Fireworks exploded in the air, illuminating everyone's faces.
Lin Fan, surrounded by the crowd, looked at the red lips that were so close.
He felt a sense of urgency, like an arrow on a bowstring that must be released.
He knew clearly that if he kissed those lips, it would be a complete commitment. But if he didn't, the Golden Saber might as well pierce his heart.
With no retreat, he finally lowered his head and kissed Han Peipei's tender jade lips.
Sweetness entered his throat, the scent lingered on his teeth. Though it wasn't their first kiss, it was the first time they kissed in front of everyone. The meaning of this kiss was completely different—it was like announcing to the world that Lin Fan had truly become the Han Family's perfect son-in-law.
At this moment, both were immersed in the excitement of a passionate kiss between a man and a woman. However, in the crowd, not everyone was smiling. Even if they did smile, who could truly know their thoughts?
"Happy Birthday."
