After eating, Song Ziming sent her home as usual.

During this time, he had a lot of rules and never crossed the rules. Every kiss is also a superficial taste, like treating a treasure, carefully.

Ziming kissed Manyun on the forehead, "Go up, tomorrow's annual meeting will be busy, and I will go to the scene early in the morning." ”

If it were normal, he would definitely follow, and then he would not leave after the time. Manyun was also surprised by his unusual behavior, but it was difficult to ask. It's as if she wants Song Ziming to go home with her, it's not good.

"Why don't you go up and sit down?" But her mouth was one step faster than her thoughts, and she actually opened her mouth to invite him upstairs.

Ziming looked at her, with a spring breeze smile on his lips, "Are you hinting at me something?" ”

"......" If you say it, the water that will be spilled out can't be recovered, Manyun smiled dryly, pointed to the corridor and said: "If you don't go up, forget it, I'll go back first, you be careful on the road." ”

She grabbed her hair from both sides and turned to leave.

Ziming watched her walk a few steps, quickly followed, and was caught off guard by holding Manyun from behind, "Tomorrow's annual meeting, you must come!" ”

"Definitely, at least I'm still the regional manager now, if I don't go, who will do so many things?" She only thought about work, and didn't understand what Ziming meant by this.

"It's good to come." He rubbed Manyun's soft hair, "Go, I'll see you walk in and walk again." ”

Confused. The next day she realized how much of a surprise awaited her.

"This is the position of the media, which can be a little wider, and there should be a lot of memories when the time comes. Yes, yes, that's it, it's better to move a little further to the right. Manyun walked around looking at the layout of the venue, afraid that something was wrong.

"Over there, the food and drink are placed separately and neatly!" As she spoke, she felt hit by someone as she stepped back, and she frowned, "So, if you don't do anything, you still have time to hang out?" ”

As soon as I turned around, I saw that it was Song Ziming. The others who heard Manyun speak were all snickering.

Manyun looked at him, "You make a noise, I scold the boss, and those who hear it should pass me on as a tigress and beautify you as an empathetic and good boss." ”

He was also a dusty servant, very busy, and only came over when he saw Manyun here, "It's you who are too focused, don't blame me." ”

Manjun didn't want to argue with him, "Okay, blame me." There's a problem with the venue over there, I'll have to check it out. ”

Song Ziming blocked her way, "I've already called Du Ke over, let's go change clothes, and it's almost time to come back." ”

"No, I'm not on stage today anyway, so it's good to wear this." She glanced at her business attire, which was draped over an overcoat.

While speaking, without her consent, the person has been taken out of the distance, "What nonsense." Besides, who said you weren't on stage. ”

He said the last sentence relatively quietly, and Manyun didn't hear it clearly.

This time, he didn't take Manyun to Ivan, but went to another store with a similar grade as Ivan. As soon as they arrived at the store, the clerk took out the clothes of the two of them.

They were prepared separately, and the vines were naturally slower.

Song Ziming has a good eye, and what she helped Manyun choose was a naked gold skirt, which was closed, making her figure slender and tall. The design on the chest is interesting, faint, but nothing can be seen, which is very tempting.

As for himself, it was a well-tailored suit, and the jacket was a bit like a tuxedo, but not so exaggerated. His tie was the same color as Manyun's skirt, and I don't know if it was intentional or not.

Seeing Manyun come out, the amazement in his eyes flashed, a beauty is a beauty, and it can make people's eyes shine at any time.

He wanted to put a necklace on Manyun again, after the last incident, Manyun had a long memory, and covered his neck tightly, "I don't wear it, in case you give me something about your Song family's heirloom, I can't afford it." ”

Ziming's hand froze in mid-air, "This is the last time I went out to sell it, and I didn't have time to give it to you." ”

Last time I went out? When you look at He Huan?

Manyun was inexplicably uncomfortable, "You weren't originally going to give it to another person, she didn't like it, so you brought it to me, right?" ”

"Imaginative." Ziming was a little speechless.

Only then did she compromise, "Give it to me, I'll wear it myself." ”

Ziming glared at her, walked behind her, gently combed the hair behind her, revealed her white and slender neck, and put the necklace on.

His slightly cool hand swept across Manyun's neck, cool and swishing, "It's so beautiful." ”

The clerk next to him also echoed, "Yes, Miss Bai, I don't know how many celebrities in Rongcheng have been killed in seconds, Mr. Song has a good eye." ”

Manyun could hear what Ziming said was good-looking, and then turned to look at him and smiled. In the overwhelming praise of the clerk, the two of them left in secrecy.

Before entering the venue, Song Ziming held Manyun's hand harder and harder, and Manyun struggled and said, "Aren't you conscious?" So hard. ”

He was a little out of shape, and he didn't refute, looking at Manyun quietly.

"You're not nervous, are you?" She asked, holding back a smile.

"Sort of." He said lightly.

I didn't expect Mr. Song, who was so calm in a bar, to be afraid to speak on such an occasion. If it weren't for the large number of people around, Manyun would have laughed out loud.

But seeing his grim face, Manyun still comforted him seriously, "What are you afraid of, you are so powerful, no matter what you say, they will feel right, it's okay." ”

Song Ziming looked at her with inexplicable eyes, "You don't even know anything about my nervousness." ”

As soon as Manyun wanted to refute, someone came to greet Ziming, "Mr. Song, long time no see!" ”

She had no choice but to smile decently and pick up the plane and bypass it.

