The soft lights in the slightly dim valley resembled little fairies carrying tiny lanterns.
Su Qingnuan was utterly astonished, her gaze fixed on the "little fairies" in the valley, her eyes gradually filling with delight.
Sitting beside her, Fu Yihan, looked at Su Qingnuan's expression and felt a genuine happiness welling up inside him.
At last, he seemed to understand what truly brought this woman joy.
At this moment, it appeared that Qin Chuan's idea was indeed excellent.
But just as Su Qingnuan was admiring the fireflies outside the pavilion in the valley, a sudden sharp pain struck her chest.
Her brows furrowed in an instant.
The intense pain made Su Qingnuan realize she might not be able to hold on any longer.
Fu Yihan, sitting beside her, immediately noticed her unusual expression.
He hurriedly instructed Gong Qi to support Su Qingnuan.
