Dong Xin Yan's dark eyes quickly darted around, her delicate brows furrowed. Suddenly, inspiration struck, and she hastily spoke, "You're proposing to me just like this? No sincerity at all! No flowers, no candles, no kneeling, I'm not going to say yes to you."
Dong Xin Yan spoke disdainfully, seizing the opportunity to withdraw her hand.
Gu Ningyi didn't stop her, his dark eyes fixed on her, a smile playing on his lips, "So, if there are flowers, candles, and kneeling, will you agree to marry me?"
Gu Ningyi's gaze was calm, but Dong Xin Yan still felt a pang of guilt. She didn't dare to look into his eyes, pretending to tsk lightly, "Depends on my mood."
Gu Ningyi chuckled, "Looks like I'll have to drag you to the chapel."
"...."
Just as Dong Xin Yan was about to respond, a voice suddenly came from the side, "Mr. Gu?"
The two of them turned toward the sound to see a man and a woman walking towards them, both strikingly handsome and elegant.
