After ending the call with old Song, he pulled out the red brocade box again and looked at it, a gentle smile spreading across his lips, his eyes so tender they seemed to drip with water.
Su Xiaoyue, would you accept my marriage proposal?
I know this is a bit rushed; we haven't even properly understood each other. But we have a lifetime to get to know one another, don't we?
I don't know how to be romantic and I am too busy with work to think of one romantic idea after another to make you happy, but I am willing to spend my lifetime with you, providing the stability and happiness that all women desire.
Fan Shaoming was lost in a myriad of thoughts, many words buried deep in his heart, unspoken.
He arrived back at the company before old Song.
Along the way, everyone he met greeted him respectfully as "President."