Leng Qirui looked at his watch, his energy was shaken, and he suddenly stood up, stretched out his big hand towards Qingting, and said with a gentle smile, "Tingting, come here."
Tingting pursed her lips and smiled sweetly, then put her little hand on the big palm without hesitation.
"Everyone, if you are interested, you are welcome to join us." After Leng Qirui said this, he took Qingting's little hand and walked out of the hall and slowly walked up to the rooftop.
The curiosity of the guests was aroused and they followed him one after another, completely forgetting about the people on the stage.
The room was empty and cold, and the liveliness just now seemed to be just an illusion. After the beautiful play ended, it was desolate.
Ye Siyu felt as if someone had slapped her in the face, her voice suddenly stopped, her face turned livid, and she stamped her feet angrily.
Zheng Wenbin clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth to suppress his turbulent emotions, and followed quickly.
The open-air rooftop was newly decorated, with pots of lilies and roses in full bloom, and large and small pink balloons fluttering in the wind, creating a romantic and beautiful atmosphere.
The silver moonlight gently sprinkled on the ground, like a lover's little hands, extremely gentle. There were hundreds of glass lamps placed in the open space, and the red candles were lit one by one, forming a big heart shape.
Countless delicate roses are arranged into a few big characters, Ye Qingting, I love you. Romantic and beautiful, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, extremely sweet.
Qingting's mouth was slightly open, her heartbeat was racing, and her voice was trembling, "Is this?"
Several musicians wore formal dresses and held musical instruments in their hands. They bowed to Leng Qirui and took their places. Suddenly, a familiar melody sounded, which was her favorite song.
Qingting's heart suddenly pounded wildly, his face turned red, his palms became sweaty, and he became inexplicably nervous. He had vaguely guessed it, but he couldn't believe it.
He has never been a romantic man!
In full view of everyone, Leng Qirui held up a large bouquet of flowers, walked slowly in front of her, knelt down on one knee, and looked up at her affectionately.
"I have been a bohemian and free-spirited person all my life. Before I met you, I never knew how to feel my heart beat. But with your appearance, my life has changed because of you. I have no regrets. I prefer the feeling of being by your side than living an unrestrained life.
, Tingting, falling in love with you is the greatest happiness in my life."
A gentle voice sounded in the air, and every word came from the heart, full of countless deep feelings.
The arrogant and cold-blooded Rui Shao expressed his feelings in front of everyone and confessed the unforgettable love in his heart. At this moment, the lofty business emperor was just an ordinary man.
This scene deeply touched countless women and hurt many people's hearts.
Ye Siyu opened her eyes in disbelief, feeling shocked and unwilling. How could Ye Qingting be so lucky? How could He De be favored by such an outstanding man?
Mo Linglong covered her mouth, tears flowing down like an out-of-control faucet, her heart ached. Even unattainable men can love others, but why not herself?
She subconsciously wanted to rush over, but was stopped by two bodyguards who appeared out of nowhere.
Her body went limp and she almost fell. Mo Shuiling quickly supported her, "Sister, there are many men in the world. You can find a better man than Rui Shao."
Although he said this, his tone was weak and unconvincing.
Yes, how many outstanding men like Rui Shao are there in the world?