The next day, the massive Gulfstream 4 roared down and then slowly taxied towards the tarmac.

Song Ya, who was wearing a casual suit, looked at the professional equipment and cameramen pulled from the crew in the back, and then looked at the trunk of the car driven by old Larry.

"Wait, don't open it, all the roses are inside." He told Hayden.

"Don't worry, boss, you only need one person, we are professional in other aspects." Hayden and Yeremov on the side laughed a little heartlessly, "This is Hollywood." ”

"Come on, you didn't prepare any special surprises and romances for me." Song Ya complained.

"I'm in a hurry." Yeremov's face was sad.

"yes, a bit of a rush." Song Ya felt for the ring in his pocket, and later he would propose to Mariah Carey, the combination of the two superstars, this big news should be enough to draw everyone's attention from his 'famous quote' for the time being.

He was a little reluctant in his heart, "I didn't expect the reason that prompted me to make up my mind was so utilitarian." ”

"You should have done this a long time ago, Miss Kelly, don't you know what you're thinking? Her life plan was supposed to get married last year. ”

Linda said: "She's four years older than you, but she can't wait to buy a manor house and a private jet in New York with you, such a clear hint, what does she think in her heart that you can't feel it?" She's been waiting for this moment for a long time, and you've been pretending to be stupid, sluggish, hesitant...... It's good to have an opportunity for you to act now. ”

DiDi ...... DiDi ......

Hallie: 'Is there a party at the end of the Dancing My Life Crew Shutdown Press Conference?' Still in your Beverly Hills house? ’

'Yes. ’

Song Ya replied with a simple word, and planned to turn off the mobile phone.

Mariah Carey: 'Who are you texting with?' I saw it all in the porthole, and I can't delete it! Wait for me to check! ’

‘lol’

Song Ya calmly emptied the inbox and outbox, and threw the phone into Linda's hands.

The plane slowly came to a halt in front of it, the boarding ladder was lowered, and a flight attendant opened the door before disappearing into the doorway.

"Huh?"

It turned out that there was also a film crew on the plane, a white man with long hair carrying a camera, concentrating on filming, while walking backwards down the gangway, probably the follower of the documentary on the world tour of his music box album.

Then her royal backing singer Terre Lorenz and the black aunt and the group of musicians came out with their luggage and laughing, mixed with her makeup artist and accompanying reporters, who seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol and stumbled under the gangway.

“APLUS！”

Trey Lorenz came down and gave Song Ya a strong hug, "It's been a long time, how are you doing?" ”

"Okay, you're welcome back." Song Ya had no choice but to pat him on the back and said.

"It's all right, Miss Kelly is going to let us come with us to Los Angeles, you know, we were going to get off the plane and go home in New York......" he said drunkenly, with his tongue short.

"Hey! Why? Be careful! ”

One by one, the bucket aunts were using the airplane as the background, asking the photographer to take enough pictures, but they didn't expect Old Mac to reverse the car, and they complained loudly.

"Hey! Everyone! Yeremov took out his executive production temper and clapped his hands to clear the scene, "Get out of here!" Let's go! Don't get out of the way! ”

"Who are you M-fxxk!?"

"Not really!"

The aunts are coquettish.

Old Mike honked his horn impatiently.

Song Ya was so noisy that her head hurt a little, but fortunately, Mariah Carey wore a Mediterranean-style off-the-shoulder dress and appeared at the door of the cabin beautifully, "Huh? The two film crews raised the camera at the same time, so that she didn't know which was the main one for a while, so she simply cleared her throat, and the rain and dew evenly posed on each side, and kept changing poses seductively.

Song Ya gave her female assistant a look.

The female assistant urged her in her ear, and then she put away the pose and twisted down the gangway in a charming way.

"My dear, have you been unbelievable during this time? Well? She threw herself into Song Ya's arms, and the first thing she said was to hide her murderous intentions.

"Isn't it all in your hands? My sister was bought by you, and her boyfriend, right? Song Ya lied to her.

"Huh? Well? Well, well, you've found out, little ghost. "She really fell for it, and she seems to have drunk a lot, and she is still a little stupid.

At this time, Mike Sr. reversed and accidentally bumped into the leg of the documentary photographer, "Hey! Watch it! The other party protested loudly.

"Let's take a picture?" Trey Lorenz came back and put his arm around Song Ya's shoulder, "APLUS! We all want it! We love you too! Her aunt and the sound group screamed.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Yeremov anxiously came over and tried to disperse the aunts who had gathered around him, "You guys are blocking the camera!" ”

Old Mike honked his horn and was still reversing.

Seeing that this place was about to be chaotic like a vegetable market, Song Ya turned his head and glared at Yeremov, who had just looked determined, M-Fxxk couldn't be annoyed, so he threw away his psychological baggage, took out his ring directly, and knelt on one knee.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

“Mi…… Uh, Miss Mariah Carey, can you ...... Ahem, will you marry me? "No experience," he said to Mariah Carey, who covered her mouth with her hands in shock, her eyes full of disbelief.

Old Mike ran out of the car and opened the trunk, which was full of red roses.

“Away out here they've got a name for rain and wind and fire……”

Just in time to visit, Adam Sandra and Rick Rubin, who had been improvised by the arrest, got out of the back seat with their guitars on their backs and sang They Call The Wind Maria......

The cooperation is really rusty enough, but fortunately, the atmosphere is okay.

"Oh my God...... "She didn't recover from her shock, she froze in place, not knowing what to do, tears glistening in her big eyes.

“Oh，Maria…… Oh！ Maria ...... "Tree Lorenz pulled up the pro golden voice and saved them from the brink of going out of tune in time."

"They call the wind Maria......" the aunts sang along.

The two film crews arrived close at the same time to shoot, and Song Ya didn't care about the camera, only staring at her expectantly.

The eyes of the two gradually intertwined, and the affection was lingering, so thick that it could not be dissolved.

"I do."

She finally stopped hesitating, stretched out her hand arrogantly, and let Song Ya put the ring on her, "It's really, people are not prepared at all." Then he immediately brought the ring to his eyes and looked at it carefully, and his face was full of joy, and he complained that he was not right.

Song Ya was actually relieved, stood up, took the bouquet handed by Old Mike, and stuffed it into her hand, "Surprised, right?" ”

"Hmm."

She turned out to be shy, her cheeks were crimson, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and replied shyly with her head down.

"There should be a big party tonight!" Trey Lorenz cheered loudly when they finished singing.

"It's all set, Beverly Hills." Song Ya took her into her arms, "Let's get in the car?" ”

"Okay."

Like a little girl, she followed Song Ya into the back seat with great obedience.

"Oh, yes......"

Everything went well, Song Ya was in a very good mood, lowered the window and poked his head out, and said to Yeremov: "Send the press to the major media as soon as possible, you must be fast, and discuss with Eli and Hayden if there is anything." ”

"I understand." Yeremov nodded.

"And ......"

Song Ya shouted to her documentary crew again: "You are not allowed to publish this video without permission, I have already sold it to GQ magazine, exclusive, 200,000 dollars!" ”

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