110 "The restored proposal ceremony."

Everyone in the box looked up at Xiao Rong, including Qi Zhi, whose dark gaze also fell on her.

A rough, oppressive gaze.

But Xiao Rong tried hard to ignore it. She pulled out the person following her and secretly glared at him.

He quickly greeted them: "Hi, everyone, I'm from Xiao Rong..."

"...Cough." Xiao Rong coughed.

The tall boy immediately changed his tone: "Rongrong's friends, you can just call me Xiaochen. Sorry to bother you!"

Although Meng Liyue hadn't realized what was going on, she was very cooperative: "Don't bother me. The captain is treating us today anyway."

Li Fuzheng leaned back, exchanged glances with her, and nodded in agreement: "Well, I won't bother you."

There was a small round table in the box with only four chairs. The seat next to Qi Zhi happened to be empty.

Now that there was one more person, the waiter came in quickly to add a chair, and Xiao Rong sat next to him.

The boy who followed her was on the other side of her.

"It's a bit cold in here with the air conditioner on. Can you put on my coat?"

As soon as I sat down, the boy started asking me about my well-being.

Xiao Rong was wearing a red halter dress with floral patterns today. Her fair skin was perfectly matched by this color, which revealed her collarbone and slender arms. It was indeed a bit cold as she was close to the air outlet of the air conditioner.

“The temperature could be turned up a bit.”

Qi Zhi, who had no reaction before, suddenly spoke.

Without waiting for Xiao Rong to say anything, he found the air conditioner remote control with an expressionless face, adjusted the temperature, and returned to his cold and indifferent attitude.

The business of getting dressed was also interrupted.

"How did your test go today?"

“Not bad.”

"It will be my turn soon." Xiao Rong sighed.

They were chatting casually when the food they ordered was delivered to the private room. She had just picked up her chopsticks when Xiaochen next to her immediately asked her attentively, "Do you want to eat shrimp? This sturgeon is also good."

Meng Liyue suddenly became curious: "You are younger than Xiao Rong, right?"

"Yes, I am twenty-two."

"At this age, not bad..." She raised her lips, just wanting to make a teasing remark, but Li Fuzheng next to her gave her a cold look.

The man's big hand was placed on her leg without leaving any trace, and the temperature was scalding.

Meng Liyue's cheeks began to feel hot and she quickly moved his hand away.

Li Fuzheng snorted lightly.

Since coming here today, Xiao Rong has basically not had any direct eye contact with Qi Zhi, and has deliberately avoided his gaze.

She didn't know whether he cared about her or not, so she could only try not to care.

Qi Zhi was a man of few words and just ate his meal in silence.

"By the way, that day... were Qi Zhi and his group the ones doing the training? Xiao Rong, have you asked him?"

Meng Liyue brought the topic to them.

Qi Zhi raised his head slightly and looked to his side.

From the beginning, Xiao Rong had been whispering something with the young boy next to her.

He had good hearing, and even though they were talking in a low volume, he could still hear clearly that they were discussing what movie to watch after dinner.

Qi Zhi realized at that moment that he hadn't been to the cinema for a long time, and even his entertainment life was pitifully scarce.

His world basically consists of training, missions, and everything related to airplanes.

Xiao Rong is different. Her eyes are always bright, she is full of energy and has plenty of fun in her life.

"Did you ask? I don't remember."

When Xiao Rong answered, he did not look at Qi Zhi.

She did not continue to seek answers, and quickly shifted her attention to talking to Meng Liyue about the bad things that happened at work in the past two days.

"These pilots have so many excuses for taking off earlier. One moment they say the tug truck is running out of gas, the next moment they say there is a VIP on the plane. They didn't inform us in advance. How big of a VIP could that be? Everyone should just wait in line!"

Meng Liyue suppressed her laughter and nudged Li Fuzheng beside her with her elbow: "I'm talking about you."

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "I never make excuses."

The lunch didn't take long, and since none of them drank alcohol, the meal was soon over.

Meng Liyue glanced around and asked Xiao Rong: "Did you drive?"

“It’s open.”

"...Okay, go back early."

Xiao Chen stood up and said, "Let's go watch a movie later, and I'll take her home after that."

Xiao Rong acquiesced.

Meng Liyue and Li Fuzheng walked out hand in hand, casually glancing at Qi Zhi's reaction.

Unfortunately, he must be a man who can keep his composure sufficiently, so no matter whether there is any disturbance at this moment, no clues will be noticed.

When he arrived at the gate, a car came to pick up Qi Zhi and he returned to the team.

"Leave."

He got into the car, and before closing the door, his eyes paused for a moment and then quickly looked away.

The jeep went away in the darkness. On the way home, Li Fuzheng asked casually, "Who was that person?"

"You are talking about Xiao Chen, Xiao Rong's cousin."

Li Fuzheng: "..."

"I also think this method is a bit bad, but Xiao Rong is at a loss. If she doesn't do this, how can she know whether Qi Zhi is interested in her?"

He remained noncommittal. If it were him, he would definitely not do that.

He would only realize that he was paying too much attention to Meng Liyue when he hadn't fallen in love with her yet, and he would immediately put her in his own sphere.

Looking back now, he made the right decision.

Otherwise...if that blind but lucky man realizes something and plans to take advantage of Meng Liyue again, he will be in trouble.

After returning home, Li Fuzheng rarely stopped pestering Meng Liyue. She thought that since she had finished the exam, he would definitely take this opportunity to become even more powerful.

But I found that he was staring at his mobile phone and I didn't know what he was busy with.

"……husband?"

Li Fuzheng was lying on the sofa. As soon as Meng Liyue came over, he put down his phone and held her in his arms: "What's wrong, baby?"

"It's OK."

Meng Liyue placed her fingertips on his chest, slowly drawing circles.

She moved closer again, her breath spraying on the man's Adam's apple.

Then, I saw the sharp movement very clearly and knew that he was forbearing and restraining himself.

Meng Liyue's mood improved, and she didn't bother to care about the reason for his strange behavior. She stood up and said, "I'm going to sleep. You can take your time with your work..."

And was pulled back with force.

He circled her, staring at her with dark and intense eyes: "You want to run away after provoking me?"

All her requests for mercy were devoured.

These days, Li Fuzheng has been busy with the same thing.

How to propose to her.

The process that he skipped without thinking at that time, now became a process that he felt he owed Meng Liyue, so he had to make up for it.

The necessary sense of ceremony cannot be missing.

Meng Liyue had no idea that when he took her to the Airport Park, she simply thought that he just wanted to camp with her somewhere where they could watch planes take off and land.

Until she saw that the area closest to the airport runway was covered with grass and flowers, accompanied by the roar of an Airbus A330 breaking through the sky, Li Fuzheng knelt on one knee in front of her.