Lu Tianxing had always thought he had a thick skin, but upon hearing this young man's words, he suddenly realized he was nothing compared to the other. It made him understand the saying about the new waves pushing the old waves onto the shore. Compared to this young man, he was truly pure. "Xiao Man, I love you, like mice love rice. Xiao Man, will you be my girlfriend? I'm willing to give you the best protection in the world." The young man simply knelt on one knee, raised his arms, and presented the flowers to Xue Man with a soft look on his face.
Xue Man's expression turned even uglier as she shouted angrily, "Get lost, I'm telling you, it's impossible between us, and besides, you're already out of hope."
"Impossible, I asked your company's people, and you clearly don't have a boyfriend."