You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The fat man swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he stared at the exorbitant bill: "Brother Yuan, you're practically burning through a mountain of gold just to put on a one-night fireworks show for her?!"

Chen Yuan paused slightly in his hand holding the iced Americano.

The bottom of the cup tapped softly on the solid wood table.

"Her willingness is priceless."

There was no hint of heartache in her voice, only an unyielding warmth.

"Go check the final air traffic control frequencies. Tonight at 11:30, all lights will be turned off."

It was late Wednesday night, at 11:45 p.m.

The open-air observation terrace of the Cloud Top Tower, the tallest building in Jianghai City.

At an altitude of over 400 meters, the night wind carried the unique chill of early spring.

It scraped against the glass railing of the terrace, making a low whistling sound.

The entire city lay beneath my feet, like a giant, illuminated net of neon lights.

Shen Wanzhou was wearing a pearl-white velvet dress.

He was wearing Chen Yuan's large black cashmere coat over his shoulders.

The hem of the coat was almost dragging on the ground.

She was completely enveloped in that man's aura.

It's a bit windy on the terrace.

The wind tousled her long, black hair, strands brushing against her fair cheeks.

Her fingers were tightly gripping the edge of her coat.

His knuckles turned white from straining, and his palms were covered in slippery, cold sweat.

For someone with severe social anxiety.

Standing at the highest point of the city, overlooking the myriad lights of homes.

It's like standing on the edge of a cliff.

That dark room from ten years ago, those violent shouts, and those cold ropes.

Like barbed nets, in the darkness of this day every year.

They strangled her tightly, making even breathing feel sticky and difficult.

Her shoulders involuntarily hunched slightly.

They didn't even dare to look downstairs.

A large hand, slightly warm, unexpectedly grasped her cold fingers.

Chen Yuan stood beside her, his tall frame blocking the wind.

He closed his five fingers, completely enveloping the trembling little hand in his palm.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here for you."

The man's voice came through the night wind, as steady as a mountain.

These four words.

Like a rusty key, it precisely pierced the shackles that had hung in Shen Wanzhou's heart for ten years.

The warmth from my palms flowed through my blood and spread to every part of my body.

It dispelled the chill seeping from the very bones.

She took a deep breath and gently rested her head on Chen Yuan's arm.

The panic in Tao Hua's eyes gradually faded.

As long as she held this hand, she felt that this was the safest fortress in the world.

11:59.

Chen Yuan raised his wrist and glanced at the second hand on the watch face.

Tap, tap, tap.

Ten seconds left in the countdown.

The streets of Jianghai City remain bustling with traffic and noise.

Midnight.

Chen Yuan raised his free hand.

The slender fingers snapped crisply in mid-air.

Snapped.

The sound was carried away by the wind on the terrace.

But in the next second.

The entire city of Jianghai seemed to have been put on pause by an invisible giant hand.

Below me are those commercial buildings flashing with colorful neon lights.

Those giant LED signs that stay lit all night long.

At the same instant.

They all went out at once.

The once dazzling steel jungle was instantly plunged into a suffocating darkness.

Only the streetlights and car headlights were still flashing.

The crowd on the street stopped in their tracks and burst into gasps of surprise.

"What's going on? Is there a power outage?"

"Why are all the building screens in the city black?"

Shen Wanzhou was also startled by the sudden darkness.

She subconsciously shrank closer to Chen Yuan.

"Look at the sky."

Chen Yuan's warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and his large hand supported her shoulder.

He turned her around and led her to face the vast, boundless night sky.

Om-!

A low rumble, like the flapping of a swarm of bees, rose simultaneously from all directions of the city.

In this man-made darkness.

A tiny blue light first appeared in the night sky opposite the Genting Tower.

Followed by.

Ten points, a hundred points, a thousand points, ten thousand points.

A total of 80,000 specially designed drones equipped with high-lumen LED lights.

They took off from ten hidden helipads.

Like a sudden surge of blue fireflies, it instantly illuminated the night sky of Jianghai City.

The light spots moved, intersected, and arrayed rapidly in the air.

The massive ghost base station algorithm precisely controls the trajectory of each drone.

Less than ten seconds.

In the night sky, a giant rose is formed by tens of thousands of drones.

It blooms slowly.

The blue petals are layered and lifelike, even perfectly mimicking the swaying motion of the wind.

The entire city was in an uproar.

Countless mobile phone cameras were pointed at the sky.

After the rose blooms, the light spots disperse and recombine again.

It transformed into several enormous golden regular script characters spanning half the night sky.

Happy birthday, Wanzhou.

These words were dazzlingly bright.

It domineeringly occupied the view of everyone who looked up in Jianghai City.

No leniency is shown to any star.

Immediately following.

The fifty landmark-level giant LED screens that were just turned off throughout the city.

At the same time, it suddenly lit up.

All commercial services were forcibly shut down.

An animation started playing on the screen.

A simple line drawing of a kitten hiding in a dark corner.

I was pulled into a warm, large hand's embrace, surrounded by blooming flowers.

The interplay of light and shadow illuminates the entire city of Jianghai, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene.

Shen Wanzhou stood blankly on the terrace.

Looking up at the few names that belong to me in the night sky.

My vision was already blurred by a thick layer of mist.

Hot tears slid down his cheeks and landed on Chen Yuan's cashmere coat.

It's been ten years.

She thought she would be like a ghost for the rest of her life.

Hiding in a dark room, surviving on nutrient solution.

She thought that her birthday represented kidnapping, extortion, darkness, and endless fear.

But now.

This man uses 80,000 drones.

Use the light of an entire city.

It ruthlessly and domineeringly shattered all her shadows.

They forcefully pulled her out of that dark, dead-end alley and back into the sunlight.

"From now on, I won't be afraid of birthdays anymore."

Chen Yuan reached out his fingertip and wiped away the tear stains on her cheek.

Even if the sky falls, I will still hold it up for you and make sure it's bright and clear.

This promise is more chilling than a sky full of drones.

Shen Wanzhou's shoulders heaved violently.

All the social anxiety defenses, all the inferiority complex and withdrawal.

Under this night sky that belongs only to her, she completely melted away.

She suddenly threw herself into Chen Yuan's arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his lean waist.

Her cheek pressed against his warm chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

No further explanation is needed.

She just wanted to etch the warmth of this moment into her very bones forever.

Chen Yuan lowered his head, his chin resting on the center of her hair.

The deep reflections in his eyes mirrored the dazzling lights of the drones filling the sky.

All the noise around us faded away.

He gently pushed away the girl in his arms who was still shedding tears.

Under Shen Wanzhou's astonished and reddened gaze.

He took half a step back.

Fireworks illuminated Chen Yuan's deep-set eyes. He pulled a custom-made red velvet box from his pocket, knelt on one knee, and asked, "Shen Wanzhou, are you willing to eat only my cooking for the rest of your life?"