At this time, Zhang Hao was sitting in the private room of the Imperial City Club. He looked at the watch on his wrist from time to time, with nervousness written all over his handsome face. He watched the waiters in the club busy and busy in accordance with his instructions.
I felt my heartbeat speeding up even more.
He stood up irritably, walked back and forth a few steps, and couldn't help but want to grab the wine glass and take a few sips. However, as soon as he touched the wine glass, his palm was knocked off by a big hand that suddenly stretched out.
Then a clear voice came: "You brat, are you planning to propose to my sister while you're drunk?"
When Zhang Hao heard the voice, he raised his head and looked at the person: "Kunzi, I am really... really..."
"You brat, luckily you made it clear, otherwise you think I would be standing here asking you to propose to my sister?!" Song Zikun leaned against the table and looked at Zhang Hao playfully. Such Zhang Hao, he
I have never seen it before. Thinking that when Zhang Hao found me a few days ago and told him the ins and outs of the marriage between him and Song Ziting, I really wanted to beat him up! But at that time, looking at Zhang Hao
That extremely serious look was probably something he had never seen in his life, so he put down his fist and said, "My parents will find a way..." At this time, Zhang Hao looked like
An ant on a hot pot, eyes full of nervousness.
Seeing Zhang Hao like this, Song Zikun couldn't help but chuckle. He patted Zhang Hao's shoulder and said, "Haozi, are you nervous?" Then he laughed so hard. But when such a scene appeared a few days later,
When it happened to him, Song Zikun began to regret that he really shouldn't have laughed at that time, but that was all for later.
Zhang Hao looked at Song Zikun laughing so hard that he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, but when he turned around, he saw Chu Chen and Yu Fan sitting on the sofa not far away, holding back their laughter. Zhang Hao was so angry that he couldn't help but laugh.
He rolled his eyes and couldn't help shouting: "Timmy, bring me a glass of water!"
"Ah, President...President, I'm busy preparing the cake!" Timmy could finally feel proud. He carefully carried the cake forward.
"Forget it, forget it, I'll go by myself!" Zhang Hao narrowed his peach blossom eyes and watched Timmy playing with the cakes on the table. Finally, he shook his head and went to find water to drink. Instead of drinking water, he
It would be better to avoid these three people who were laughing with evil intentions! But as soon as Zhang Hao went out, he almost bumped into Lan Ruo who rushed in.
"Quick, quick... coming!" Lan Ruo's face turned red as she ran, and she shouted to Zhang Hao with excitement. But this shout made Zhang Hao stunned for a moment, and he stood at the door in a daze.
He didn't recover for a long time, until Song Zikun came out of the room after hearing the sound and pulled Lan Ruo into his arms. Zhang Hao turned around and looked at Song Zikun stupidly.
"You brat, why are you standing there so stupidly! Tingting is almost coming in!" Song Zikun knocked Zhang Hao hard, and only then did Zhang Hao react, and then paced back and forth at the door: "Coming in? Coming in?
Come in, I...what should I do?"
"Idiot, prepare for a surprise. Go sit in the room!" Chu Chen couldn't stand it any longer. He rushed out the door and pulled Zhang Hao into the room and pressed him on the chair.
"Oh, sit down, sit down! Take a look, where is Tingting?" Zhang Hao sat on the chair that had been prepared long ago and reached out to tuck his short hair, unable to hide his nervousness.
"It's coming, it's coming, come on, everyone, hurry up and hide!" Yu Fan greeted at the door, and then he saw Song Zikun and a large group of people rushed into the back room of the private room and hid. There were only a few people in the huge room.
Zhang Hao was left sitting quietly at the table.
Zhang Hao took a deep breath and heard the sound of high heels getting closer and closer to the door. He stood up and lit the candle on the table. At that moment, Song Ziting gently pushed the door open.
Zhang Hao subconsciously turned his head to look at the door, but when he saw Zhang Hao, he was stunned there. Song Ziting was wearing a high bun, wearing a black dress that he carefully selected for her, and those silver-white pairs on her feet.
The crystal shoes made Song Ziting look even more beautiful and delicate, and there was even a trace of indescribable charm in this beauty. Zhang Hao felt his breath suffocated, and stood there in a daze, until the hand on his hand
The special match burned his fingers, so he threw the match away in a panic, then stood up straight and smiled at Song Ziting: "Here he comes!"
"Of course, if I don't come, I might not just lose money!" Song Ziting smiled back, but the words she said made Zhang Hao almost vomit blood, but for some reason, after hearing such words, he looked at Song Ziting's face
Zhang Hao felt so worried about the expression on his face.
"Tingting, is it a bit too much to treat your savior like this?" Zhang Hao calmed down his nervousness, gently pulled out the chair for Song Ziting, then sat opposite and said with a grin.
"Oh? Really? Then how should I treat my savior? A banquet in a place like this is not enough? Do you have to be sincere to agree with me?!" Song Ziting looked at Zhang Hao's grinning lips and thought of her own
The small treasury was just gone, and her liver ached. Song Ziting had a problem. Once she was angry, she would speak without thinking through her brain. She actually said something about the promise of her body in front of Zhang Hao's face.
But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, Song Ziting felt a little regretful. Thinking of Zhang Hao's words that day, Song Ziting couldn't help but blush. When she raised her head, she met Zhang Hao's bright eyes.
