Chapter: 1071
Qiao Yimo stood under the stage, with reflections of countless stars haunting him.
As if standing under the sky at this moment.
All the stars in the sky are bright for her.
Those who have disappeared seem to have turned into stars to witness their scene today.
She deserves to be blessed by everyone.
Because she is such a beautiful and vivid person.
The man held the microphone, looked at her like this, and said, "I like a girl..."
"I like a girl, and I want to protect her for the rest of my life."
"I like a girl and I want to know all her past."
"I like a girl. I want to wake up in the morning and open my eyes. The first person I see is her."
"I like a girl. I hope she can regard me as a support. No matter happy, sad, disappointed, or frustrated, she can think of me first."
"I like a girl. I have prepared an engagement venue, an engagement dress and an engagement ring for her."
"Now, I am waiting for the girl to nod and agree."
When the words fell, the whole room was silent.
This scene is extremely unreal.
Qiao Yimo lost her soul for a while and suddenly didn't know what to say.
After a long time, she raised her head, her phoenix eyes softly said to the man on the stage: "So, are you proposing to me?"
The girl's voice was cold and she was crying.
A warm yellow light shone on the girl's face.
The unidentified red eyes fell into the man's eyes.
Leng Tiong felt distressed, and slowly walked from the stage to Qiao Yimo's side.
"Momo." He touched her face and said gently and painfully, "Don't cry, I feel distressed."
Qiao Yimo turned his head, secretly reached out his hand and wiped his face, stubbornly said: "I'm not crying, your illusion."
"Okay, it's my illusion." The man catered.
Leng Juo slowly took out his trouser pocket, and was about to take out the contents.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the door.
Almost at the same time, the two looked towards the gate.
I saw more than a dozen people swarming up, handsome men and women.
The men and women in front shied away from each other.
Liu Xin pushed Jun Mo's shoulder, and blamed: "Everyone said to come in slowly, why are you pushing me?"
Mo Jun scowled his neck, and counterattacked dissatisfied: "The people behind pushed me, who made you stand in front."
"The object of the proposal is my boss, why can't I stand in the front?"
"Then the person to propose is my boss, why can you stand in the first row?"
Leng Juo and Qiao Yimo looked at each other, and couldn't help but twitch their mouths in embarrassment.
After the quarrel, the two seemed to have noticed the embarrassing atmosphere in the house, and Jun Mo couldn't help but said, "Master Tired, I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll go out first."
Liu Xin had a black line on his face, and said hurriedly: "Sister Mo, you guys talk first, I'll come back later."
Leng tired: "........"
Qiao Yimo: "..."
Mo Jun stretched out his hand and pulled Liu Xin out.
Qiao Yimo couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "Okay, all come in."
Presumably, these people are also here to participate in the whole proposal ceremony.
There is nothing wrong with coming in now.
Leng Tiong looked at a group of people, and pursed his lips in discomfort.
"Tired, what's the matter? Qiao Yimo saw something wrong with the man's expression.
Leng Juo raised his eyebrows, his thin lips opened slightly, "Nothing."
Without the girl's knowledge, the man's hand in his trouser pocket slowly pulled out.
He didn't take out the contents of his trouser pocket.
Everyone who came in the room was dumbfounded.
"Fuck! It's really bold for Leng Da to act."
Liu Xin saw a certain crown placed in the middle.
There are only two crowns in the world. One crown belongs to the queen of country Y and must be collected by a famous collector.
This collector is very mysterious, but has countless rare treasures.
Is this collector the master of Leng Da?
Liu Xin looked unbelievable.
"Fuck! Lord Juo, you actually transferred 50% of the arms contract of country M to the sister-in-law's name?"
Mo Jun looked at the transfer contract on the table with an incredulous expression. JrNovels.com