Lu Ning left and left a city.

Song Zilin did not ask where she had gone, and Lu Youran did not say.

This is probably the best way for them. Lu Ning needs time to heal, and song Zilin also needs time to calm down.

Maybe he needs to calm down.

It's just that he's not so cool.

On the day when he knew that Lu Ning was leaving, he broadcast live on the Internet, publicly confessed to Jiang Mingyue, and threatened to marry Jiang Mingyue to let netizens testify.

Such a romantic and domineering way of confession, online dislike a wave of bombing frenzy.

But Jiang Mingyue is in a mess.

She knows better than anyone that song Zilin is venting with him.

She doesn't want to be someone's substitute, and she doesn't want to be a healing medicine. She can't afford that.

Song Zilin, however, takes on an indefatigable momentum and waits for Jiang Mingyue's set every day to pick her up and take her home. The next day, he will wait for her downstairs and personally send her to the set or the major events.

Fu Zitao, Jiang Mingyue's agent, is both happy and worried about this. He is glad that since Song Zilin made a public confession, Jiang Mingyue's film appointment has been softened. He is worried that

"Mingyue, his kind of childe, who was raised in a young age, didn't understand human suffering, and was used to facing life with the attitude of playing life. He is not suitable for you."

Jiang Mingyue looks at Song Zilin who leans in front of the car and waits for her to walk out of the set. She feels sour and hard to distinguish.

"I know! I'll take care of it. " Jiang Mingyue said.

"I'm worried about you. The shell wrapped in molasses has blurred your vision. I know everything in my mouth, but I don't think so in my heart. " Fu Zitao said.

"Fu Zitao!" Jiang Mingyue was a little angry. "Since he got his advantage, he wants to get some interest from me. Isn't it too much?"

Although Jiang Mingyue hates song Zilin's present obsession, she also deeply loves him.

If it wasn't for Lu Ning's love, he wouldn't be like this.

"Yes! No, it's me! Your boyfriend has come to pick you up. I'm off duty! " Fu Zitao snorted and finished. He took a look at Song Zilin, got into the nanny's car and left.

Song Zilin has already seen that Fu Zitao likes Jiang Mingyue and doesn't care about Fu Zitao who overturns the vinegar jar.

Or, he doesn't care what Jiang Mingyue thinks. He just wants to chase her and let the world know that they are together.

Jiang Mingyue walks to song Zilin, who opens the trunk by remote control. When Jiang Mingyue sees that the trunk is full of red roses, he is shocked.

"Do you like it?" Song Zilin asked with a smile.

Jiang Mingyue looks at Song Zilin in a dazed way, which is funny, "what are you doing?"

"Girls like flowers. I think you like them too."

Song Zilin took out the most beautiful red rose from the pile of roses and knelt down on one knee in front of Jiang Mingyue.

"Mingyue, marry me!"

“……”

Jiang Mingyue looks at Song Zilin's bright black eyes in the moonlight and covers her mouth with her hands. Although she knows that everything may not be true, she is still deeply moved.

Her eyes turned red. "You..."

She wanted to refuse, but she couldn't say it.

Without waiting for her permission, song Zilin took out a diamond ring from the ring box, dragged Jiang Mingyue's hand and put it on her ring finger.

"Put on the ring, you're my man." With that, he stood up and put Jiang Mingyue in his arms.

The paparazzi not far away, seeing this scene, pressed the shutter frantically and photographed the scene of the proposal.

"I wanted to prepare a more beautiful and pleasant scene for you, but I think it's too hypocritical. As long as you agree, a nod, from now on we have been together

Song Zilin's words completely moved Jiang Mingyue. She was a little flustered. When she opened her mouth, her voice was choked, "you Are you sure? You want to marry me, and for life, for life How old are you

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