On the way, Bai Lang called Jia Mengyu.

"You are coming? That's great, I'll go downstairs to wait for you right away!"

When I heard that Shiraro was coming, I was in a bad mood and was so beautiful.

Hang up the phone.

Even choose to dress yourself more beautifully.

Later, I changed into the newly bought black stockings, making my straight and round thighs even more attractive.

At this moment, I completely forgot that there was a person downstairs holding a rose in his hand, standing from last night until this morning.

Since Jia Mengyu left with Bailang yesterday, even a fool can know what will happen.

However, Yan Zhiyong still ignored the dissuasion of Shi Fei and others. In the afternoon of that day, after Bai Lang left, he held a rose in his hand and confessed his love to Jia Mengyu.

On that day, Yan Zhiyong called Jia Mengyu several times, and then Jia Mengyu, who was so annoyed, directly blocked him.

But this still cannot discourage Yan Zhiyong's confidence.

Looking at Yan Zhiyong, whose clothes were soaked in the morning dew downstairs, Jia Mengyu was not moved, only annoyed.

Because his actions will cause many people to misunderstand her.

Yes, it seems to her misunderstanding.

When the dressed Jia Mengyu came downstairs, Yan Zhiyong's eyes lit up.

The fatigue and sadness that had been waiting for a night have all turned into nothing.

As expected, as long as she is sincere, she will definitely change her mind.

"Mengyu! I knew you would change your mind." Yan Zhiyong held the rose in his hand, because of the dew in the morning, the rose was even more beautiful and charming than yesterday.

Many people around them also showed gratitude, and indeed, lovers finally got married.

"This kid is really persevering. He stood here all night. When I got up in the morning, I saw that the position had not changed."

"That's right? This guy is a good match, no matter how good he is, he is a good match."

"Tsk tsk tsk... What a pity, why doesn't this kid like my daughter?"

"That girl is pretty good, and the two look really compatible."

Looking at Yan Zhiyong coming towards him, Jia Mengyu's original smile turned into disgust.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Yan Zhiyong paused and his smile froze on his face.

But he soon recovered, hung up his brightest smile, knelt on one knee, and handed the beautiful rose in front of Jia Mengyu.

"Mengyu I like you. From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you."

"I know I'm not worthy of you now, but please rest assured that I will work hard to give you the best life."

"I am now a fitness coach, and many people buy my classes. I earn more than 10,000 yuan a month. After get off work, I can still deliver takeaways and make money at the price."

"I will work very hard. Please give me a chance?" In the end, Yan Zhiyong, a seven-foot man, had a slightly red eye socket and a prayer in his voice.

Everyone around him also looked at him with appreciation.

He is a good guy, young and willing to work hard. The most important thing is to know how to love other girls.

"Promise him..." A cheer sounded behind the crowd.

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

However, these did not shake Jia Mengyu.

He was even more angry, afraid that he would misunderstand something when Shiro came later.

"Stop shouting! I have nothing to do with him! I don't like him at all!"

He tried his best to explain to the people around him.

The people around him who had already made a fuss also realized that something was wrong and stopped making a fuss.

Seeing Jia Mengyu trying so hard to clear her relationship with him, Yan Zhiyong's originally passionate heart gradually cooled down.

"What's wrong with the front? Why is it so lively?" After following Bai Lang's car, he came here.

The pink roses and others were a little confused.

"Is someone proposing to marry me? I heard many people shouting, agreeing to him." Pink rose eyebrows looked at this yearning.

Although he has been in the army for many years, he is a woman who is full of fantasy about the romantic scenes of proposing marriage.

"Okay, don't be fooled, you're not proposing to you."

"There are too many people here, let's follow us!" As he said that, Hong Rose signaled his teammates to follow Bai Lang.

At this time, Shiraro also pushed the door and got out of the car, relying on his own strength to tear the crowd open and enter the inside.

At this time, he also saw the scene inside, raised his eyebrows, and it was this kid again?

So persistent is comparable to what I had back then.

Jia Mengyu was surrounded in the middle and was already a little panicked. When she saw Bai Lang, she was even more panicked.

He stepped forward a few steps and hugged Bailang's arm: "Dear, you are finally here."

People around me were confused when they saw the original heroine being so intimate with a man, and they called her dear.

What's going on?

Why am I standing here?

When Yan Zhiyong saw Bai Lang, his originally dull eyes emitted infinite anger.

But after trying Shiraro's power, he was not impulsive.

Hong Rose and others squeezed in to look at each other, then stood behind Bai Lang, observing the surroundings vigilantly.

However, Pink Rose pouted and suddenly became even more disgusted with Shiro.

Forget it if there is a woman at home, but there are women outside, with big radish.

Not a good thing.

"Let's go." Facing the eyes of the people around him, Shiraro calmly.

"Yeah! OK." Jia Mengyu felt relieved when Bai Lang didn't say anything.

"No! Mengyu can't follow you!" Seeing that they were about to leave, Yan Zhiyong stood up and stopped them.

Bai Lang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Why? What qualifications do you have to teach me how to do things?"

"I...!" Yan Zhiyong's speech was stagnant.

He really has no reason to stop others from doing anything.

"Yan Zhiyong, you've had enough! Please leave now! I don't want to see you!" Jia Mengyu finally broke out.

"Mengyu...Why do you choose him and don't want to see me?"

"What he likes is your lower body, and what I want to give you is the second half of your life. He doesn't love you at all. You are just one of his countless women. I really love you!" Yan Zhiyong was about to collapse. He didn't understand why he couldn't get her different treatment from him.

‘Love? Sincere? If this thing is useful, I wouldn’t have become like this.’ Bailang thought to himself with a little self-deprecating self-deprecating.

In Yan Zhiyong, he felt his former shadow.

What can be obtained by the same humble and pitiful prayer?

"Get out, it's better to strengthen your strength than begging here. What kind of woman can't get it with strength? Why do you have to hang yourself in a tree?" Bai Lang hugged Jia Mengyu's waist with disdain.

In a teaching tone, he told him that there is no eternal love in this world, only a whim of eyes.

"You go, don't come to see me in the future." Jia Mengyu looked at Yan Zhiyong calmly.

The rose in Yan Zhiyong's hand fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!