Munni flattened the palm of her left hand, placing a wad of cash in her palm, while her right hand quickly flicked over the cash.
With her motion, one hundred yuan bills flew swiftly from her palm, drifting towards the dancer’s face and chest.
After the wad of cash disappeared from her palm, she withdrew her hand.
"It’s two minutes until the New Year, do you have any wishes?"
Munni glanced sideways slightly, and standing next to her, Yisen was staring intently at the stage ahead, a warm smile like the sun at the corner of his lips.
She withdrew her gaze, also staring at the stage ahead, pondered for a few seconds, and then nodded in response, "I hope the restaurant will prosper in the new year, and I can afford to keep a handsome young lover."
"Prosperous business is doable, as for a young lover..." Yisen’s words suddenly halted, he turned sideways, gave Munni a playful glance, didn’t continue his previous words, but instead asked, "Why not consider holding on to someone else, and let them keep you?"
Munni nonchalantly replied, "Raised by my father since I was little, supported by you after marriage, I feel like I’m getting spoiled."
As the two chatted idly here and there, they were already entering the countdown, the large stage backdrop screen reflected the ever-changing numbers, everyone in the bar loudly counting down together...
Those who came with partners embraced and kissed sweetly, while those who came alone raised their glasses excitedly and celebrated.
Yisen, when Munni wasn’t paying attention, leaned in slightly and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, whispering, "Happy New Year, dear Munni."
Slow to react, Munni, after realizing, gave him a disdainful glare and quickly looked away.
Under the dim lights, her originally fair cheeks were already tinged with a blush.
When Yisen escorted Munni to her doorstep, it was already one in the morning.
When his gaze fell on the bouquet of champagne roses standing by her door, he subtly raised an eyebrow, "Quite a beautiful bouquet, why leave it at the door?"
Munni’s gaze also landed on the bouquet, she bent down slightly to pick it up and saw a small card inserted in the middle of the flowers, along with a delicately crafted small jewelry box.
She took out the card, opened it, and saw the familiar handwriting inside—Unfortunately, you weren’t honored to join me for the countdown, but I still wanted to give you a surprise. Happy New Year, my dear junior.
Munni chuckled lightly and slipped the card back into the flowers.
Standing beside her, though Yisen didn’t recognize Yuan Chengmo’s handwriting, when he saw the signature in the bottom right corner, his eyebrows involuntarily lifted slightly.
"It seems the other person doesn’t know you like Casablanca lilies." His tone was rather sour.
Munni turned slightly, leisurely staring at Yisen, a sarcastic smile playing around her delicate eyebrows and eyes, she said, "I never liked Casablanca lilies."
He hadn’t finished speaking when Munni interrupted, "That’s because those flowers were from you, so I liked them."
Back then, what she liked wasn’t the Casablanca lilies he sent, but him, the one who sent the Casablanca lilies.
"See, you don’t know me that well either."
Leaving behind this teasing remark, Munni keyed in the password on the lock, opened the door, waved gently at the stunned Yisen, and swiftly went inside and closed the door.