Chapter 870: My baby, marry me 1

The venue of the fashion week is some distance from the beach. It takes three hours to drive. The shooting can't be completed in one day. Therefore, according to the plan, the arbor and several passing staff should be near the beach. Hotel, stay for one night and return after work.
After all, Qiao Mu has less experience, and LEO is an experienced designer, and Ye Nuan is among the models.
Early in the morning, Qiao Mu and a group of people came to the beach, but the news they got was that the tourist area on the beach was booked up and no entry was allowed.
Many tourists were blocked outside, and finally left one by one disappointed.
However, when Qiao Mu approached and asked, the security guard said with a smile: "Are you Miss Qiao? I was informed that you are here for work and you can enter the venue."
Qiao Mu thought it was KEY for the convenience of shooting, so he specially booked the scene for them, and sighed in his heart that the tyrant of KEY teacher followed the staff to the beach.
There were 16 models, photographers, and various assistants of makeup artists. The beach was empty. The blue sea and blue sky were so beautiful. The staff set up a temporary shed on the beach and began to make up and change clothes for the models.
Qiao Mu remembers that the last time she came to the beach, she was with Li Yan. At that time, she followed KEY to City A to participate in the autumn fashion show. He suddenly appeared in front of her and gave her a surprise.
That man often surprises her. Gradually, he has a little expectation in his heart. He always feels that he will always give her something to guard against.
Only this time, there will be no surprises.
The number of contacts in half a month is rare, and he must still be mad at her for studying abroad, so his attitude is always lukewarm.
She sent him a message, maybe he was just holding back his anger and fooling her.
Qiao Mu was sitting on the sofa in a daze. Suddenly a truck parked on the shore behind him. Then someone shouted: "Look at that car, it's full of flowers!"
Qiao Mu glanced back, the rear shed of the truck opened, and a car of bright red roses was too beautiful.
Immediately afterwards, another truck stopped. The car was dazzling with all kinds of flowers.
A make-up artist’s assistant said,
It’s good to open a flower shop. I will have money in the future and I must open a flower shop.

Someone smiled and said: "How do you know that someone runs a flower shop? Where does the flower shop need so many roses?"
"What is that? Is it a marriage proposal!"
"Hey, what do you say, it really looks like it!"
Another said: "It's really a marriage proposal. I heard the security talk just now, saying that there was a local tyrant here to propose marriage tonight. The scale is very grand and I don't know who it is!"
"So, we can watch the proposal scene with our own eyes tonight? The proposal ceremony with the money piled up is very much looking forward to thinking about it."
"What are you looking forward to? It's not you who propose to marry me. The rich people nowadays are either old or ugly. How many people are really rich and handsome who know how to be romantic? They are all complimented by women on their own initiative. Have the energy to please women?"
Listening to these words, Qiao Mu thought of Li Yan.
How many of Gao Fushuai know romance?
Indeed, isn't a man like Li Yan a living example?
Proposing to her was on the bed, and using actions to force her to marry him, it was annoying to think about it.
It might be really impossible for Li Yan to spend such a lot of effort to propose marriage for her.