The man has a handsome face, and in the soft light, the sharp edges and aggressiveness around him are almost softened.
His hair, which used to be combed back, now hangs lightly in front of his forehead. The black broken hair makes his facial features clear and peaceful, and he looks like an ordinary boyfriend who is in love with his lover.
But the aura about him is really noble and not ordinary.
"How can a candlelight dinner be complete without cakes and roses? Song Lan, we have been together for a year, right?"
Song Lanxue moved her fingers slightly and hesitantly took the bouquet of roses.
The dew wets the fingertips, leaving a trail of cool water marks.
"...Why are you so romantic all of a sudden today?"
Song Lan whispered softly.
He Chaozhi pinched her cheek: "When did I stop being romantic?"
"Come--"
He Chaozhi smiled and handed her the cake-cutting knife and held the back of her hand: "Cut the cake quickly. I know you love sweets, so I specially asked someone to order a big one."
Song Lan: "I'm not a pig, I can't eat so much."
But looking at the ten-inch cake in front of her, Song Lan remained silent.
Song Zi has not allowed her to eat too many sweets since she was very young. After graduating from college, Song Zi also controlled her diet and asked her to eat more vegetables and not exceed her prescribed weight, otherwise she would starve.
A few meals.
Because he is overweight, he cannot maintain a beautiful figure to seduce He Chaozhi, thereby achieving the purpose of destroying the He family and avenging the Song family.
Unexpectedly, when I came to He Chaozhi's side, I could open my belly and eat.
Song Lan lowered her eyes, gently tugged the corner of her lips, held the knife, and cut the cake.
In the center of the cake, a small box popped out.
Song Lan was stunned: "What is this?"
He Chaozhi smiled and said nothing.
He took out the box, wiped off the cream attached to it with a wet wipe, and handed it to Song Lan with a smile: "Can you open it and take a look?"
Song Lan hesitated for a moment, then opened the box under He Chaozhi's gentle gaze.
Inside was a diamond ring.
"He Chaozhi..." Song Lan whispered, her whole body nervous. She suddenly looked at the bouquet of roses, and her mind suddenly became clear.
So tonight's candlelight dinner, roses, cakes and the man's strange questions are not accidental.
But it was his long-planned proposal?
Song Lan's fingertips trembled, and the ring almost fell off.
He Chaozhi reached out and caught the ring. The moment he lowered his eyes, he hid the deep disappointment in his eyes.
"Song Lan, do you understand now? I want to propose to you."
He held up the ring, knelt down on one knee, and his eyes were so gentle that he said: "Song Lan, will you marry me?"
The air was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Song Lan bit her pale lips, her figure stiffened, not knowing how to respond to He Chaozhi.
After a long time, her lips moved: "He Chaozhi, stop joking, didn't we agree that we were acting?"
Countless times, He Chaozhi reminded her contemptuously to remember her identity.
She is just a shield and will never be his Mrs. He.
"I was wrong before. I didn't expect that I would fall in love with you. Song Lan. If I could do it all over again, I would propose to you from the first time I saw you. It's not too late...
Right, will you marry me?"
Song Lan's body was shaky.
She held the edge of the table with one hand and covered her lips with the other hand.
Song Zi's training, as well as her step-by-step plan, were inducing He Chaozhi to fall in love with her every step of the way.
She guessed that He Chaozhi had fallen in love with her, but she didn't expect that he would decide to marry her.
The ring shone with a gentle and non-dazzling light in their eyes, and was extremely valuable.
Song Lan almost agreed to him.
I can think of my father lying on the bed, and my aunt who is willing to stay in a nursing home for many years out of marriage and childbearing for revenge...
She closed her eyes cruelly and withdrew her finger: "He Chaozhi, I think we both need to reconsider..."
"What are you considering? Song Lan, is there anyone who loves you more than me and is more suitable for you to marry? If you marry me, I can give you everything you want. There is no other woman around me. My private life is clean. After we get married,
I won’t flirt with women either, I promise I will only have you as my woman.”
He Chaozhi grabbed her wrist and said in a low and pleasant voice: "If you miss this time, there will be no next time. I, He Chaozhi, also want to save face."
In Song Lan's mind, there was a battle between heaven and man, with the Song family on one side and He Chaozhi on the other...
She only has one life, so there's no reason why she shouldn't even dare to pursue her own happiness, right?
Song Lan silently apologized to Song Zi in his heart, lowered his long eyelashes, and handed his hand to He Chaozhi.
"He Chaozhi, I only believe in you this time. You will do what you say."
The ring of the ring pushed onto the woman's slender fingers. He Chaozhi stood up with a smile and hugged Song Lan into his arms.
The dark eyes are dark and dull.
"Of course, Song Lan, believe me, just like I...believe you."
Song Lan hugged He Chaozhi tightly and did not see the fleeting disappointment and indifference in the man's eyes.
"I've booked a wedding dress for you. Remember to try it on in three days." He Chaozhi said with a smile.
In a blink of an eye, the day of choosing a wedding dress came.
Song Lan arrived at the wedding dress shop as promised and was warmly welcomed by the clerk.
"It's Miss Song, right? Mr. He has told us that we must serve you wholeheartedly in choosing a wedding dress. If Miss Song has any favorite styles, please tell us. We have them all here."
With a gentle and touching curve on her lips, Song Lan was stunned for a moment and said: "Chaozhi...didn't he come?"
The clerk's smile was sweet, unchanged from before: "Mr. He said that he was busy with something at the moment, so he entrusted us to accompany you throughout the process."
Something came out?
Song Lan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Choosing a wedding dress is such an important matter. He Chaozhi made an appointment three days ago. How could he suddenly change his schedule due to something unexpected?
Song Lan was unsure, so she took out her mobile phone and called He Chaozhi.
The phone beeped for a while and was answered.
Before Song Lan had time to speak, she heard a charming and charming female voice, feeding her a few times.
"Who is it? Talk."
The woman's voice stunned Song Lan for a moment. She forced herself to calm down. Since she agreed to He Chaozhi's proposal, she should believe him.
"I'm...Song Lan. Where is his fiancée from He Chao? Ask him to answer the phone."
Hearing her announcing her home, the woman didn't react at all and said calmly: "It turns out it's my fiancée. He's taking a shower in front of me. You can call me later."
Song Lan hung up the phone sadly.
If you are taking a shower, you are in a hotel.
The wedding was coming, and it was still the day to choose a wedding dress. It was impossible for He Chaozhi not to know that he would go to the hotel at this juncture.
Is it true that she trusts men too much?
"Ms. Song, this is our signature wedding dress. You have such a good figure, it will look beautiful in it. Go and try it on."
The clerk's attentive voice brought Song Lan back to reality.
