Ji Chiming pierced the last balloon, inside which was a ring box. He took the ring out of the box, "I want to turn fragile foam into an eternal diamond, let me protect you forever, okay? Shirao, marry me!"
She knew that Ji Chiming confessed to her every day, but it seemed like the first time she had seen such a grand gesture. Was he serious? She remembered rejecting him quite seriously many times.
However, looking at his earnest eyes, seeing the expectation gleaming in them, she inexplicably felt her throat grow a little hoarse.
Who wouldn't look forward to a romantic proposal? But...
"I..."
Gong Shirao opened her mouth, forcing out a single sound with difficulty.
Before she could finish, another voice interrupted—
"She doesn't agree!"
The voice came from the entrance of the rooftop.
Gong Shirao's body suddenly went stiff.
Zhan Nanjue? How come he's here!?
Indeed, with a helicopter proposal, many people must have seen it...
