Xia Wanyuan's Weibo had several photos attached. A big tree wrapped in silver, footprints in the deep snow, and fresh roses in the snow.
However, the most eye-catching thing was the back of a man wearing a coat in the snow.
[Goddess, you've changed. You weren't like this in the past. What kind of bewitching soup did that man give you?!]
[Let me ask you silently. Did Wanyuan go to Dongbei?]
Unexpectedly, Xia Wanyuan replied, "No, in Beijing."
The fans typed out rows of question marks at the back.
[Stop asking questions. Don't you know that there's something called artificial snowfall?]
[Poverty has limited my imagination. What kind of godly love is this? There are so many roses in the snow. Oh my god, Brother-in-law is too good at love.]
[No wonder the usually low-key Xia Wanyuan has begun to show off her love. Who can resist such a man? I'm already tired of saying the word envious.]
