章節 85: 77. Set patterns are no match for sincerity_3

"You... you brought me to set off fireworks?"

Mou Keyan craned her neck, saw the square boxes filling the trunk to the brim, and her eyes widened in astonishment.

"Just to celebrate a little."

Lu Jincheng chuckled, arranging the fireworks on the ground one by one.

"Life is already dull enough; we need a bit of ceremony."

"..."

Mou Keyan adjusted her collar, shredding her ponytail, allowing her hair to dance freely in the river breeze.

Today, she was surrounded by surprises, overwhelmingly breathless.

Usually, Mr. Lu's attitude toward her sometimes even seemed distant.

Either he would reply to messages online super slowly, or on the rare occasion he did reply, it was to comment on her chest, her legs, or judge videos.

Does he, does he really like me?

After unlocking new positions and pet names, she'd enjoyed it deep down, but still felt an underlying sensation—as if she were just a toy.

"Why not give them to someone else?"

"Work-related."

"What else?"