I don't know how long it had been since the confession started, but the man knelt on one knee in front of the woman, humble and sincere.
"From the first time I saw you, I knew that I would never like others again. Miss Jian, please marry me. I will not look at other women more. I will only love you one by one, and I will always be in my life.
constant."
The man is a little silly and stubborn.
Jian Qian was actually a little scared. This was a public place after all. Although the security here was very good, people were not allowed to take photos casually, but...
She was just nervous.
The colleague who was with her was also stunned and whispered in her ear: "It looks a bit extreme. Should I agree first and then find a way to escape?"
"Hey, the guy who proposed to her downstairs, why do you love her for the rest of your life? Are you that street stall on your body?"
Suddenly someone upstairs joined in the fun.
The music stopped at some point, and everyone looked upstairs attentively.
"Miss, if you are really in a hurry to get married, it's better to marry me."
He continued.
Jian Qian looked at the person upstairs and felt that this person was probably crazy.
I dare to make such jokes in public.
But there is a saying that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Compared with those kneeling downstairs, about ten out of ten will choose him.
Because whether it is aura or appearance, he is the kind that girls dream of.
Feng Ying happened to stand side by side with Fu Yanye. Fu Yanye was shrouded in the darkness, like the King of Yama who was not close to him. He was a little rude and laughed at the same time, and he was still very frivolous.
Jian Qian didn't know why her heart was so nervous, but she just felt that this time she wanted to see her, so she was too unsovereign.
"Marry you? What's the best thing to marry you?"
The man who was still kneeling on one knee asked loudly.
"At least you can have food and clothing for the rest of your life, do you have gold, silver and jewelry that you can't wear?"
He asked jokingly.
The man kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up and hummed, "I will have it one day sooner or later."
He left.
Feng Ying laughed, he left so easily, and said, "Why would there be? Will you give up?"
Feng Ying finally met Jian Qian, the smile in his eyes gradually closed, and then turned around, "Let's play a few more games."
Soon, everyone returned to the private room.
And Jian Qian gradually relaxed.
She knew that he must be joking.
He said that he would not be responsible to women at will.
Even if you are responsible, it is not now.
They went back soon after this incident. Jian Qian kept thinking about how he was there.
Did he come back tonight?
He would not contact her after returning to Fengcheng, but he suddenly appeared again.
Jian Qian looked at the familiar night outside and felt that this life was too vain and too unpredictable.
I don’t know when it was, but after taking a shower, she heard the doorbell ringing and went to open the door.
"It's so easy to open the door?"
The person at the door frowned when he saw her and was not very happy.
"Why are you here?"
Jian Qian's hand wiping her hair was a little stiff.
"Don't you ask who it belongs?"
"Who is it?"
Jian Qian doesn't understand.
"What if it's a bad guy? You're already in a pool of blood."
Feng Ying did not forget to teach her a lesson when he walked in.
Jian Qian felt that he was a little angry tonight, so she wiped her hair and walked in and went to the bathroom directly.
By the time she came out again, he had taken off his blazer, sat on her sofa in his shirt and smoked, and frowned.
She glanced at her clothes, "Wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes."
"Need not."
He didn't even raise his eyes and continued to smoke.
Jian Qian looked at him and felt a little strange. She walked up to sit down, "What's wrong?"
Feng Ying then raised his eyelids and looked at her, "It's nothing, it's just that Miss Jian's emotional life seems to be very rich."
“…”
Jian Qian doesn't understand anymore.
How could she have any emotional life?
The one who proposed tonight?
She didn't know him at all.
Just a loyal audience.
Jian Qian looked at him again, "Why are you here?"
"Aren't you a friend? It's a surprise to sit at a friend's house?"
"No, it's just, why didn't you say hello in advance?"
Jian Qian felt that his words were very irritating.
"Oh, I will say hello in advance in the future."
Feng Ying said and smoked again.
"What's wrong with you tonight? It's the Feng family's business..."
"It's not the Feng family's business, don't worry about that much."
“…”
She couldn't speak at all.
After all, people don't let her care.
Jian Qian looked at him sitting in front of her with a cold face, and suddenly felt funny. This is her home.
He suddenly appeared and then shook his face to show her?
No one spoke for a long time. She was about to get up. Feng Ying finished smoking the cigarette and looked at her, "You..."
The doorbell rang again, and she looked at the door in confusion, and Feng Ying also frowned, "You have made an appointment with someone else."
"Why would I make an appointment with someone else so late?"
Jian Qian felt that he was too much. Since she came to find her, she would be happier. Why did she come to find her like this?
But Feng Ying looked at the door after that sentence and whispered: "Don't speak out."
Jian Qian immediately became worried.
Feng Ying stood up and walked lightly towards the door.
Jian Qian thought about it and suddenly got up to hold him.
Feng Ying didn't say anything, he looked at her in a blink of an eye.
“The lock has monitoring.”
Feng Ying: "..."
He sat next to her and could smell the shampoo she used, but now he had to know who to come first.
He has always been very vigilant, after all, he has experienced too many bad things.
but……
"Why is it him?"
Jian Qian suddenly felt a little panicked.
Feng Ying's originally tight face suddenly mocked him and whispered: "It seems that Miss Jian's emotional life is indeed very rich."
He glanced at his watch, then smiled and said, "It's already twelve o'clock in the night. Can you give me an accurate answer?"
"What?"
Accurate answer.
"Is that person your ex-boyfriend or his lover whom he still keeps after marriage?"
“…”
Jian Qian's mind suddenly became blank.
He actually missed her so much.
Since Liu Yuntian said he would marry that woman, she immediately let herself go.
But what is this in front of you?
Jian Qian suddenly got angry and stood up: "Feng Ying, what's the point of making a guess at me here and point fingers. Isn't it enough to be humiliated in this life? Get out."
Feng Ying: "..."
Unexpectedly, she was so angry.
"I'll get out? Wouldn't that guy be cheap?"
Feng Ying suddenly said, then reached out and pulled her hard onto him.
"What are you doing in Feng Ying? You hurt me."
He was about to break her arm.
"If you need it tonight, I, Feng Ying, just want to do it and am willing to serve you."
"Feng Ying, don't talk nonsense. Get out of here, get out..."
Well, it hurts, heart-wrenching pain.
He suddenly bit her neck.
Jian Qian's cell phone rang, followed by an anxious knock on the door, "Qianqian, are you inside? Qianqian? What happened?"