Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 659 Was Provoked by Rong Chen

Volume Eight Because of Love

Juan language: The so-called love is not because you will be happy to talk about not being happy and not talking about that kind of thing.It's not that you only talk about losses when you're in a position to benefit, and you don't talk about things like that.It's not that if things go well, we don't talk about things like that.The so-called love is purely something that falls into it with a bang.Just sink in and it's over.It doesn't matter whether it is beneficial or disadvantageous.There is no danger or safety.If you like that girl, there is nothing else to do but fall in love.Anyway, if you want to like it, you might as well muster up the courage to like it.Haruki Murakami

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The Grand Theater is located in the city center. Although there are no particularly tall buildings around, it is also densely packed with buildings.

Shiyuan Ferrer worked hard to find the most suitable position.

He watched the staff fiddling with equipment not far away, and sat down on a broken chair along the eaves.

Zhang Rui came from a distance, sat down beside him, and threw another cigarette to Shi Yuan.

"Stolen from the tyrant, good thing." Zhang Rui ordered himself, stood under the eaves, and said.

"Just now I went to the theater to take a look. This is the first time in five years that I saw her in real life. I almost didn't recognize her. It's said that the female university has changed by 180. Why do I feel that she has changed by [-]?" Zhang Rui sighed. road.

Shi Yuan also lit up the cigarette, and after a while, he said, "Otherwise, what do you expect her to do to make Boss Shen so fascinated, to come across the Pacific Ocean to play this romance for her?"

Zhang Rui followed Shiyuan's line of sight and looked towards the pattering rain outside the eaves. On the roof, several staff members sighed, "I said that the tyrant can't play something normal? Isn't the red rose love balloon very good? In such a heavy rainy day, why don't you mobilize the crowd to play with fireworks?"

Shi Yuan said: "More than five years ago, when it rained more than now, he still set off fireworks. At that time, all the big fireworks used in the Asian Music Festival were set off. The most expensive one was [-] yuan, but it disappeared after three blows." .”

Zhang Rui: "... 30 fireworks? What is this, rich and willful?"

Shi Yuan said silently: "In ancient times, there were feudal lords playing with beacon fire, but now there are beauties playing with fireworks."

Zhang Rui: "...So the tyrant can't sit still anymore, and is going to arrest people and go home?"

Shi Yuan sighed, took the last puff of his cigarette, and stood up from the chair, "Probably he was stimulated by Rong Chen. Who knows what he's thinking, you look at your phone, don't make any trouble then."

After Shi Yuan finished speaking, he braved the light rain to check the progress of the fireworks display.

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Not far from the building where Shi Yuan and Zhang Rui are located, the New York Grand Theater, in the venue on the ground floor, the AMY Awards Ceremony is in full swing.

But at this moment, on the roof of the theater, there was a person standing alone on the edge of the roof, quietly looking into the distance.

The man's back is tall and slender, like a motionless sculpture in the night.

At night in New York, the lights are bright, and the entrance of the theater downstairs is still full of people. Many fans and media are still gathered around the red carpet.

The light rain didn't stop, and it quietly sank into the man's clothes.

Shen Lingye silently stared at the prosperity in front of her, but her heart drifted away a little bit.

The pretty figure he saw in the crowd just now appeared in front of his eyes.

She was so radiant, so beautiful, and she gave Shen Lingye a sense of strangeness.

Her eyes were no longer clear and clear, but were stained with indifference and alienation.

Such a beautiful face, such an elegant temperament, and such a strange gaze made Shen Lingye feel his heart pounding and a little flustered.

For five years, he stayed in place for her, so what about her?
Is she still his Jiang Xiaonuan, or has she already entered a new world that he doesn't understand?

The little finger of Shen Lingye's left hand moved slightly under the cuff.

The platinum ring on the little finger rubbed against the skin of the ring finger next to it, feeling slightly cool.

Jiang Xiaonuan.

I really want to just rush down like that, take you away in front of people all over the world, and tell people all over the world that you are my woman.

(End of this chapter)