Chapter 330 Ms. Song Ni, Will You Marry Me

The moment their eyes met, Tan Zheng felt as if fireworks had exploded in his heart and mind, crackling with excitement and exhilaration. Song Ni stood there in her wedding dress, holding a bouquet of flowers. She tilted her head slightly, smiled at the man with happiness, and then knelt on one knee. This scene was like the most romantic love story, each frame unfolding slowly and beautifully. Tan Zheng quickly realized what Song Ni intended to do. Just as her knee was about to touch the ground, he quickly took her hand and used some force to prevent her from kneeling. Song Ni was taken aback. She looked up in confusion, only to see Tan Zheng close his eyes, take a deep breath, and then, under the camera and everyone's gaze, kneel on one knee, simultaneously holding up the knee Song Ni had intended to lower. He said, "Baby, leave this to me." Song Ni blinked. They had discussed this when she had given him the ring; the idea that only the man had to propose was non-existent to her. As long as two people were in love, it didn't matter who proposed. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but looking into Tan Zheng's earnest and controlled eyes, eyes that couldn't hide his overflowing love, she couldn't speak. Her heart began to race erratically, stirring within her. Tan Zheng took the flowers from her hand, and Vivian, sensing the moment, stepped forward to help Song Ni up. The sky was a brilliant blue, the sun shone brightly, and a gentle breeze rustled. Tan Zheng looked at Song Ni, who stood in the sunlight in her white wedding dress, as beautiful as a celestial being. His heart felt as if it would leap out of his chest, eager to show Song Ni, to show everyone, how much he liked her. How much he loved her. His heart was alive because of her, it danced because of her. He said, "Baby, the first time I saw you, there was also such beautiful sunlight. You stood there, more dazzling than the light itself." "You're right, it was love at first sight between us." "Before I met you, I always thought women were a troublesome species, their chatter annoying. But after getting to know you, I've come to love your voice, love you calling my name, love your scolding, love your constant chatter." "That night you wore a white dress and were barefoot, I thought you would look stunning in a red dress. You were fiery, beautifully unrestrained." "No one wouldn't like this side of you." "It's normal for me to be smitten. The moment I first saw you, my heart opened its doors to you." "I am clear-headed and willing to fall for you. I am also fortunate to have your affection." "Ms. Song Ni." "I should have said this to you a long, long, long time ago, but back then, I was still trapped in my own burdens. It was you who worked hard, step by step, to approach me and help me break free." "Ms. Song Ni." "Will you marry me?" Tan Zheng said more words than ever before. If Song Ni hadn't been the one preparing this proposal, it would be hard to imagine these weren't words Tan Zheng had meticulously planned. There was no script, meaning these were all his heartfelt sentiments. Song Ni's nose tingled when she heard Tan Zheng say he was clearly falling for her, because she had felt the same way. After realizing her feelings, she knew she was falling, and she knew she was letting herself fall. They were both prisoners of love, entrusting their hearts to love, and then love bound their two hearts together. Ms. Song Ni. Such a formal address, spoken by Tan Zheng, held an indescribable tenderness. As formal as it was, it was equally cherished. Will you marry me? Yes. I was willing a long, long time ago. If I wasn't willing, I wouldn't have fallen in love with him. If I wasn't willing, I wouldn't have planned this birthday celebration, this proposal. But I never expected that the one who was supposed to propose would end up being proposed to by Tan Zheng. How to put it? The moment Tan Zheng's large hand steadied her knee, she knew that meeting Tan Zheng in this life was the greatest fortune. Song Ni, for the first time, shed tears of emotion. In the sunlight, her eyes shimmered, moistening her long lashes. A single crystal tear traced a path down her cheek. She bent slightly and took the flowers from Tan Zheng's hand. "I do." She grabbed Tan Zheng's hand and pulled him up. Before she could say another word, the man eagerly pulled her into a tight embrace. Amidst a chorus of cheers, Tan Zheng cupped Song Ni's face with both hands and kissed her passionately. They kissed in front of everyone, and the big screen captured their blissful expressions. So cherished, so immersed. It was as if the world contained only the two of them. Tan Zheng's hands clasped Song Ni's waist, his kiss deepening. Song Ni's waist curved lower and lower. Both were deeply moved. As Tan Zheng's hands began to wander upward involuntarily, Song Ni bit him. They both came to their senses simultaneously. Foreheads touching, their ragged breaths intermingled. They looked at each other and smiled. Song Ni's lipstick was smudged, and Tan Zheng's lips and chin bore traces of it. The kiss was profoundly deep and intense. Sheng Jiang and Vivian, from somewhere, produced some petals and began showering them from above. This somewhat artificial and rustic gesture, however, enhanced the scene into a picturesque masterpiece due to Tan Zheng and Song Ni's outstanding beauty and charisma. What is romance? This is it. The subsequent arrangements continued with gusto. Song Ni had initially thought of a new project, and with Tan Zheng's dedication to his work, she expected him to be very interested. But to her surprise, in the latter half, Tan Zheng's gaze was almost entirely fixed on her. "..." "Do I look that good?" "Yes." "This was meticulously prepared for you by everyone. Wouldn't it be a disappointment if you didn't look?" Hearing this, Tan Zheng frowned, appearing somewhat conflicted. He truly wanted to watch, but with Song Ni in a wedding dress beside him, how could he remain unmoved? His eyes were disobedient, unwilling to look away. Today was Tan Zheng's birthday, and coupled with the fact that his planned proposal had turned into him being proposed to, Song Ni's heart was melting. She looked at Tan Zheng with a gaze as soft as water. Seeing Tan Zheng's conflicted expression, Song Ni leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I'll change back into my original clothes first. I'll wear it for you when we get home, okay?" The man's eyes instantly changed, from admiration and affection to desire and possessiveness. His sexy Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes blazing, staring intensely at Song Ni. "Really?" They hadn't even done anything yet, yet Song Ni had only said a single sentence, and Tan Zheng was like a fish out of water, parched and yearning for the gentle touch of love. His voice was hoarse. Song Ni's long lashes fluttered. Hearing Tan Zheng's voice, her thoughts inevitably strayed toward forbidden territory. She kissed his Adam's apple. "Really."