The lights around changed to another tone, and the roof was covered with colorful words. She couldn't see clearly, but she refused, "Fu Yanye, don't do that."
He smiled and knelt on one knee amid the urging of the crowd.
Zhuo Jian looked down at him, his body tense.
“I wanted to do this last year.”
“…”
"But there was no suitable opportunity. When we went back that night, I saw someone proposing in the square, so I could no longer control this idea. Zhuo Jian, would you marry me and love me again?"
"I don't want to."
Zhuo Jian looked at him without any hesitation.
She didn't know why he insisted on saying it.
They are simply impossible now.
"Fu Yanye, say I love you."
No one would make them feel unlucky, and Ouyang Ping soon shouted.
Then a group of people shouted again: "Say I love you, I love you..."
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat was faster. She felt that this hair was playing too much, so she wanted to leave quickly.
But Fu Yanye just stared at her, his eyes eagerly and expectant, "Zhuo Jian, I..."
"You've disappeared for a week and are working on this?"
Zhuo Jian interrupted him in a timely manner.
Fu Yanye looked at her for a long time before speaking again: "Yes."
"generally."
Zhuo Jian was so nervous that she couldn't breathe, but she had to remain rational and objective.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye was puzzled.
He just thought that when she was thinking about him, he happened to appear, and at this time, he thought it was the most suitable one.
Chengcheng also said that she asked him and he thought it was time.
"I disappeared for so long, but the result was that I was summoning the secret to you proposing to me. It was very ordinary."
Zhuo Jian said again.
“…”
Fu Yanye's eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Sister Jane, give our brother some face."
Su Bai shouted.
Everyone is so familiar with Su Bai's words that even some younger brothers dare to laugh.
Zhuo Jian turned his head to look at him, smiled helplessly, and then said to Fu Yanye with great confidence: "I can't give it to you."
"Then what do you want?"
Fu Yanye also knelt in front of her on one knee and asked her with a good temper.
"You think about it yourself, I can't give you this face tonight anyway."
Zhuo Jian turned around after he said that.
The ring behind him didn't have time to take out, and he would hide it all the time this night.
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet because she really left.
Fu Yanye was even more disappointed. He didn't expect that he didn't even have time to say it.
In fact, everyone has a premonition that Boss Fu will not succeed, but seeing a business boss kneeling on one knee and failing to propose, he still...
Zhong Mai asked in a low voice: "Can I take photos and post them on Moments?"
Yan solemnly looked at her lowered eyes, but she smiled without saying a word.
Zhong Mai quietly took out his cell phone and pointed it at it. It would be a pity if he didn't take this shot.
Fu Yanye was unwilling to give up but had no choice. In fact, did he expect her to agree?
It is just a hope of zero or zero percent, and it is hard to find like a miracle.
But if he had just passed this night, he would not be able to close his eyes even if he died, so he got up, put the ring back in his pocket, and looked at him when he walked to Yan Zheng, "I will see this photo all over the country tomorrow."
Zhong Mai and Yan Zheng looked at him in surprise. He saw them taking photos of them secretly?
but……
He actually wanted them to send out the photos of his failed proposal?
Fu Yanye chased after him. At the door, Zhuo Jian was about to get in the car, but he was pulled, "Come with me."
Zhuo Jian was taken to his car. He lowered his head to help her fasten her seat belt, then looked up at her, tried to stay calm, and said to her: "I'll take you back."
The person who failed to propose was not irritable or furious, and he wanted to send her back?
The car quickly stopped in front of the building where she lived. No one spoke along the way. His car drove very quickly, but when he got home, he suddenly locked it.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, "Didn't you just kill someone to silence me if you lose face?"
"Unless I don't want to live."
Fu Yanye gave her the answer neatly.
Zhuo Jian was relieved because he was not a type of seeking death no matter how he looked at it.
"I admit it was abrupt, but if you want another proposal, please tell me."
"You think what I need is a marriage proposal?"
"Or all I need?"
Fu Yanye asked back, having no temper and even having a pitiful look.
Zhuo Jian turned his head and looked out the window. When she saw Zhuang Mingli, she was stunned and asked him: "Didn't you bribe the doorman?"
"Um?"
Fu Yanye didn't come back to his senses for a moment until he saw Zhuang Mingli at the entrance of her corridor and immediately frowned. What did that guy do here so late?
"Go away."
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian looked at Zhuang Mingli, and he seemed to find them walking towards them.
Fu Yanye looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she meant.
"Go away, he's coming, hurry up."
The car is still starting and you can leave immediately.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but smile, "Don't you like him?"
"Fu Yanye, what do you want?"
Zhuo Jian was anxious.
"Can you go back to Shengyuan?"
"Go away quickly."
Let's go first.
Zhuo Jian doesn't want to meet Zhuang Mingli again at this time.
Fu Yanye knew that she was really anxious, and he didn't want to end tonight just like that. He quickly retreated, turned around and left the community.
Zhuang Mingli: "..."
Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the community. After walking out for a while, she whispered: "Park the car on the side of the road."
Fu Yanye parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head to look at her, "What's wrong?"
"Do you think I will really go to Shengyuan with you?"
"I don't want me, nor Zhuang Mingli?"
"You men are all the same."
Zhuo Jian said, then pushed open the door and got out of the car, and walked forward with his bag on his back.
Fu Yanye got out of the car and chased after her, and continued walking with her, "Give me another chance."
"I don't."
"Zhuo Jian."
He strides two big steps in front of her, even solemnly.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in the moonlight, "Fu Yanye, you are already in your thirties."
"Promise me."
He was choked and after a few seconds he formally expressed his demands.
"What promises you?"
Zhuo Jian is puzzled.
"I don't want to be an ex-husband."
He said, pulling the ring out of his pocket and pinching it to her fingertips.
What he promised was self-evident, but Zhuo Jian looked at the ring and felt heartbroken.
The eyes were inexplicably hot, and she met his gaze again. At this moment when she was frustrated before, she was stubborn and dying when she made another sound, "Fu Yanye, don't always think that you still have the ability to save me."
"I have to work hard."
He could hear the sadness in her voice, and her eyes were crystal clear.
It’s not that she has no feelings for him, she just needs a suitable opportunity.
He looked around, sure that it was quiet enough that no one would disturb him, and then slowly, on one knee, and kneeled again.
Zhuo Jian's tears were about to fall, and his voice was filled with a suffocating crying voice: "I won't agree, I will never."