Shen Tang was caught off guard by the wind; she clearly remembered that none of these things were here when she returned last night. Was this all set up just this morning?
Jia Lan walked up to her, smiling as he remarked, "The old City Lord might be rustic, but you can tell he put his heart into it."
Saying this, he mysteriously produced a woven flower crown from somewhere and placed it in Shen Tang's hair.
Xiao Jin was still excitedly running over with a confetti cannon and with a bang, it exploded above her head!
Colorful confetti fluttered down, covering Shen Tang as if she had wandered through a sea of flowers.
Shen Tang pulled him over, her forehead throbbing, and she gritted her teeth, asking, "What's going on? You're all keeping this from me!"
