The door of the sports car opened and Gu Yilin walked out.
Tonight, Gu Yilin wore a black shirt and black trousers. The 30-year-old man had reached the most mature, most handsome, and most charming age. The cool night wind blew his black shirt and made it gurgle, it was so charming that people couldn’t take their eyes off him.
Gu Yilin put one hand in his pocket and looked at Mimi on the second floor. He gently curled his thin lips and said, “Do you like the Roses I gave you?”
Mimi was wearing a silk nightgown. Her brown seaweed hair, her face and eyes were the same as Xia Xiaodie’s. Now, she had the status of Madam Jade Hairpin’s daughter. Her every frown and smile was charming and elegant. She raised her willow-leaf eyebrows, she didn’t say anything.
At this moment, there was a clap, and fireworks exploded in the clear blue sky. The brilliant fireworks formed a sentence -- I love you!
Mimi revealed a bright smile.
