Chapter 1501: Only Love is the Most Attractive Tristan gazed at the small snowman bathed in warm yellow light, his voice gentle. "The brightness is fine, everyone has worked hard. We need to maintain this tomorrow, check everything carefully, we cannot afford any mistakes."

"Alright, rest assured, everything is progressing according to your plan.” Tristan handed them the design drawings.

He looked around, reminding, "We also need to hang lights on these trees. We should make good use of the romantic atmosphere, so try not to knock the snow off the branches.”

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“Thank you, everyone." Tristan gratefully glanced at all the people busily working on the scene, then turned and left with peace of mind. Choosing this place for his confession was the result of his long deliberation. This was the most suitable location.

Just as he sat in the driver's seat, Tristan took out his phone and saw that Jennifer had sent him a message on Facebook.

She had sent him a draft. Tristan was delighted; it was exactly what he wanted-identical to what he had purchased in the boutique that day! However, this time he had to inlay a real diamond, to upgrade its class and make this headband more meaningful.

Yes, Tristan decided to make a romantic confession tomorrow night. He knew Monica would worry about Claire to some extent, so he decided to put in some effort to reassure her, to let her know that she was special.

for Tristan, Claire had already become a

Algerone's idle small western-style building, the heating system was very effective, making the indoor environment and the snowy kingdom outside

had just finished bathing, wearing a nightgown and

a song with a joyful

of her bed, she reached out and stroked the tall

Tristan held her hand to grab the

the five-pointed star headband he bought for her, although it was

wear it on her head. Perhaps, she was already in

to drown in this one-way rush of love. Being good friends with him was also a kind of happiness. But Tristan once saved her without

living room

at the snowy scenery outside under the light of

Algerone eating noodles here kept flashing in her mind, making her inexplicably melancholic and

same night, Algerone Swain was in his yard, caring for his carefully nurtured roses, especially worried that they would freeze

was he doing

he remembered the man who drove Belinda home, and how he took off his coat to drape it

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