C321 Cheng Hua Seven Years

321 Cheng Hua Seven Years

Wu Youwei and Wan Tong, shoulder to shoulder, watched the fireworks in the night sky as another year passed.

"Everything will go well this year!" Wu Youwei clenched his fist.

"Yes, yes." Wan Tong nodded, and wrapped his fist with his palm: "Everything will go smoothly."

If it wasn't smooth, he would make it smooth!

Seven years, the first month of spring