This was a magnificent firework display, like a myriad of flowers blooming!
Specks of starlight fell, like shattered diamonds, swaying with exquisite brilliance.
Summer Ford stared in amazement at this scene, undisguised joy in his eyes, even prompting him to have someone bring over handheld fireworks to play like a child.
Handheld fireworks are a kind of fireworks held in the hand. When ignited, sparks fly everywhere like a fountain, very beautiful.
Jasper Sheridan silently watched her, whose face was somber just a few minutes ago, now smiling brightly, his gaze momentarily lost.
Summer Ford's face wasn't actually the most beautiful, but she had a charm that made it hard for one's eyes not to linger a few seconds longer.
The first time he saw her was in the conference room during Rousseau's interview, and she gave him the same impression.
