"Thump."
"Thump."
What was that sound?
She instinctively held her breath, only then realizing belatedly that it was her own heartbeat.
At that moment, she no longer seemed to be on the sea.
There was no clamor of sea wind around her, nor the rumble of the cruise ship cutting through the water.
She and Yan Xianjue stood facing each other, within a vacuum isolated from the rest of the world.
Then she saw Yan Xianjue suddenly reveal a mischievous, sly smile.
Yet because of those naturally catlike eyes of his, it somehow carried an added touch of innocence.
He said, "Happy birthday!"
Shen Fangli: "..."
Shen Fangli's fist instantly clenched.
Damn it!!!
She had been wrong.
She needed to take back what she had said before—that foxes were sly, and that a fox brooch did not suit Yan Xianjue!
Clearly, nothing suited Yan Xianjue at this moment better than a sly fox.
If there was, it had to be a naughty big cat who was both lovable and infuriating!
He would shove the water glass off your table with one heavy swipe of his paw while you were not paying attention.
Then he would nonchalantly resume his loafing pose and lie right where he was.
He would not even bother moving away from the scene of the crime.
Just like how Yan Xianjue could still laugh right now!
He obviously knew that was not what she wanted to hear!
"What's wrong? Don't you like this timeless birthday greeting?" There was even a teasing smile at the corner of his lips.
Shen Fangli ground her teeth and slowly raised her restless fist.
"Guess what, Yan Xianjue? I know a thing or two about throwing punches too."
Under Shen Fangli's not particularly intimidating fist threat, Yan Xianjue swiftly changed his tone