After her eyes adjusted to the sudden light, Tang Yanqi slowly opened them again.
The room was no longer illuminated by the previous white light, but by a warm, soft yellow glow. The items in the living room seemed to have vanished, leaving only a large red double sofa and a gigantic Christmas tree in the center of the room.
The top of the Christmas tree almost touched the ceiling, adorned with various colorful balls, snowflakes, and gift boxes.
Tang Yanqi finally realized what she had been kicking earlier, decorations from the Christmas tree scattered all over the floor.
On the wall hung Santa Claus dolls, and a blow-up Santa stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, creating a scene straight out of Christmas Eve.
Tang Yanqi stood in a daze for a good while, then stammered as she looked at Sheng Jianan. The man had a glint in his eyes, a mischievous smile on his lips, and an air of smugness. "Well? Are you moved? Want to offer your eternal devotion?"
Tang Yanqi: "..."
