the receiver.
Fu Ting smiled sweetly and called out to her father. She heard Fu Pei say," Go to the windowsill."
Fu Ting took two steps to the window. At the same time, thousands of fireworks suddenly burst out in the sky, dyeing the entire dark sky bright and resplendent.
When the voice faded, Fu Pei asked with a smile," Do you like it?"
It was obvious that he had asked someone to set off the fireworks for Fu Ting.