Chapter 143 A Secret Proposal

"Yes, that's why we decided to take you with us. That's why we came to tell you~"

"Completely insincere. You didn't even think of me at the beginning. I think of you guys in everything I do, but you guys are always behind my back. Humph, friendship over~" Song Ji-hyo's appearance made me realize that even best friends can be jealous. Because Yan Yan and I have known each other since college, we have experienced more together, so Song Ji-hyo is a bit sensitive. I understand that it's because she cares a lot about this friendship.

"I was wrong~ Next time, no, in the future, this will never happen again, I swear."

"You even swore an oath, Lin Dang. I'm very angry this time, but I'll forgive you for now because you behaved so well. However, if there's a next time, I'll sever all ties with you."

"Okay, okay, there won't be a next time."

Song Ji-hyo is like a big kid. Perhaps because she is pampered by her older brother, she has maintained the innocence of a child even though she is thirty. She dares to love and hate, and dares to act. This is what I admire most. Unlike me, I have to think things through again and again when I encounter problems.

"So when are we leaving, Friday or the weekend?" Song Ji-hyo asked me again with a smile.

"The specific time depends on my parents." I can't give her a definite answer right now because I have no idea what Zhao Zhengyu's plan is.

"Okay, then let me know when Dad and Mom have made their decision." With that, the guy scurried off.

When I entered the office, Xiao Xiao looked at me with a blank expression.

"Next week, I'll treat you to Sichuan cuisine."

"No, Sister Lin Dang, did you make a bet with Sister Song and I was the stake?"

"No, how could that be? If we're going to bet, it'll be that Cao Gang will treat us. Don't worry, your sister Song was just a little excited, don't take it to heart~" I patted Xiao Xiao, who was still confused. When I returned to my desk, Chu Zhen looked up and gave me another smile. That smile was the same as every time he was about to succeed. My heart, which I had finally managed to calm down, was disturbed again by his "lewd smile," and my face slowly started to burn.

"Chu Zhen, if you don't want to sleep in the study tonight, please put away that wicked smile." I sent a message.

"Would you like to participate in the proposal planning?" Chu Zhen added a sly smiley emoji to the end of his sentence.

He's clearly back to the original topic.

"Okay, then I'll tell you the whole story of your proposal~"

"As long as you're okay, I'm fine with it~"

I gritted my teeth and glared at Chu Zhen with hatred. He was a cunning man, the epitome of a cunning man.

I have no idea what these guys were planning. Later, Song Huai, Cao Gang, and Xiao Xiao also joined the group. Zhao Zhengyu only said that it would definitely be a proposal that Song Zhixiao would never forget, and that he would regret it for the rest of his life. Little did he know that Chu Zhen's proposal would probably be one of a kind.

The proposal was scheduled for the weekend. Chu Zhen and the others had already gone to City B on Friday, and we were arranged to return to City B on the morning of the weekend.

"Miss Song, why are you dressed like this?"

When Yan Yan and I went to pick up Song Ji-hyo, she was wearing a tracksuit, which actually looked quite nice. But if she knew she was being proposed to and dressed like that, she might have refused on the spot.

"What's wrong with this outfit? It looks fine, doesn't it? Uncle and Auntie, is this outfit weird?" Song Ji-hyo ignored Hwang Yeon-yeon and asked my parents through the car window.

"Ji-hyo, why don't you change your outfit? I remember you had a really pretty red dress~" Luckily, my mom knew about the proposal and chimed in.

"How can I look okay? Oh well, I'm here to accompany my aunt today, so I'll just wear that red dress~" Song Ji-hyo, without any guile, turned around and went back to change her clothes.

"Mom, you're so brilliant!" I gave my mom a thumbs up in admiration.

When Song Ji-hyo came down again, we were a little dazzled. Her bright red dress reached just to her knees, and her legs were long, white, and straight—the kind that even girls envy. She wore nude high heels with her fair calves. To match this outfit, she changed to bright red lipstick and let her hair down, with wavy curls tucked behind one ear. She looked like a completely different person from her previous sportswear outfit.

"Auntie, is this the dress you're talking about?" Song Ji-hyo asked my mother directly after getting into the car.

"Yes, yes, this is it. You look especially good in this dress. Auntie envies you for being young and having such good figures. Only you can pull off this dress."

"Lin Dang has a better figure than me, and her clothes look better too." Song Ji-hyo was a little embarrassed by her mother's praise.

"Dang'er is too thin, all skin and bones, she can't fill out the space."

As my mother spoke, she looked at me again, and I saw tears welling up in her eyes. I had originally wanted to be a child who wouldn't cause my parents any worry, but I never imagined that these past few years would cause them so much heartache. My parents had planned for me to start traveling and enjoy my retirement after graduation, but every now and then something happens to me, and I've lost weight again and again despite Chu Zhen's efforts to help. Now, I have to ask my parents to help take care of my child, and it pains me to see them like this.

“I get meat too. You’ve been making soup for me a lot lately, and my face has gotten rounder.” I held my mother’s hand, but my voice was a little hoarse as I suppressed the guilt in my heart.

Huang Yanyan and Song Ji-hyo bickered the whole way. I sat with my parents in the back row; it had been a long time since I'd sat alone with them like this. I used to think of myself as the third wheel, that my parents were the true love, and that I was just an accident. But after everything that's happened, I realize that I am their dearest.

When we arrived in City B, we went straight back to my home. When my parents came to City A before, they were in a bit of a rush, and there was no way to cover up the things in the house, so there was still a lot of dust. I contacted my aunt a couple of days ago, and she came over and cleaned it up. Now the house is exactly the same as when my parents were there.

The proposal was scheduled for the evening, and the group chat notified us to go to the movie theater.

"It's a cliché, the same old movie theater trick. Do you think Song Ji-hyo would agree?" Huang Yanyan picked up a glass of water, sat down on a recliner in the yard, and adopted the demeanor of an old cadre.

"My suggestion to Chu Zhen." A few days ago, Chu Zhen asked me where women generally think it would be romantic to propose, and I gave her my idea: a movie theater.

"A repressed, brooding girl." Yan Yan rolled her eyes at me.

Actually, I don't think a proposal is necessary. When a relationship reaches the point of marriage, a proposal is just an added bonus. The key is mutual understanding. Perhaps every woman wants her own romance. If I were to propose, I would hope it would be at a movie theater. No need to rent out the whole theater. Just buy two tickets, watch a movie you both like, and secretly put on the ring during the movie. Or maybe you don't even need a ring. Just hold each other's hands tightly and feel the power of the promise between your fingers. That would be the most romantic thing.