Lin Ruoxi took out a thermos and poured its contents—a full container of dry ice—into the fountain.
Instantly, a cloud of mist billowed up from the ground, making it seem as if they were in a celestial palace and drawing gasps of amazement from the onlookers.
Lin Ruoxi wanted to attract a bigger crowd. If there weren't enough people, Gu Muxue would likely refuse to play along for Xue Rui's sake, and everything she was about to do would be for nothing.
"You!" Gu Muxue's voice trembled. Such a flamboyant act—she knew who was behind this.
Gu Muxue watched as the bear pulled a bouquet of pink roses from a nearby cardboard box and offered it to her.
Lin Ruoxi knew Gu Muxue didn't like bright red, so she had chosen a pink bouquet.
"Hey, I asked him if he was hot in that outfit, but he wouldn't talk. Turns out he was waiting for you?" a girl in the crowd said, her eyes filled with envy.
'She had noticed the bouquet in the box earlier. It was probably a love confession, wasn't it?'
