Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 473

Harold put Crystal on the ground. She looked at the river outside the branch and asked, “Do people in

Fairby have the custom of putting river lanterns?”

“Yes.” Harold said, “But no one does it.”

“?” Crystal asked, “Why?”

Harold said, “One will get a fine of thirty dollars if he’s caught.”

Crystal, “…”

Crystal subconsciously covered her pocket tightly. Then she remembered that she actually didn’t have

any money in her pocket, so she let go of it and sighed. “I thought of putting a river lantern for my

mother on the Hungry Ghost Festival.”

“I heard that the river is a medium between the underworld and the human world. The river lantern can

float with the water to the underworld.”

“Didn’t you say that you are not superstitious?”

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Crystal said confidently, “I am only superstitious at times. It’s Science that worships the gods. You don’t

understand.”

Harold, “…”

He didn’t know whether it was science that would die of anger or the gods who would vomit blood.

Crystal squatted on the ground and suddenly pulled the corner of his clothes. “Squat down. I’ll tell

you a secret.”

Harold raised his eyebrows slightly, squatted down, and asked, “What’s it?”

Crystal approached him and kissed him on the corner of his mouth. “I’m very happy tonight.”

“…” Harold paused for a moment, then suddenly wrapped his arms around Crystal’s waist, picked her

up, and pressed her against Crape Myrtle Flower’s trunk.

Crystal and he looked at each other.

Harold was more than 20 centimeters taller than her. To be able to meet his eyes, it meant that her feet

were suspended in the air. Crystal relied on the help of Harold’s arm around her waist. She was a little

flustered. “What are you doing?”

The wind blew across the river’s surface, making it a little chilly. It blew past Crystal’s cheeks. The sky

was dim, which made Crystal’s eyes look especially bright. Harold lowered his eyes and kissed her on

the eyelids. His voice was a little hoarse. “Crystal.”

“Hmm?”

“Did anyone tell you?” Harold pressed the tip of his nose against hers. “You’re so cute.”

Crystal replied, “Yes…”

She smiled. “It’s you.”

Harold held her even more tightly and kissed her in the cool river breeze and rustling rain.

At this time, the sky exploded with fireworks. For a moment, the light reflected Harold’s deep eyes. His

pupils were like a dark sea. There were no waves, but there were countless dangers and…

desires in them.

When they returned to Flower Land, Crystal held Harold’s fingers and jumped up and down. “Those

people who secretly set off fireworks were so unlucky. They happened to meet the police officer on

patrol.”

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Harold, “Do you like fireworks?”

“I like all good-looking things.” Crystal said, “Although it’s wrong for them to set off fireworks, I’m still

very grateful. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to see the exploding firework.”

Harold said thoughtfully, “If you like it… I’ll ask someone to set off the fireworks for you by the river. Is it

all right?”

Crystal stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him. “That will cost you a lot of money, right?”

Harold, “Yes.”

Not only would it cost a lot of money, but he would also have to make use of his power.

Crystal said, “Forget it. Why not you give me the money for the fireworks instead? My bank account

number is 67630…”

Harold let go of her hand. “Forget it.”

Crystal took two small steps forward and hugged his arm. “You can set off fireworks for me, but you

can’t give me money?”

Harold looked down at her in the moonlight. His eyelashes were long and straight, with a bit of

sharpness. The cold moon and stars were all in the sky. Only Crystal’s face was reflected in his pupils.

He touched her chest with his finger and said, “When a woman has money, she will become

bad.”

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