New Year's Eve
Fifteen women reunited with Lu Chuan after a long time, gathering around the dining table to celebrate the arrival of the new year.
For Lu Chuan, this was quite a novel experience.
Although he had spent New Year's with a few of them before, this was the first time everyone was present.
How should he put it?
The atmosphere was much more harmonious than Lu Chuan had imagined. Everyone was merry, chatting and laughing, which brought Lu Chuan much relief.
After all, the essence of a New Year's Eve dinner is unity and joy. The more lively it is, the happier it feels. Even Situ Qinghuan's normally cold demeanor had softened a bit these past few days, as she occasionally smiled.
With her telepathy ability, if even Situ Qinghuan was willing to blend in, it was clear this harmony wasn't just for Lu Chuan's sake. Of course, much of the credit went to Tang Yurou.
