Inside the main hall, indignant voices rose in waves, "What’s going on? Are we still exchanging gifts or not?"
"Could it be they didn’t prepare a gift at all and are just using this unexpected situation as a cover-up?"
"Ha, how cunning."
Fang Hao and Di Yan were both a bit startled and quickly stood up. Could something really have gone wrong?
Just as they were about to send someone to investigate, a faint glimmer of light appeared in the darkened main hall, very small at first.
Then, something shocking and awe-inspiring happened. That tiny light began to grow—one point, two points, three points, four points...
Suddenly, countless points of light surged into the hall, covering it entirely. Everyone was instantly stunned.
"Fireflies!" someone exclaimed excitedly.
"Oh my god, it’s so beautiful!"
At this moment, Di Jinxuan naturally heard the shouts. Her heart filled with surprise—fireflies?
Nangong Jin released her lips but kept his large hand over her eyes. His deep, sexy voice carried warmth as he breathed near her ear, "My love, are you ready?"
"Mm," Di Jinxuan replied softly, her heart already racing uncontrollably.
Slowly, Nangong Jin moved his fingers away from her eyes. As her vision gradually returned, Di Jinxuan suddenly froze—stunned, overwhelmed, and utterly awestruck.
The grand main hall above her was entirely filled with fireflies. Their soft green light illuminated the space completely, a beauty beyond words.
The feeling was as if she stood beneath a summer night’s sky, surrounded by countless stars—so beautiful it shook the soul.
Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but slowly move her gaze, reluctant to look away. Where did all these fireflies come from? They were truly mesmerizing.
"Neither have I. It’s so beautiful, I could cry."
"I feel like I’ve been transported to the edge of the heavens, standing at the sky’s horizon!"
"Where did all these fireflies come from?"
"Yeah, it’s not even firefly season right now!"
The crowd was filled with astonishment, awe, curiosity, and heartfelt emotion—a kaleidoscope of feelings swirling together.
So was Di Jinxuan. She too wondered deeply—where were these fireflies from?
Di Jinxuan glanced toward Nangong Jin, but before she could ask her question, he raised his hand toward her.
A single firefly rested obediently on his slender fingertip. Around his face, fireflies continued to flutter, lighting up his striking features to unparalleled perfection.

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