Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

Before Zhou Zhi was ready to explain the current situation to Jiang Ning, he was grabbed back by Wen Ling the moment he tried to break free.

Jiang Ning yelled, "Damn Red Tea! Let her go, you bastard!"

Zhou Zhi was choked by this familiar name and subconsciously looked back at Wen Ling. The latter just lowered his head and smiled sweetly at her, as if he was not affected at all.

Zhou Zhi felt very insecure, and he felt the same way about everyone present.

Guilty conscience of treating everyone equally.

"Let's go, Zhizhi."

Wen Ling stood behind her, pleading softly, like a vine that suddenly appeared in a strange jungle, slowly climbing up her neck, hissing and emitting alluring poisonous gas, begging her to leave right now and not stay for a moment.

"Boss Wen, if you have anything to do, go and do it first. I can take good care of this young lady here!"

As Wen Ling's top secretary, Secretary Li still knew what to do.

So, in the end, Jiang Ning, heartbroken, could only watch them leave and cry hard on the spot, clinging to Secretary Li and asking him to compensate her.

"What's your name?"

"Li said nothing."

Jiang Ning raised his chin, with a rather imposing manner: "Your name is Li Buyu?"

Secretary Li accepted her lifting his chin. His heart beat inexplicably heavier. He quickly covered his heart with his hand, trying to calm it down in this way.

"Come with me to the bar."

Secretary Li didn't dare to say a word and sent it to her. The lights in the car were not on, and Jiang Ning, who was sitting in the back seat, showed a mysterious smile.

——Li Buyu, you can’t run away.

Jiang Ning smiled. She had been stalking him for several days and finally found a suitable opportunity today. He was indeed her good sister and could even help her with this matter. Hehe.

Secretary Li always felt a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

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Zhou Zhi ran after Wen Ling, and Wen Ling took her back to his home. There was no passionate passion as imagined. He just took her directly into the master bedroom and opened a secret door on the side.

Zhou Zhi's eyes lit up as his first reaction, and then he was hugged by Wen Ling from behind and listened to him whispering in his ear.

"Take a look at this room. Is it nice? Do you like it?"

Zhou Zhi didn't answer for a moment.

Indeed, this bedroom was designed completely according to her preferences, and it was really eye-catching. But who could tell her what the chain on the bed meant, and what such a strong chain was originally used for?

Wen Ling chuckled softly, and the devilish whisper appeared in her ear again: "You must like it very much, right?"

Regardless of her stiffness, Wen Ling enthusiastically explained to her the reasons for this design, from the choice of colors for the curtains to the placement of furniture, and even the patterns on the chains, he gave a detailed and in-depth explanation slowly.

"...I can't even imagine how much fun it would be for us to hear the clanking sound of the chain when you resist—"

Zhou Zhi's little finger moved slightly.

Wen Ling didn't let her continue reading. He led her to another dark corner of the room. He turned on the light and saw several boxes piled inside with numbers written on them.

The youngest is nineteen and the oldest is twenty-three.

Apparently, this was her birthday present after all these years away.

"Why didn't you buy a twenty-four?"

This year is her 24th birthday, but there is no birthday gift for her this year.

It was just a casual question, but Wen Ling remained silent. Zhou Zhi looked at him strangely, only to see that he was pursing his lips, which were red from being bitten by himself.

Zhou Zhi wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he joked: "You didn't forget it, did you?"

The next second, he rushed over and hugged her.

"Zhizhi," he called out in an especially tender manner. Zhou Zhi did not react for a moment and only responded to him very lightly. However, he seemed to be addicted to calling her out, calling her over and over again, and then slowly began to kiss her.

"......Zhizhi, I love you."

His confession seemed to be drunk, swaying in the air like a feather, refusing to fall to the ground. Finally, it floated in front of her and landed on the tip of her heart, tickling and circling her.

So, don't question his love at this time, and don't look back at his past shortcomings, or he will go crazy.

Zhou Zhi was wondering what he wanted and why he brought her here at this time?

After a while, Zhou Zhi finally understood.

He was revealing his last filth.

He once thought of trapping her here, and he also gradually turned this idea into reality, but there was always one step missing, which was to tie her back.

He did not accept her marriage proposal, and yet he showed her these things. Was he still giving her a chance to regret?

Zhou Zhi laughed.

Where is it?

He clearly wanted a word from her.

She kissed the back of his hand gently.

Why do you have to keep coming to her to confirm? How silly and cute.

Wasn't she being obvious enough?

It's so stupid.

"alright."

Zhou Zhi wiped away the non-existent dust on his face, his eyes calm and firm.

"I love you too."

Did you hear it?

Stop doubting yourself again and again.

Wen Ling met her eyes and had just opened the gift box for her twentieth birthday.

There is a ring inside. The ring, which has seen the light of day again, is still radiant and reflects its brilliant beauty.

He knelt on one knee, his hand holding the ring trembling.

"I think this kind of thing should still be ceremonial. I know this is still very crude, but I still want to propose. However, I don't understand romance, and I can't speak. I only have a lot of money and a lot of love to give you." After saying these words, his hands trembled more and more, and his voice also trembled violently. "So, marry me, okay?"

"I'll marry you, okay?"