At noon, Xiao Mo took Xia Chuqing to the restaurant he had reserved earlier.
The revolving restaurant, located on the eighty-eighth floor, offered a panoramic view of the entire city from the window.
The private room there is usually impossible to book for ordinary people.
Xiao Mo had booked it several days in advance, and he took Xia Chuqing up in the elevator.
As the elevator doors opened, Xia Chuqing was stunned, everywhere were colorful balloons flying around, and a gentle fragrance filled the air.
"Wow!" Xia Chuqing looked up, her mouth agape in surprise.
There were many colors, many styles, beautiful balloons flying and forming rainbows before Xia Chuqing’s eyes.
On the ground was a red carpet covering the entire eighty-eighth floor from the elevator entrance, and the carpet was adorned with pink rose petals that gently fluttered when footsteps moved.
It was like being in a sea of flowers, Xia Chuqing stood there completely stunned.
The scent was gentle everywhere, mixed with the fragrance of roses.
Xiao Mo picked her up horizontally and carried her towards the private room.
"Did you arrange this?" Xia Chuqing exclaid in delight.
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!" she nodded repeatedly.
Xiao Mo smiled slightly as he recalled how at Xu Chaomu’s wedding, she had watched the flying balloons in a daze and said it would be wonderful to have such a wedding, she loved balloons flying everywhere.
However, today was not a wedding, today, he was proposing to her.
Xia Chuqing forgot to blink, gazing motionlessly at the balloons dancing in midair.
She reached out her hand and randomly picked one to pull down.
"Untie the knot and see," Xiao Mo smiled.
He held her, walking steadily.
There was no one else around; the entire eighty-eighth floor belonged to them.
As they stepped on the rose petals, colorful bubbles continuously appeared all around, making it feel like a dreamy world.
Judging from her liking for pink, he knew this girl sotis seed strong, but in reality, she had a pure girl’s heart.
Upon his suggestion, Xia Chuqing did untie the knot.
As soon as it was untied, the balloon shrank into a small bunch in her palm.
"There’s nothing!" Xia Chuqing huffed, "Liar!"
"There’s nothing? Inside, it’s full of my love for you."
"Liar, there’s nothing at all," Xia Chuqing persisted.
"Then pick another, choose your favorite color," Xiao Mo coaxed her like coaxing his daughter.
Naturally, Xia Chuqing’s favorite was pink, and she trusted Xiao Mo once more, raising her hand to pick a small, lower flying pink balloon.
She untied the knot, and as soon as she did, a red satin ribbon fell out.
Beautiful words were written on the satin with a fountain pen, dashing and elegant.
"I love you, forever and always. – Xiao Mo"
Having spent so much ti with Xiao Mo in the office, she naturally recognized his handwriting; it turned out he had written it himself.
Sweetness instantly flooded her heart, occupying it completely, making her heartbeat relentlessly.
Clutching the satin ribbon in her palm, she looked down to see him smiling faintly.
"When did you write these?" Xia Chuqing was very curious.
He’s usually with her; how did she not know he had written so many of these?
"Guess."
"Was it during the days you were missing?" Xia Chuqing found it unbelievable.
"Of course not, those days I could have pinched you to death."
"..." Xia Chuqing pulled a face, what grievance! Was he that jealous of Mr. Yao?!
"When exactly did you write them?" Xia Chuqing asked curiously.
She randomly picked another balloon and unwrapped it.
So held notes, others a small star, there were almost none that were empty.
With balloons floating everywhere, a considerable amount of ti and thought must have been spent; when did he prepare all of this?
"These with words are from when you went to France, I started writing one whenever I missed you," Xiao Mo glanced at her palm.
Her hand now held many ribbons, all written on red satin, brimming with joy.
Initially, he started on paper, then on a whim, began writing on red satin to provide such a surprise on an important day, by placing them inside balloons for her.
"Really?" Xia Chuqing looked at him.
"Of course."
Xia Chuqing laughed, and at so point, her eyes showed a faint tear******, her hand already full of notes, each word full of promises.
"Together forever, always by your side, hand in hand through life, may ti be kind," and so on, all sorts of phrases...
While reading them, Xia Chuqing almost burst into tears.
She never thought soone like Xiao Mo would do sothing so delicate and patient.
"Can you feel my longing for you?" Xiao Mo asked.
Each one was written when he was thinking of her, sotis in the dark of night, sotis in a storm, countless days and nights, ti stretched, but the yearning never lessened.
Xia Chuqing clutched the satin ribbons tightly in her palm, snuggling into Xiao Mo’s chest, holding back tears, she laughed, "I didn’t imagine you were this cheesy."
"So do you like it or not?"
Xia Chuqing said nothing but wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a kiss.
She had applied a light make-up today, and at this mont, her lashes curled, and her eyes closed in a smile like a crescent moon in the sky.
She was truly very happy...
Xiao Mo, holding her, finally reached the largest private room he had booked. European-style, extraordinarily luxurious.
He set Xia Chuqing down, and she looked around, it was her first ti at such a luxurious place.
She first ran to the window and gazed into the distance, truly capturing the scenery of C City.
Below, the bustling traffic and prosperity were evident.
There were several strings of wind chis by the window; as Xia Chuqing’s hand brushed past, they chid "ding ding ding," clear and sweet.
Xia Chuqing placed her hand on the window glass, joyfully observing everything below.
At this mont, it was like being in a sea of happiness, and she was the happiest person.
Xiao Mo walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist: "Don’t move."
"Hmm?" Xia Chuqing didn’t move.
Xiao Mo took a necklace out of his pocket and carefully placed it around her neck.
It felt cool on her neck, and Xia Chuqing’s heart began beating wildly.
"Chuqing, marry ," he whispered in her ear.
"We’ve already registered, you’re being dramatic."
"That’s different, let count it as a proposal, okay?"
"Alright, consider yourself qualified," Xia Chuqing turned around, hugged his neck, and smiled, "What about giving an ’excellent’ for the probation period?"
"’Excellent’ is not enough, it should be ’outstanding’ at least."
"You’re teasing again," Xia Chuqing pouted, "I’m hungry..."
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