"Shiya, you and I have been classmates for ten years, childhood sweethearts and young people have no guesses, and my feelings for you can be seen from the sun and the moon. I'm willing to do anything for you, and it's not a pity to die. ”

Fang Zhenlin held the roses high, with tears in his eyes, "Shiya, will you marry me?" I, Zhenlin, swear to heaven that I will treat you well. ”

Fang Zhenlin is the third generation of the famous Fang family in Longcheng, the Fang family has monopolized most of the real estate industry in Longcheng, and is about to become the strongest family in Longcheng, compared with Fang Zhenlin, Jiang Fei is not worth mentioning.

In the heavily guarded port, Fang Zhenlin was able to come and go freely, and naturally he had the tacit approval of Jiang Changsheng, the city lord of Dragon City.

Fang Zhenlin's grandfather Fang Tianhu was also at the scene, he was extremely fond of his future granddaughter-in-law Su Shiya, and wanted to witness the beautiful moment of his grandson and granddaughter-in-law.

Fang Tianhu is in good spirits, not angry and arrogant, he is the supreme commander of the Eastern Theater, and his military rank is extremely high, even if he is retired now, Jiang Changsheng has to give a little bit of thin face, and he does not dare to offend.

Su Shiya's impression of Fang Zhenlin is not bad, both of them are studying at Longcheng University, Fang Zhenlin has excellent academic performance and is proficient in sports, unlike other gentlemen who have a chaotic private life.

However, Su Shiya did not feel electrocuted at all when she was shocked.

Su Shiya didn't expect the unexpected surprise to come so quickly, under the attention of thousands of people, under the fireworks and fireworks, planes, warships, and infantry formations that could not be seen at a glance, it was so romantic and sweet.

"Fang Zhenlin." Su Shiya looked around at everything in front of her, "These planes, battleships, ironclad infantry, are they all specially prepared by you in order to propose to me?" ”

"Well, it's ......" Fang Zhenlin's face was not red and his heart was not beating, "Shiya, I said that I would do anything for you." ”

Zhou Shuang clasped a pair of small hands on his chest and muttered, "Miss, it's so romantic and warm, you agreed to Young Master Fang, right?" ”

Fang Tianhu smiled slightly, nodded slightly, Fang Zhenlin really didn't disappoint him, he could have a granddaughter-in-law like Su Shiya, but their Fang family's ancestral tomb was smoking.

Lin Aotian looked at the scene in front of him, his brows furrowed into a big pimple, and he had an indescribable, strange and sour feeling in his heart.

Su Shiya is going to marry that rhetorical kid?

When a man proposes to his beloved woman, he lies, which can only show that the man is unreliable and a scumbag.

"Mr. Lin, you, where are you uncomfortable?" Jiang Changsheng felt that Lin Aotian's expression was wrong, and asked in a hurry.

"Nope." Lin Aotian's furrowed eyebrows stretched, "Who are they?" ”

"Oh, Mr. Lin, that beautiful girl is the daughter of the Su family, named Su Shiya, the boy who proposed is named Fang Zhenlin, and the old man next to the guard behind him is the supreme commander of the Eastern Theater of Operations, the great general Fang Tianhu, and now he has taken a back seat."

Jiang Changsheng hurriedly explained clearly.

"Let's go, go over and have a look." While Lin Aotian was talking, the person had already left the chariot.

"Wow, what a handsome officer, a one-star lieutenant in his early twenties."

"Isn't this the Fang family's broad and young, Fang Zhenlin? It's so stylish. ”

"Fang Zhenlin's grandfather is a general in the war zone, marrying into such a family is a blessing from eight lifetimes."

The onlookers talked a lot, and most of them were envious, jealous and hateful.

"Marry him!"

"Marry him."

"Marry him."

Among the people who walked down from the cruise ship, many people applauded and shouted in unison, it was really a pair of talented women and beautiful women.

"I'm ......" Su Shiya raised her head and saw Lin Aotian's slightly melancholy eyes under his eyebrows.

"I, I'm going to think about it." Su Shiya's face was blushing, and she didn't know what was wrong, she was very embarrassed when she was proposed in front of Lin Aotian, and she had a feeling of being speechless.

Rumble!

Fang Zhenlin was struck by lightning.

The fat to the mouth was not eaten, and the cooked duck flew.

Fang Zhenlin's marriage proposal failed.

Fang Zhenlin's marriage proposal failed.

Fang Tianhu, the general of the war zone, was even more gloomy, and his face was swept away, "Young man, do you know who I am?" The old man asked you, are you sure you want to snatch love? ”

Lin Aotian condescended and moved slightly, "A group of humble ants." ”