C174 The Reply to the Confession

From nearly three hundred feet in the air, the shout seemed like it could pierce the sky.

Ye Zhenzhen remained silent.

The night outside was stunning, with clusters of fireworks blooming in the sky, their reflections dancing in her eyes. Suddenly, Yeh Sen grabbed her hand, his palm slightly clammy with cold sweat, holding on tightly as he awaited her answer.

"Boom, boom, boom