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Song Qinrong was not Gu Ying's self-pitying character. She bit her lip and endured it for a moment, getting through the most painful moment. Then she turned around with a normal expression and wanted to return to the wheelchair to rest.
After walking back a few steps, a melodious violin sound suddenly came from behind.
She was startled for a moment, stopped and turned around.
But in just a few seconds, the scene in front of us changed again.
Several men in black tuxedos walked slowly toward her while playing violins.
Along with the men, there was a huge nine-layer cake.
The cake was placed on a cart, pushed by Chen Yan, who was dressed in formal attire.
Standing next to the stroller is Xiaobao, who has also changed into an exquisite suit.
The little one held a bouquet of green plants in his hand and handed it to Fu Sichen who was frowning at the side in a decent manner.
"Dad, hurry up and send mom back to the ward after proposing! Hurry up!" he urged.
Fu Sichen had no reaction.
He was still distressed by the few steps his girl had taken just now, and he even hesitated whether to put the proposal on hold and send her for a checkup first.
It was Chen Yan who persuaded him again and again before he reluctantly persuaded him to leave.
"Come on, Dad!"
Xiaobao raised his little hand vigorously, wishing he could hand the bunch of green plants directly to Fu Sichen's hand.
Fu Sichen responded, took the plant, and straightened the tie on his chest with stiff fingers.
Lifting his feet, step by step, he walked to Song Qinrong.
"Girl."
Fu Sichen stared at the other party affectionately with his eyes, and handed over the plants in his hand, as if he was handing over all his sincerity.
Song Qinrong felt an indescribable smell coming to her nostrils.
She frowned slightly, looking at the inconspicuous bunch of plants in front of her that looked just like grass, and couldn't help but ask.
"What are you doing with the money grass?"
??Fu Sichen said seriously: "I asked Mr. Yang, and he told me that this is the toughest medicinal herb in the world. It can grow regardless of cold weather and heavy snowfall, and it will last for hundreds of years without drying up.
Just like the feelings between us, no matter how long we are apart or how far apart we are, it will never change.
I think that compared to those tacky roses, moneywort can express my feelings better. "
What a refreshing and refined gift!
For a moment, Song Qinrong really wanted to pry open the man's head in front of her to see if someone had injected water inside. How can he give such a smelly thing to the woman he loves with a serious look on his face!
Strictly speaking, the smell of money grass is not actually bad, it just smells a little strange.
But it happened that Song Qinrong was in poor health recently, and Yang Zhong and Lin Yu forced her to eat rice every day.
The smell of the dumpling she had just finished before going downstairs still lingered in her mouth and nose. When mixed with the smell of money grass, she almost vomited.
But looking at Fu Sichen's sincere expression, as if you don't want me if you don't take this bunch of grass, Song Qinrong had to suppress her physical discomfort and took the stinky money grass.
"Thanks¡¡"
Before he finished speaking, the man in front of him suddenly knelt down on one knee again.
Song Qinrong was so frightened that she was stunned: "What are you doing?"
"What else can I do! Auntie, uncle is obviously going to propose to you!" The clever Yanyan revealed the truth in one sentence.
A hint of blush appeared on Fu Sichen's cold white face. At the same time, he took out the red velvet box hidden in his trouser pocket, opened the lid, and revealed the shining diamond ring inside.
¡°Girl, will you marry me?¡± The man¡¯s voice was anxious.
Song Qinrong was completely shocked.
The smell of moneywort was still getting into her nostrils. Not far away, the overturned racing car was still lying pitifully on the lawn, with a faint pain from the wound on her abdomen
And the culprit of all this was sincerely holding the diamond ring he had carefully prepared, looking at her eagerly, waiting for her to nod and say "I'll marry you."
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