Two days later.
By just before seven in the evening, Wangyue Villa was ablaze with light and bustling with activity. Xie Siwan, dressed in a moon-white cheongsam and sporting a delicately made-up face, was busy directing operations in the open-air venue.
"Fufu loves sunflowers—move these dipladenias away."
"Also, don't forget to set up a swing over there. It’ll be convenient for Ayun and Fufu to chat after dinner."
"And the red wine—has it been brought up from the cellar yet?..."
"..."
Chapter 210