"Why don't you just pledge yourself to me!" Zhang Hao stared at Song Ziting closely, but the big hands on his legs were unconsciously clenched into fists so that he could not be nervous.
"Are you... kidding? We were even married and divorced!" Song Ziting felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Zhang Hao, and her heart began to beat wildly. She quickly moved her big eyes elsewhere, trying to find someone in a panic.
I digressed into a suitable topic, but I didn’t want to make it worse and worse.
"Then how about we get married again? Tingting, I'm serious!" Zhang Hao suddenly closed his grinning lips when he heard Song Ziting's words. His face was serious as never before. He suddenly walked slowly.
When he arrived at Song Ziting's side, he took one of Song Ziting's small hands and slowly bent his knees to half-kneel at Song Ziting's feet: "Tingting, I am sincere. I have done a lot of things that I have done to you, which made you feel wronged.
Even marriage is forced on you. But this time I am serious. I want to give you a wedding that you will never forget. I have drafted the divorce agreement a long time ago. Only in this way can I be qualified to pursue you again. Let
You fall in love with me. Tingting, marry me!"
Song Ziting was startled by Zhang Hao's actions. She did not realize what was going on. When she heard Zhang Hao's words, Song Ziting noticed that Zhang Hao was carefully dressed at this time, wearing a straight black handmade suit.
And the room on the table was all carefully decorated. Song Ziting was completely panicked: Zhang Hao is serious? What should I do?
"Promise him, promise him!" The few people hiding in the small room couldn't hold it in anymore. They were so anxious that they finally couldn't help but rushed out and started to cheer in unison.
Song Ziting was so shocked by this sudden scene that she couldn't help herself. When she saw a few people suddenly rushing out, Song Ziting turned her head blankly: "Brother, Xiao Ruo? And Chu Chen, Yu Fan... you... you guys!"
"Tingting, yes, we are all here! We will always be your solid backing! Everything in the future will be with Haozi, me, and everyone!" Song Zikun nodded to the dazed Song Ziting, with a confused look in his eyes.
I feel very sad that my sister suffered a lot while I was away from the country.
When Song Ziting heard her brother's words, the last line of defense in her heart collapsed. Tears flowed down her face uncontrollably. She reached out and took the big bouquet of flowers from Zhang Hao's hand, and looked at Zhang Hao with tears in her eyes.
Putting a huge diamond ring on her ring finger, she finally couldn't help but throw herself into Zhang Hao's arms: "You...you bad guy, a gangster, you have all planned to deceive me! Wuwu..."
"Tingting is good, I'm a bad guy, I'm a gangster, it's all my fault, it's my fault..." Zhang Hao hugged Keren'er tightly in his arms, feeling extremely distressed. He felt that what he had just been waiting for
A few minutes felt like centuries of waiting. When he saw Song Ziting nodding, he felt that his whole heart was about to explode.
When Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao coaxing her, she huddled in Zhang Hao's arms and cried. She couldn't help being amused. Thinking that there was a large group of people around her, Song Ziting simply didn't have the face to see people. Some of them were crying and laughing, so she simply shrank away.
She refused to come out of Zhang Hao's arms, and her little head rubbed against Zhang Hao's chest, making Zhang Hao feel itchy.
Finally, Zhang Hao couldn't hold it any longer, and ignored the people who were still making noises beside him. He lay in Song Ziting's ear and blew air: "Tingting, I didn't expect you to be so anxious. If you keep doing this, I will really kill you."
I couldn’t bear it anymore…”
Song Ziting was stunned for a moment when she heard Zhang Hao's words. When she realized what she was saying, her face turned red to her ears. She quickly pulled her head out of Zhang Hao's arms, then hurriedly followed her smiling face. When she saw the cake on the table, her big eyes couldn't help but
She turned around and said: "I...I was wrong, you, you eat the cake!" After Song Ziting said this, she actually held the cake and brought it to Zhang Hao's mouth.
Zhang Hao looked at Song Ziting's little appearance and felt so loved and itchy. He really wished he could hold her in his arms and kiss her. But he knew that if he did this in front of so many people, he would probably have just agreed.
A good proposal would definitely be useless. So he forced himself to smile at Song Ziting and said, "Then just feed me!"
"Feed the cake, feed the cake!" Everyone seized the opportunity and started making noises again. Song Ziting was so depressed that she just wanted to smash her own head. It was really her own fault. In the end, she could only scoop up a small piece of cake with a small spoon and put it towards Zhang Hao's mouth.
Zhang Hao was so happy that he almost jumped up. He quickly reached out and grabbed Song Ziting's little hand, opened his mouth and held the small spoon in his mouth without letting go.
When Song Ziting saw this, her little head exploded: This gangster is so... so... Song Ziting felt that her little face could be fried with eggs. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she hurriedly struggled to get up, but at this moment she...
A nauseating feeling came over again. Song Ziting retched, then hurriedly broke away from Zhang Hao's big hand, covered her small mouth and rushed into the bathroom.
It wasn't until the sound of Song Ziting's retching came from the bathroom that Zhang Hao and everyone came back to their senses.
"Could Tingting be ill?" Lan Ruo couldn't help but said worriedly.
Zhang Hao heard Lan Ruo's words and turned to look at Song Zikun, then at Chu Chen, then jumped up from the chair as if he was electrocuted, and ran towards the bathroom door: "Tingting? You... you still
All right?"
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