Sure enough, Song's annual meeting was unprecedentedly grand, and celebrities could be seen everywhere. Everyone is full of curiosity about the second son of the Song family, how can he raise the Song family by a few degrees in just over half a year after returning to Rongcheng, not to mention, and bring back the Yan family, an internationally renowned large enterprise.

Manyun also had to deal with those people, she and Ziming hadn't seen each other since they separated just now. The annual meeting began, and the first item was President Song's speech, and the old Mr. Song did not come because he was ill, but Song Ziming went.

Manyun stood in the corner, watching the light hit Song Ziming, the already dazzling person looked even more brilliant at the moment.

"Distinguished guests, welcome to our Song's annual meeting, this time, ......"

He talked eloquently, where there was a nervous look before. The little girls around were sighing, how could he have a girlfriend, that tone, if he noticed that Manyun was standing next to him, he might be able to tear her apart.

"Do you think he's handsome and charming?" Lin Qiyu held Manyun from behind, her hands were touching everywhere, and her voice was deliberately low.

Manyun clapped her hand, "Lin Qiyu! There are people everywhere, and there is no seriousness! ”

"It's boring, you guessed me at once." Saitama let go of her and leaned on her shoulder.

Her hair was slightly longer than the man, and she didn't take care of it much, and she was all draped.

Manyun pushed her, "Look at what clothes you are wearing, stand well, now the lights are off, in case the lights are on, your image of a girl who has lost her footing is estimated to be in the headlines tomorrow." ”

Saitama pulled up her clothes, "You haven't seen me for so long, don't say you miss me, forget it, and still nag like my brother." ”

Seeing her dissatisfied expression, Manyun pretended to be a hooligan and provoked her chin, "Niu~ angry?" Come on, come on, give the master a smile. ”

Song Ziming on the stage could see Manyun through the layers of people, and he said: "Today, I still have an important thing to do, Manyun." ”

The lights and everyone's eyes shifted to her, and at this time, she was in a state of teasing and ten fingers hooked on Saitama's chin.

Feeling the eyes around her, she hurriedly let go of Saitama and stood up.

Song Ziming stretched out his hand to her, "Come here." ”

Manyun didn't know what he was going to do, so he walked over slowly. The surrounding lights turn into colorful lights, and colorful balloons slowly rise, and soft music plays in the background.

It was a very romantic atmosphere, and the people around were stunned, and someone said, "This is not a marriage proposal, right?" ”

Sure enough, Song Ziming knelt down on one knee, took out a small box from his pocket, passed through the microphone in a deep voice, and said to Manyun: "Bai Manyun, are you willing to marry me?" ”

His sudden movements, Manyun's mind went blank, looking at the surrounding scenery, and hearing the cries from the crowd.

Song Ziming's elegant and affectionate appearance was imprinted in her eyes and lingered.

"How so? Why? She murmured, her voice trembling a little, and her naked golden dress shone like a galaxy, and her beautiful figure was frozen in people's eyes.

Zhou Zeyu was at the scene, smiled lonely, drank the wine in his hand and turned around and went out. His girl is finally going to be someone else's bride.

"How can there be so many questions, I only ask you, willing, or unwilling." Ziming smiled softer than ever, looking up at her who was glowing.

Before Manyun could answer, Lin Qiyu said loudly: "Manyun, you should agree quickly!" ”

Yan Ting was beside her and covered her mouth in time.

Manyun cried with joy, and the turmoil of the years finally settled at this moment. She nodded heavily, "Yes." ”

The surrounding spectators shouted, "Good! Thank you, Mr. Song. ”

Song Ziming helped her bring the ring, couldn't wait to hug her into his arms, was so excited that he couldn't speak, and kissed her on the lips.

Everyone gossiped and laughed, but those little girls who were in their prime were not so happy, and Fang's heart was broken.

"Today I successfully proposed, everyone casually consumes the things in this building, I have it!"

Another exclamation, this building is the top consumption place in Rongcheng, the space is large enough, and there are many entertainment projects included, almost everything. His shot is really generous enough.

Saitama stomped on Yan Ting when he wasn't paying attention, and Yan Ting grinned in pain.

She took the opportunity to break free, "Let you disgrace me in front of so many people!" ”

Yan Ting was not convinced, "People propose, what are you talking about." You like to talk so much, I'll propose another day, so you can talk enough. ”

The marriage proposal was said by him as if he was buying groceries, and Saitama turned his face to the other side, "Don't talk to Xia Worm, idiot!" ”

Yan Ting could only understand the idiot, and pulled her and said, "Who are you talking about?" Don't bully me for not understanding. ”

"Who said you don't understand, don't you still know you're a bug?" Saitama raised her eyebrows and walked away majestically.

"......" Yan Ting's heart was broken, and he swore that he must make up for Chinese culture, and he couldn't be played by Lin Qiyu as a monkey every time.

Two good brothers, one proudly hugged the beauty in the spring breeze, and the other was played by the beauty in the wind. Somehow, no matter how you look at it, Yan Ting's eyes towards Ziming have a trace of indescribable affection.

Some bystanders even said that Yan Ting had Song Ziming in his heart, and he was inevitably disappointed when he returned to China, but watching him propose to others.

He listened, and even more collapsed!