Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 131 Proposal
The man had a handsome face, and under the soft light, the sharpness and hostility around him were almost softened.

The back hair that was combed up in the past also hangs lightly in front of his forehead today, and his facial features are set off by the black broken hair. He looks like an ordinary boyfriend who is in love with his lover.

Only the aura on her body is so precious that it is not ordinary.

"Candlelight dinner, how could cake and roses be missing, Song Lan, have we been together for a year?"

Song Lanxue moved her fingers slightly, and took the bouquet of roses hesitantly.

The dew wets the fingertips, leaving a string of cool water marks.

"...Why are you suddenly so romantic today?"

Song Lan whispered softly.

He Zhaozhi pinched her cheek: "When am I not being romantic anymore?"

"Come--"

He Zhaozhi smiled and handed her the knife for cutting the cake, holding the back of her hand: "Cut the cake quickly, I know you have a sweet tooth, so I specially ordered a big one."

Song Lan: "I'm not a pig, I can't eat so much."

But looking at the ten-inch cake in front of her, Song Lan remained silent.

From a very young age, Song Zi did not let her eat too much sweets. After graduating from university, Song Zi also controlled her diet and asked her to eat more vegetables, and she could not exceed her prescribed weight, otherwise she would have to starve A few meals.

Because she was overweight, she couldn't maintain a good figure, so she went to seduce He Chaozhi, so as to achieve the goal of destroying the He family and helping the Song family get revenge.

Unexpectedly, when he came to He Zhaozhi's side, he could eat with his belly open.

Song Lan lowered her eyes, pulled the corners of her lips coldly, held the knife, and cut the cake.

In the center of the cake, a small box popped out.

Song Lan was stunned: "What is this?"

He Zhaozhi smiled and said nothing.

He took out the box, wiped off the cream attached to it with a wet towel, and handed it to Song Lan with a smile: "Open it and have a look?"

Song Lan hesitated, and opened the box under He Chaozhi's gentle gaze.

Inside was a diamond ring.

"He Chaozhi..." Song Lan whispered, her nerves tensed up, she suddenly looked at the bouquet of roses, and her mind cleared up.

So tonight's candlelight dinner, roses, cakes and strange inquiries from men were not accidental.

But what he had planned for a long time, a marriage proposal?
Song Lan's fingertips trembled, and the ring almost fell off.

He Zhaozhi reached out to catch the ring, and the moment he lowered his eyes, he concealed the deep disappointment in his eyes.

"Song Lan, do you understand now? I want to propose to you."

He held up the ring and knelt down on one knee, his eyes were so gentle that he said, "Song Lan, will you marry me?"

The air was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Song Lan bit her pale lips tightly, her figure froze, not knowing how to respond to He Chaozhi.

After a long time, her lips moved: "He Zhaozhi, stop joking, didn't we agree to act?"

Countless times, He Zhaozhi reminded her contemptuously to remember her identity.

She was just a shield and would never be his Mrs. He.

"I was wrong before, and I didn't expect that I would fall in love with you, Song Lan. If I could do it all over again, I would propose to you from the first time I saw you. It's not too late now... Right, will you marry me?"

Song Lan's body was shaking.

She supported the corner of the table with one hand, and covered her lips with the other.

Song Zi's training, as well as her own plan step by step, every step is to induce He Chaozhi to fall in love with her.

She guessed that He Zhaozhi had already fallen in love with her, but she didn't expect that he would decide to marry her.

The ring shone with gentle and non-glare light in the eyes of the two, and it was expensive.

Song Lan almost wanted to promise him.

One can think of the father lying on the bed, and the aunt who is willing to stay dormant in the nursing home for many years for revenge...

She closed her eyes cruelly, and withdrew her finger: "He Chaozhi, I think we both need to reconsider..."

"What are you thinking about? Song Lan, is there anyone who loves you more than me and is more suitable for you to marry? Marry me, and I can give you everything you want. I don't have other women around me. My private life is clean. After we get married, I won't be a womanizer either, I promise you will be the only woman."

He Zhaozhi grabbed her wrist, and said in a low and pleasant voice, "If you miss this time, there won't be a next time. I, He Chaozhi, want to save face."

In Song Lan's mind, heaven and man are at war, with the Song family on one side and He Chaozhi on the other...

She has only one life, so there is no reason why she dare not even pursue her own happiness, right?

Song Lan silently apologized to Song Zi in her heart, lowered her long eyelashes, and handed He Chaozhi her hand.

"He Chaozhi, I only trust you this time, you will do what you say."

Pushing the ring of the ring onto the woman's slender fingers, He Zhaozhi stood up with a smile, and embraced Song Lan in his arms.

The ink eyes are dark and dull.

"Of course, Song Lan, trust me, just like I... trust you."

Song Lan hugged He Chaozhi tightly, not seeing the fleeting disappointment and indifference in the man's eyes.

"I made an appointment for a wedding dress for you. Remember to try it on in three days." He Zhaozhi said with a smile.

In a blink of an eye, the day of picking out the wedding dress came.

Song Lan arrived as promised, and when she came to the bridal shop, she was warmly welcomed by the shop assistant.

"It's Ms. Song. Mr. He told us to serve you wholeheartedly in choosing your wedding dress. Please tell us what styles Ms. Song likes. We have everything here."

With a gentle and touching curve on Song Lan's lips, she was stunned for a moment, and said, "Chaozhi...isn't he here?"

The clerk smiled sweetly, unchanged from before: "Mr. He said that he has something to do temporarily, so he entrusted us to accompany you all the way."

Something came out?

Song Lan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

For such an important matter as choosing a wedding dress, He Zhaozhi made an appointment three days ago. How could he change the itinerary suddenly?
Song Lan didn't know what to do, so she took out her mobile phone and called He Zhaozhi.

The phone beeped for a while and was answered.

Before Song Lan had time to speak, she heard a delicate and charming female voice, saying hello a few times.

"Who? Talk."

The woman's voice stunned Song Lan for a moment, she forced herself to calm down, since she agreed to He Chaozhi's marriage proposal, she should trust him.

"I'm... Song Lan, his fiancée, a member of He Chao, let him answer the phone."

Hearing that she reported her family name, the woman didn't react at all, and said indifferently: "So it's my fiancée. Chaozhi is taking a bath. You can call me later."

Song Lan hung up the phone sadly.

In the shower, that is in the hotel.

The wedding day is approaching, and it's still time to choose the wedding dress. It's impossible for He Zhaozhi not to know that he's still going to the hotel at this juncture.

Did she really trust men too much?
"Miss Song, this is our exclusive wedding dress. You have such a good figure, you must look beautiful in it. Go and try it on."

The clerk's attentive voice brought Song Lan back to reality.

(End of this chapter)