We slide back into the car. The door shuts softly. The world outside keeps moving like nothing just changed.
Jiang breaks the silence first.
"So, Yunhua," he says, voice careful, "are we telling anyone… or keeping this a secret?"
I turn to him, eyes bright. "We tell."
He blinks. "Immediately?"
"Yes." I nod, already planning ten steps ahead. "But properly."
"Properly?" he repeats.
"Celebration," I say, grinning. "A small one. Nothing crazy."
"Celebration," he echoes again, slower this time, like he's testing the word.
"Yes yes," I say, warming up. "You bring your friends. I'll call Yuyu and Zeyan. We eat, we talk, we announce the good news."
He tilts his head. "You want… witnesses?"
"Support," I correct. "And also—" I wave my hand vaguely "—damage control."
He narrows his eyes slightly. "Explain."
