Chapter 501: Fireworks in the city

Chapter 501 is full of fireworks and glaze
Near midnight, the VIP hall of a private cinema that can accommodate ten couples. As the movie ends, couples gradually leave the darkened hall.
The place they watched the movie was booked by Shang Yu in advance.
Instead of choosing a private box, I set up a VIP room to sit with other couples and experience the fun of watching Valentine's Day.
"Look at Moments, the confession screen outside has changed again."
At this moment, a couple sitting behind Li Qiao, the girl shows her boyfriend with her mobile phone.
"The exaggeration is dead, what's so beautiful."
The girl's eyes widened, and she slammed her elbow into the other person, "Do you understand romance? Just open your eyes and talk nonsense. Is this exaggeration? This is obviously love!"
"Love what love." The boy curled his lips in disgust, "It's not piled up with money. The name Shang Shaoyan is a man when he hears it. Maybe he was taken care of by a rich woman."
Shang Shaoyan sitting in the front row, bowing his head and cuffs: "..."
The girl glanced at the circle of friends again, and then squinted at the boy next to her, "Even if it is piled up with money, even if Shang Shaoyan is taken care of, the owner of the family must have true love for him.
The city's advertising space confessed, do you think this can be done by ordinary rich women? As for the advertising screen in the CBD center, it costs 500,000 in ten minutes. You can calculate how many advertising screens Nanyang has.
Besides, can ordinary people win the city's advertising space? You use your brain, you don't have money, and you are embarrassed to sour others. "
Tonight, the whole Nanyang City saw the confession of the advertising space.
Moments and Weibo have been swiped by the text on the LED screen.
The major social platforms have also airborne many hot searches one after another.
The conversation of the little couple fell in the ears of Li Qiao and Shang Yu. She curled her lips to look at the man, and the words of being nurtured echoed in her ears.
But she felt... she might not be able to afford Nanyang Shang Shaoyan.
After all, he could lend Charles 30 billion dollars casually, and he could also throw out 30 billion dollars to buy an autobiography, she was ashamed.
...
Walking out of the cinema, the two took out their silent phones to check the messages.
Not surprisingly, countless WeChat and various phone calls flooded their screens.
Li Qiao's confession in the whole city shocked almost everyone around him.
Even the student group of Nanyang Medical University continuously sent pictures on the LED screen, including the last confession photo with Li Qiao's name.
Many people are wondering whether this Li Qiao is the school flower Li Qiao they know.
It was simply a massacre, and he confessed for nearly five hours.
How much does it cost?
The news that Shang Yu received was basically all around this confession.
Among them, Zong Zhan, who has not left Nanyang, only said one sentence: If this is my woman, I will give her my life.
When Shang Yu saw these words, his deep gaze rippled.
Immediately, he typed a few words and replied to Zong Zhan: My life is hers.
Zong Zhan, who was in the presidential suite of the hotel, stood in front of the window and looked at the fiery red LED screens all over the city. The moment he received the news, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
Men spend their entire lives in desperation, asking for nothing but power, money, status, and women.
Now, Shaoyan has them all.
...
At the same time, at zero o'clock, fireworks all over the city were like colored glaze, suddenly blooming over the city.
The fireworks were set off from the tallest landmark building in Nanyang, Yanhuang headquarters.
Large tracts of love-shaped fireworks almost light up the entire night sky.
Li Qiao stood in front of the theater, looking up at the gorgeous fireworks above her head.
Even if the distance is a little farther, the visual effect will not be affected.
This is a huge fireworks feast that can shock the entire city.
Li Qiao stopped and looked at the love fireworks above, before turning his head to look at Shang Yu for a while.
The bright fireworks illuminated the sky above the city and fell in each other's eyes.
Li Qiao wanted to speak, but the man held her shoulders with both hands and made her face the direction of Emperor Yanhuang's headquarters.
When the last huge firework lifted into the sky, a line of fireworks appeared in the sky.
LoveYou
MyGirl
The man circled her from behind, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Do you like it?"
It is true that the bright fireworks all over the city are the last Qixi gift from Shang Yu to Li Qiao.
Knowing that Li Jun’s wedding was very busy, she decided to release it at midnight.
And if Li Qiao looks carefully, the direction of the love fireworks is South China Road where Li's family is located.
She sent him a confession to the whole city, and he sent her fireworks all over the city.
Li Qiao's eyes were filled with bright glaze, and she stared at the row of letters without blinking.
His confession was even worse than hers.
Not ostentatious, not gorgeous, tell her straightforwardly, I love you.
The fireworks display lasted about five minutes.
But it is enough for the world to look up.
These two extremely low-key people, on Valentine's Day, unanimously chose the highest-profile way to express their love.
After the fireworks display ended, Li Qiao still stood there without any response.
Shang Yu tightened his arms, his thin lips pulled a faint arc, his low-mellow voice smiled, "Go home?"
Li Qiao's throat was a little itchy, she turned her head slightly, brushed his cheeks across his chin, and asked in a very calm tone: "What is written in the fireworks?"
The man bowed his head from her shoulder, and the two looked at each other closely, "Don't know?"
Li Qiao nodded solemnly, "Well, I didn't see it clearly."
There was a thin smile in Shang Yu's eyes, and the handsome silhouette became more and more confusing at midnight, "Want to hear me?"
Li Qiao's eyes flashed, and she raised her eyebrows, which was obvious.
The smile on the man's lips deepened, and the dark waves in his eyes were a little unpredictable.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Li Qiao was the first to lose the battle, turning his lips away from his arms, and screaming at the front, "Go, go home."
She didn't force it anymore, and Shang Yu let her go to the motorcade.
In fact, whether he said or not said that sentence will not affect anything.
Just for a moment, she still looked forward a little bit more, and wanted to hear him say love you.
She thought that those two words combined with his deep, magnetic voice must be particularly beautiful.
...
At one point in the evening, they returned to the mansion.
Li Qiao was a little tired, but not at all sleepy.
Ming Mingshengtian attended the wedding and spent an unforgettable Valentine's Day in the evening, but physical fatigue did not seem to be conveyed to the brain.
In the living room of the mansion, the light still maintains a dull and warm tone.
It seems that Shang Yu hasn't adjusted it back since she adjusted the brightness last time.
She walked to the sofa and took a seat. When the figure shook before her eyes, she saw the rain stiffly placing the precious roses on the coffee table.
After holding it all night, she felt that she was allergic to pollen.
Not only that, Luo Yu turned around and looked down at the clothes. The rose was sprinkled with a lot of gold powder, and her face was covered with it. For the first time, she felt that she was so jeweled.
(End of this chapter)