He reached out and gently wiped away the tears on Ning Xiaotong's face. Huangfu Lin smiled fondly, "Fool."
He was half-kneeling, holding a silver ring in his hand. The ring was engraved with the pattern of his favorite British rose. The man kneeling in front of him on one knee raised the ring above his head.
The voice was magnetic and seductive, and there was a hint of water in his eyes, unwavering, "Xiaotong, will you marry me?"
As soon as Huangfu Lin's voice fell, there was a burst of applause below, and everyone looked at Huangfu Lin and Ning Xiaotong with burning eyes.
Ning Xiaotong looked at the hope in Huangfu Lin's eyes, and then looked at the crowd of supporters in the audience, "Promise quickly, promise quickly..."
After making no move for a long time, Ning Xiaotong slowly closed her eyes, but she heard the loudest voice from the front row of the audience, "Xiaotong, please agree."
What caught my eye was Luo Qian's excited face.
But when he saw the expressionless face next to Luo Qian, he paused.
Rong Sheng?
He also returned to China?
There was a hustle and bustle all around, as if it had disappeared.
Ning Xiaotong stared blankly at Huangfu Lin who was kneeling in front of her, looking at the ring engraved with exquisite patterns, and stretched her hand forward inch by inch.
Seeing this, everyone in the audience held their breath and stared at Ning Xiaotong's hand slowly reaching for the ring without blinking.
Rong Sheng's red eyes stared at Ning Xiaotong's hand reaching for the ring. There was a faint light in his lowered eyes, making it difficult to distinguish his expression.
Xiaotong was so excited that she couldn't use words to describe her mood at this moment.
Those past events were vivid in her mind, and the man half-kneeling in front of her completely conquered her heart with his deep love.
This is the third time he proposed to her.
So sincere, so thoughtful, and so touching.
What other reasons does she have for not agreeing?
"Okay." With tears in her eyes and a smile on her lips, she slowly stretched out her hand, ready to let Huangfu Lin put on the ring for her.
Huangfu Lin breathed a sigh of relief. It was not easy, she finally agreed to marry him!
The happiness in Xiaotong's heart was overwhelming.
However, just when Huangfu Lin's hand was about to touch her, he inadvertently raised his eyes, but his eyes froze in an instant.
Behind the crowd, behind the tall bouquet, a woman wearing a white cheongsam looked at her with a sad face.
That was clearly Ning's mother who had passed away.
The white cheongsam she was wearing was clearly the clothes her mother was wearing when she passed away.
At this moment, the two of them looked at each other in mid-air, and Ning's mother slowly and silently uttered a sentence.
Even though there was such a long distance and even though she didn't make a sound, Xiaotong could still clearly identify those words: Xiaotong, what did you promise me?
With a bang, something seemed to explode violently in Xiaotong's mind, and everything went blank for an instant.
She just stood there straight, her body stiff, her eyes dull, and she murmured: "Mom!"
In an instant, those painful past and memories came to mind like a tide, and in an instant, tears poured down.
The sudden scene shocked everyone.
Huangfu Lin also noticed something strange about her and quickly looked towards her, but there was nothing unusual there.
"Xiaotong, what's wrong with you?" Knowing something was wrong, he stood up quickly, held her shaky body, frowned, and asked with concern.