"Hello, boss lady!"

"okay!"

Ever since Mao Xiaoyou led Ge Mengmeng into the entrance of the Financial Building, people greeted her from time to time, and she responded to them all with a slight embarrassment.

"You are now a real boss lady, you have to show your momentum!" Ge Mengmeng reminded in a low voice.

"Why is it so awkward?" She muttered in her heart.

"What's wrong?"

"look..."

Before she could explain, the elevator door opened.

"The boss lady is here, I'll press the elevator button for you!"

The people who came down from inside said hello, then went back and pressed the floor button before leaving.

"Thanks!"

When I got up the elevator, I saw that the person who just pressed the button was on the 34th floor, and Mao Xiaoyou pressed the button again to highlight the 35th floor.

"Tell me, what's so awkward about it?" Ge Mengmeng has not forgotten it.

"They... smiled awkwardly!" she said.

"Why didn't I see it?"

"Everyone is smiling with their mouths covered. Mengmeng, don't you think they are watching a joke?"

"No, it's quite normal!"

While the two were muttering, the elevator stopped on the 34th floor.

The girl at the front desk was standing outside the elevator door. They had chatted a few words before.

"Miss, are you our boss lady?" The little girl blocked the door. "Please come down!"

"Ah?" Mao Xiaoyou was startled and pointed upstairs. "I... want to go to the 35th floor."

The girl at the front desk smiled sweetly and held her arm. "Let's come to the 34th floor first!"

"oh."

"Why is it so dark inside?" Ge Mengmeng also felt something was wrong, and alertly pulled the person behind her, asking the little girl, "Why is the door still closed?"

"Come in, boss lady." The girl opened the door.

"Why does it smell so good?" Ge Mengmeng grabbed Mao Xiaoyou who was raising his feet. "It's a bit weird."

Mao Xiaoyou patted her hand and walked into the door.

A faint fragrance came to my face, smelling like roses.

She continued to walk inside, and the lights were not turned on in the entire office area. From memory, this should be a large space with neatly arranged workstations.

Today it seems empty, spacious like a small square.

"Ahem..."

After a few coughs, a beam of light shone down, and a man appeared in the halo with a guitar in his arms. His snow-white shirt and hair were illuminated by the scattered light.

He was sitting on a high chair with a microphone standing in front of him, and at his feet was a floor surrounded by various decorations.

The black curtain behind him is dotted with twinkling stars. It is like a magician's prop, and it seems that it can create surprising scenes at any time.

She stood there blankly. "Fang Wen."

At this time, there were sounds from both sides, and dozens of people came slowly holding candles in their hands.

From her feet to the platform, a bright path was laid out.

Under the candlelight, the road was already covered with flower petals.

She looked at him along the path.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his fingertips dexterously plucked the strings, and a sweet and soft prelude sounded from there.

He at this moment seemed to be the chance encounter she had imagined when she first fell in love.

Melancholic and romantic, free and natural, calm and graceful.

He stared at her and played the piano leisurely.

She stood at the other end of the flower path in a white dress, her elegance and beauty better than the redness of a rose.

The indifferent face is like a white butterfly on a flower, resting quietly when no one is disturbing it.

He waited for so many years and finally got the girl he wanted.

"come over."

A rich voice came out through the microphone.

She couldn't resist and walked towards him lightly.

There was a pink ribbon blocking the middle of the flower path, and she stopped in front of it.

He accompanied the guitar and sang their theme song.

"That day I was swimming in the void, and a cat wanted to steal my dreams.

I chased it for eighty thousand miles, but it escaped without a trace.

That night I had a dream, in which I embraced her.

I didn't see her appearance clearly, I only remembered her cat-like eyes.

That day I rode the wind and traveled far away, and when I lowered my head, I saw you raising your eyes.

Knowing that you are lost in the crowd, I cut my wings and fall into your heart.

You are the cat that steals dreams, you are the prison that locks me up.

I gave up pretending to be tired and found the joy of being unbridled.

You are a heart-stealing cat, stealing all my pride.

Stretch with you in the morning and run with you at night.

La la la la..."

The string sound ends in a wave of scraping.

Thunderous applause erupted from the scene, but no one was willing to say anything for fear of ruining the beauty of the moment.

Her arms dropped and her eyes dimmed with tears.

He put down his guitar and stood up, stopping a few steps away from her.

They stared at each other, from their eyes to the depths of each other's hearts.

"Fang Wen, you..." she whispered in confusion.

He stretched out his hand to her with a warm smile.

"come here baby!"

She looked down at the ribbon blocking the road and stepped forward again.

When the ribbon is disconnected, the light suddenly brightens.

The curtain behind him was pulled open, and a huge heart shape made of white roses appeared, dotted with a bright red in the middle.

At the same time, petals filled the sky pouring from above.

In the rain of flowers, they looked at each other affectionately again.

"Will you run away tomorrow?" he asked.

"I...won't run away!" she replied.

Unless he regrets it and abandons her first.

He hugged her and kissed her on the lips.

"Stay together for life."

She raised her eyes and returned the promise.

"We will never leave you as long as we live."

He took her hand towards the heart-shaped bouquet and picked off the Fang Yanhong in the middle. He took a step back and opened the brocade box, knelt down on one knee and presented the chosen diamond ring.

"Say to marry me, Mao Xiaoyou!"

With a charming smile on her lips, she slowly raised her arms.

This is not a proposal, this is a request for marriage!

Only he would do this.

The oval diamond is set in the platinum finger ring, which is always colorful and shining. This must be the legendary 'pigeon egg', right?
To be continued...