The sound of the piano entered her ears, and also her heart.
Cheng Qi felt her vision blur for no apparent reason and when she raised her hand to wipe it, she realized she was crying.
By this time, the piano piece also reached its finale.
Jian Lianxi, dressed in a tailcoat, walked towards her with a bouquet of red roses in his hands.
He looked like a nobleman straight out of the medieval era, his calm and deep eyes only holding her existence, and as he stopped half a meter away from her, the surrounding lights brightened a little more.
Enabling Cheng Qi to see him more clearly, the usually very composed man now had a hint of panic in his eyes.
Jian Lianxi knelt on one knee, presenting the bouquet to her, with a ring encircled by the roses at the center.
"Cheng Qi, will you marry me?"
Hearing his slightly tense voice, Cheng Qi came back to her senses, stunned as she looked at the man before her.
She forgot to give him an answer momentarily.