What made him feel more ridiculous was that when Ye Wei was running down the stairs, he was still under the bright star light, facing the rose rain all over the sky and kneeling devoutly on one knee while asking her, "Ye Wei, will you marry me?"
It was just a ridiculous and unrealistic dream, but he could clearly hear his irregular heartbeat, as if his heart was to rush out of the chest.
"Yes."
A voice sounded, but this ass not the voice of Ye Wei. A hand fell on his palm, which was a man's hand.
Jiang Moshen, faking the tune of a woman, said to him, "Lu, I said yes. Put the ring on me quickly! What are you waiting for?"
"Go away!"
He angrily threw Jiang Mochen away with disgust. He didn't want him to marry him. What he wanted from the beginning to the end was just Ye Wei.
Ye Wei's soft voice sounded in the air, and for a moment, it calmed all the rage in his heart.