Even though this was the fourth time Xu Chengzhi had proposed to her, including her previous life, Lin Yang's heart was beating faster than ever before.

My heart pounded with a mix of nervousness and joy.

Colorful cartoon balloons swayed in the breeze, while familiar faces around them showered them with flowers.

Red rose petals fluttered down, covering the brief path between Lin Yang and Xu Chengzhi in a thick blanket.

Xu Chengzhi knelt on one knee on the red roses, holding up a diamond ring, his eyes filled with her.

"Auntie, hurry up and agree! I've almost used up all my flowers!" Seeing Lin Yang remain silent, Xiao Zheng couldn't help but urge her on, as if he didn't care about the emperor's feelings but was anxious for her own. He was determined to ruin the romantic atmosphere.

Jiang Fan threw a punch, forcing a smile through gritted teeth, "Heh, the kid doesn't know any better, doesn't know any better. Just ignore him, treat him like he was just talking nonsense!"

Then Jiang Fan turned and glared fiercely at Xiao Zheng, speaking in a voice only the two of them could hear, "You've run out of flowers, why don't you go get more? Why did you have to say it? There's so much in the trunk, isn't that enough for you to scatter? If you don't want to scatter flowers, what do you want to do? Throw coins?"

Xiao Zheng covered his head, looking aggrieved, and was frightened by Jiang Fan's fierce appearance. "Throwing money? Throwing money is fine, but I'm afraid it will hit someone. Besides, throwing money is luxurious and not romantic!"

Jiang Fan was nearly driven mad by Xiao Zheng's innocent words, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, "You're really throwing money away?!"

"..." Xiao Zheng paused for a few seconds before finally realizing what was happening. "You're insulting me?! Even my aunt has never called me a loser, and you're calling me a loser? Do you believe I'll bite you to death?!"

"You dare to bite me and see what happens?" Jiang Fan disdainfully lifted his eyelids, not even bothering to look at Xiao Zheng.

Then, the next second...

"Aaaaah! Damn it! Are you a dog or what?! Will you let go or not?! If you don't let go, I'll shoot you, you believe me?!" Jiang Fan's arm was bitten hard by Xiao Zheng, and the flower basket in his hand rolled to the ground.

Bright red rose petals were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

"I won't let go!" Xiao Zheng said indistinctly, clinging tightly to Jiang Fan's long arm, which was tattooed with a dragon.

"Are you going to let go or not?" Jiang Fan was also furious at Xiao Zheng's audacious move, and pulled out a black gun from his waistband with his other hand.

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against Xiao Zheng's temple, and the bullet clicked into the chamber.

Brother Jiang has been in the underworld for so many years, and no one has ever dared to mess with him.

Xiao Zheng was the first.

He was also the first one who didn't want to die.

"You think you can get away with this? You're dreaming!" Xiao Zheng still held onto Jiang Fan's heavily tattooed arm and refused to let go.

Jiang Fan had lost all patience listening to his unclear speech and having to translate.

He pressed the gun harder against Xiao Zheng's temple, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I said! You think I'm afraid of you just because you have a toy gun? Dream on! Do you understand?! You idiot!" Xiao Zheng let go, drooling as he explained what he had just said, and then tried to bite the tattooed arm again.

Jiang Fan swiftly pressed the dark muzzle of the gun against Xiao Zheng's teeth. "Come any closer, and your dog mouth will be gone in the next second, try it?"

The initiative was in Jiang Fan's hands. When he said this, he smiled in a very roguish way, as arrogant as a local thug.

Oh, he was a thug to begin with.