Gu Nanqiao raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is that all?"
"Uh?"
Huo Jingting was somewhat taken aback. What else could there be?
"...Huo Jingting," she was truly on the verge of rejecting him. How could there be such a foolish man? She raised her hand and moved her fingers in front of him, "What about this?"
The man realized then and quickly freed his other hand, pulling a red heart-shaped velvet box from his coat pocket, opened it, and held it up to her, "Xiaoqiao, will you marry me, please?"
This was a deep sentiment from the bottom of his heart that he had finally voiced.
Lu Yanhe stood at the door, not moving, his gaze intently fixed on the two inside.
Fu Lingfeng had also followed and was only focusing on Gu Nanqiao, looking somewhat melancholic.
Thus, he didn't notice the dim and scattered gaze of Qin Jiaran behind him.
