Even a clay figure has so blood! Didn’t she clearly tell him last ti? She would absolutely never accept him, and his parents would absolutely never accept her.
In short, they’re not ant to be!
She thought that after he had a car accident last ti and hadn’t co looking for her for a long ti, things would be clear, right? But how many days has it been? And now he’s knocking on her door again!
Zhao Ziyin angrily tossed the microphone aside, not even bothering to remove her makeup, and started storming out in her 12 centiter high heels, "clack clack clack," striding out with an imposing presence!
Downstairs, she saw that Mo Siyu had managed to bring a few cars, arranging them into a huge flower bed. The bed was shaped like a pink heart with the innermost layer spelling out the letters "I-O-U" in red Roses, clearly there to confess his feelings.
And Mo Siyu, dressed in silver Givenchy, holding a large bouquet of freshly red roses, leaned against his own Aston Martin - this new car was what he switched to after his previous car accident; its sleek blue body appeared both cool and stylish, complented by his well-fitting suit, unruly ssy hair, and that slightly wicked smile at the corner of his lips, he really did look quite fashionable.
He stood at the giant plaza under Yancheng Satellite TV. Yancheng Satellite TV is in the city center, a place bustling with people. Plus, since it’s a TV station, many people passing by are reporters and fans. His dramatic stunt attracted quite a crowd, with many local citizens and dia friends surrounding him three layers deep. The citizens took out their phones, while the reporters, more professional, brought out their caras, all focusing on the center of the plaza on Mo Siyu, and the heroine who was about to step down!
The exotic cars, the giant flower bed, and the plaza’s romantic courtship - doesn’t this all look like a TV drama scene?
Descending from the sightseeing elevator, Zhao Ziyin saw it all from afar, Mo Siyu had set up the scene nicely, but wasn’t it just to corner her?
Thinking about this, Zhao Ziyin felt a pang of bitterness, wishing she could bite him to death!
Once downstairs, many people surely knew about Zhao Ziyin and Mo Siyu’s recent gossip, and as soon as the rumored female lead appeared, many around began to cheer wildly. So were chanting, "Kiss him, kiss him!" or "Say yes, say yes!"
Say yes my foot, Zhao Ziyin glared with fire in her eyes, marching down furiously. It looked less like she was coming to accept his courtship and more like a warrior heading to fight the enemy!
Walking in high heels, her figure was sensuous and swaying, combined with the glamorous stage outfit she was wearing during the show just now, and her unremoved makeup, despite the hint of anger on her face, it didn’t make her appear unattractive, but rather added a touch of captivating charm.
She imdiately dashed at lightning speed to Mo Siyu’s side, holding back and holding back, resisting her urge to hit him, gritting her teeth as her cheeks flushed, she said in a deliberately low voice, "Mo Siyu, don’t push it too far!"
Who would have thought, Mo Siyu rely glanced at her, his peach blossom eyes unusually flippant – then his gaze skimd over her cheek, then fell behind her...
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