Chapter 72: Will you marry me

Chapter 72
She didn't want to be the focus of everyone's attention, so she reached out to help her, "You get up before you talk."
Xie Yue'e saw her say this, and a happy smile appeared on her face, "You promised?"
"You get up, get up." Luo Qingyun lowered her head, not wanting others to see her face.
Xie Yue'e then stood up and returned to her seat. "Qing Yun, mother knows that you are a kind-hearted child. Don't worry, this time you've spared Jiang Shuxin, and I will be the hero at Jiang's house. I dare not think about kicking me out. I will take care of that girl for you. "
Luo Qingyun didn't want to hear about her and Jiang's family, so she stood up and said, "I'm leaving first, and after that, don't look for me anymore."
With that said, without waiting for Xie Yue'e to get up, she quickly walked out of the cafe.

On the street, the sun is very bright, hanging in the sky, burning the earth.
Although the hottest summer has passed, the early autumn sunshine is enough to dazzle a person's head.
Because Luo Qingyun had a lot of discomfort during his early pregnancy, he walked on the street for a few minutes, and felt only a little fatigue.
I found a shady place on the street, rested for a while, lifted my feet, and just about to go forward, the phone in the bag rang again.
Take out the phone and see the caller ID at a glance. Qiu Yi called.
Actually, it was Qiu Yan who made 108 calls, but just before her cell phone was turned off, she didn't know.
After half a second of hesitation, she still connected the phone.
"Qing Yun, my aunt and grandma, you finally answered the phone and tell me, where are you? Do you know that the president is going crazy because you suddenly disappeared?"
Qiu Yan's voice came from the phone. When he was anxious, he was obviously relieved.
Luo Qingyun, of course, would not believe what Qiu Yi said on the phone, anxious? how is this possible.
However, because of Xie Yue'e's request, she had to see Su Yinghao again and looked up at the tall building in front of her. She said to the other side of the phone, "I'm in Huangting Square."
"Okay, stand still and don't move, I'll come over to pick you up right away." Qiu Yan said, still a little uneasy, and told, "Do not move, our company is here, give me five minutes , I promise to show up within five minutes. "
Hanging up the phone, Luo Qingyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the towering building in front of him, next to it was another tall building.
Once, when she was chatting with He Meixin in the cafe opposite, she said that the owners of the two buildings were going to marry.
She never dreamed that the man around her would be the owner of one of these two buildings.
Sometimes, this world is so mysterious. Many things that the whole world knows are often the last to know.
Five minutes, Qiu Yan was punctual.
The black Mercedes stopped in front of her, the window dropped, Qiu Yan sat in the co-pilot position, and said to her, "Miss Luo, get in the car."
Luo Qingyun glanced at the rear door. The black solar film completely isolated the inside and outside of the car. Under the bright sunlight, she couldn't see the situation in the rear.
Forget it, now that you have decided to qualify, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Take a deep breath, stretch out your hand, and open the rear door. When the door is opened, an air-conditioner blows out of the car. This left the sun in the sun for five minutes, and she sweated slightly. Feeling the pores suddenly searched, his body shrank a bit.
Raising my eyes, I saw a familiar figure sitting behind the driver's seat.
Su Yanhao, he came!
Since Huo Xiwen went out that day, she has never seen him again.
Meet again, the feelings between the two have changed.
Become strange and alienated.
Get in the car and sit next to him. The driver turned his head and asked Su Yihao, "President, where are we going now?"
"Find a cafe casually."
"villa!"
The two spoke at the same time, but the answers were completely different.
Luo Qingyun didn't want to go back to the villa where they had lived together for some time, and all the sweet memories there were now becoming particularly ironic.
After all, the driver would not listen to her, and started the car, heading straight for the villa.
Su Yanhao's villa is not too far away from the company, so soon they arrived.
Get off the car and enter the room, Luo Qingyun did not see the figure of Sister He.
"Well, you sit down first, I'll make tea." Qiu Yan consciously took the role of a servant and got into the kitchen.
Su Yinghao lifted his feet, walked to the sofa, and sat down.
Luo Qingyun stood not far from him and looked at him like that.
None of them spoke, the time passed just a minute and a second, and the atmosphere was freezing.
When Qiu Yu brought steaming tea, he found that the two were still deadlocked, and rushed to break the deadlock.
Put the tea on the coffee table, because Luo Qingyun was standing, Qiu Yan said again, "Qing Yun, what are you doing standing silly? Come here, sit down in the past."
"No need, I have only a few words to say, and leave after speaking." Luo Qingyun gave Qiu Yi a cold look and said.
Qiu Yan looked at Su Yinghao aside, and found his face was cold and terrible, he covered his mouth, backed away, and decided not to blend.
Luo Qingyun slowly raised his eyes, looked at Su Yinghao on the sofa, and opened his mouth, "Things about the Jiang family, please be merciful, and don't embarrass them anymore."
"What else?" He asked, opening his mouth. He wanted to know what her words were all about.
Luo Qingyun looked at his expressionless face, the tip of his nose was sour, and liquid was swirling in his eyes, but he refused to flow out.
"Also, thank you for taking care of this time." This was the second sentence she said, and her voice was choked.
"Oh ..." He sneered, and he knew clearly that her thank you was not ironic?
"Finally, I wish you a happy wedding." This is the third sentence she said. After finishing, she turned to leave.
But her body turned around, and her wrists were surrounded by warmth. When she turned back, she saw his big palm and didn't know when she had firmly grasped her wrist.
"Do I allow you to go?" With a slight strain on his hand, she was pulled directly in front of him.
The condensed gaze stared straight at her dim, hazy little face, like a sharp knife stuck in her heart.
Anger, yes, this was the only message she read from his eyes.
But why?
What reason does he have for this expression?
"Do not allow me to go, will you marry me?" Luo Qingyun held his head up, not fearing his eyes, and straightly saluted.