Outside the window, the sound of fireworks suddenly erupted, one after another, illuminating the sky with various patterns, dazzling and splendid, lighting up half the sky.
Every household was brightly lit, and Mia Sutton could still hear the cheerful voices of children in the neighborhood.
"Happy New Year, Mr. Sterling!"
Jensen Sterling looked at the young girl, who tilted her head to look at him, her eyes sparkling, wishing him a Happy New Year.
After a few seconds, he slowly curled his lips and said softly, "Happy New Year, Mia."
The two stared into each other's eyes for a long time before Mia Sutton's eyes curved into a smile, and she laughed.
So childish, yet it felt quite nice.
Jensen Sterling placed the red envelope on the bedside and then walked over to fetch something, which Mia Sutton looked at in puzzlement.
Jensen Sterling smiled slightly, "I didn't prepare a red envelope for you, but I have something else in its place, a New Year's gift. Is that okay?"
