[OK...] Ji Ziang folded his hands and gave a brilliant smile, [Jing Jiaren, please marry Ximen.]
…
The melodious melody continued, and the scene turned to a restaurant again...
The golden revolving door, the complicated and elegant carpet, Father Jing was dressed in a chef's outfit, with a slightly hesitant look on his face.
【Beauty, please marry Ximen.】
Jing Jiaren's heart tightened, it was Jing's father...
In the days after she returned to China, she went to see Jing's father in his shop several times.
But she always disguised herself as a diner and never met Jing's father and daughter.
Across the screen, Dad Jing's eyes were thick and far-sighted, looking into the distance...
…
In the melody, in the backyard of a beautiful villa, a crystal fountain sparkles with water.
Jing Huatian was sitting in a wheelchair in the back garden with a smile on his face: [Beauty, please hurry up and marry Master Xi...Uncle wishes you the best. Uncle recently...]
The rest of the words were cut out, and obviously Jing Huatian was verbose a lot.
This time the scene shifts to Colombia...
This was three years ago, when she and Wen Xinnuan were sitting at Luo Lei's house chatting.
Wen Xinnuan flashed a smile: [Beauty, why don’t you marry Mr. Ximen? 】
…
Jing Jiaren's eyes were very blurry, and she remembered how she and Wen Xinnuan bullied Luo Lei in Colombia three years ago.
Memories of the past float rapidly in my mind.
The scene shifts to the seaside, where a silver wolf lies prone on the orange sand.
A few words were sketched on the beach:
【Beauty, please marry Ximen!】
SUN widened his eyes and asked: "Queen, is this Uncle Wolf?"
Jing Jiaren shook her head: "Although it looks very similar, I know...it's not."
Ximen Longting, if you don't get Leng Aofeng's blessing, you actually come up with a fake thing. Can you be more rogue?
Jing Jiaren smiled with tears in her eyes, Ximen, what an idiot!
…
The scene switched to the seaside villa in City B.
Wilson stood in front of the church at the end of the bridge, with a pious look on his face, facing the camera: [Miss Jing, please marry our young master.]
In this church, Ximen Longting had already married Jing Jiaren once.
Under the sea, the Memorial Hall of the Beautiful Lady...
Buried is the memorial of Ximen Longting's love for Jing Jiaren!
…
The scene shifted to an abandoned factory, stained with rust, Leng Lintian's purple lips were raised, and his body was covered in injuries.
Little bits of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he smiled enchantingly.
【Simon, you have the guts.】
The camera shook slightly, and Ximen Longting's deep voice said, "You lose."