Chapter 169 Proposal
Assistant Shao, who was driving, suddenly twitched his eyelids, and the next moment, he grinned.
He'll definitely go and take credit from President Tan later.
Mingxian on the other end of the phone was also stunned for a moment. She didn't say anything else, but asked her daughter gently, "Have you thought it through?"
Lin Zaoyi's gaze drifted out the window, but her tone was extremely firm. "I've made up my mind."
Mingxian: "Then go ahead, Mom will wait for you to come back to Xiyuan to celebrate."
After hanging up the phone, my colleague asked with a smile, "Mr. Ming, what's the good news?"
"My daughter is getting married."
Upon hearing this, the senior executives exchanged glances. They had all heard some things about the fact that President Ming's daughter's boyfriend was Tan Zhaojing, the boss of Zhongcheng. Actually, it wasn't anything special, but the relationship... well, it was still a bit awkward.
However, seeing how composed Mr. Ming was, it would seem petty for them to show surprise. One of them took the lead in congratulating him, and then the others followed suit.
Mingxian smiled and nodded, "Thank you all on behalf of my daughter."
On the other side of the city.
Assistant Shao rushed as fast as he could but was still late. With Miss Lin there, the boss's tone was quite gentle, "Don't worry, I'm at the TI exit."
"Okay, we'll be there after the traffic light."
About five or six minutes later, Tan Zhaojing's gaze fell upon a slender figure.
He stepped forward to meet her, and within seconds, a soft, warm feeling was in his arms. "Tan Zhaojing..."
Her voice sounded like she was about to cry.
He cupped her head in his hands, and sure enough, the corners of her eyes were red.
His brow furrowed involuntarily. "Why are you crying?"
He immediately looked toward his assistant.
Assistant Shao, half a meter away: "..."
Don't glare at me, you'll thank me later.
"Tan Zhaojing," Lin Zaoyi called softly to the man before her.
"I am here."
Lin Zaoyi stepped out of the embrace and handed over the sticky note she had been clutching the whole way, "I want to make a wish..."
Her gentle voice, tinged with a faint sob, softened Tan Zhaojing's heart. He reached out and took her hand. "Tell me, you'll agree to anything except leaving me."
Lin Zaoyi lifted her eyelids and looked into those deep eyes, her eyes starting to burn again.
She held back her tears and said, "I want... you to marry me, is that okay?"
That way, she can spend her whole life telling him that he is very important to her.
Tan Zhaojing was completely stunned. Before she finished speaking, he had thought of the requests she might make, but he never expected it to be marriage.
He leaned down, supporting her shoulders, and asked gently, "Why so suddenly?"
“It wasn’t sudden.” Lin Zaoyi shook her head, then choked up. “It’s just… I just wanted to get married. Tan Zhaojing, you should know I’m very petty.”
Tan Zhaojing thought the girl misunderstood him as rejecting him, but how could he reject her?
Marrying her was something he had always wanted to do.
Before I could explain, she spoke first, "So small that you haven't been able to squeeze in since you came in two years ago."
The sweet words caught Shao's assistant off guard, and to avoid being forced to eat dog food again, he decided to roll into the car.
The male secretary behind the boss at the same station waved and gestured with his chin toward the parking lot.
The male secretary was reluctant to leave. The scene of his boss being proposed to was so exciting, it would be a pity to miss it. But since Assistant Shao had already spoken, he couldn't gossip anymore, so he picked up his suitcase and left.
The sound of the wheels did not disturb the two of them; at that moment, they only had eyes for each other.
Tan Zhaojing was at a loss once again. In just one minute, he experienced being at a loss twice. The five fingers holding her shoulders loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.
After a brief moment of speechlessness, he curled his lips into a smile, a hint of amusement in his eyes, but his voice was hoarse. "I can't agree."
The person in front of me trembled, their eyelashes fluttering and their lips shaking uncontrollably; they were clearly about to cry.
"How stupid is that?"
Before her tears fell, Tan Zhaojing took out a ring from his pocket, stepped back, and knelt on one knee. "You took my job, how could I agree to that?"
Lin Zaoyi stopped crying and started laughing.
Under the sunlight, Tan Zhaojing raised his head and looked intently at the girl in front of him. "I was petty before you. Whether it was love at first sight or lust at first sight, I only know that from that time on, my heart became smaller and smaller, so small that I only wanted to keep you by my side."
He was once in a slump; what exactly did he mean to her?
Can be discarded at any time?
I've asked myself more than once if she's the only one for me.
She's just trying to deceive herself; she's nothing special.
But in the end, he still lost; he couldn't live without her.
"So Lin Zaoyi—"
He spoke again, "Will you marry me?"
Looking around, he chuckled slightly, "The location is rushed, so I'll just give a reluctant nod for now."
The airport passengers had not yet dispersed when they saw someone proposing marriage and involuntarily stopped and turned to look.
A few clear-headed girls showed a hint of disdain in their eyes; this marriage proposal was far too hasty.
There wasn't a single flower.
But when she saw the man take out the ring, she seemed less disdainful. If it wasn't made of glass, it did seem somewhat sincere.
Lin Zaoyi finally couldn't hold back her tears, which fell one by one.
She nodded, her voice choked with emotion, "Okay..."
Her left hand was supported, and the next moment, a ring was slipped onto her ring finger. She unconsciously turned the ring; the size was just right.
A gentle, warm voice sounded in my ear, "I took your measurements while you were asleep. Just make do with the style for now, wait—"
"I like it," she replied, her voice trembling with tears. "I really like it."
Tan Zhaojing smiled; at that moment, he felt very content.
Cheers erupted from the crowd: "Congratulations, Mr. Tan!"
It was sent by Assistant Shao.
Assistant Shao had originally planned to avoid the situation, but seeing his boss kneeling down, he felt he had to step in as part of the atmosphere-building team and help his boss out.
The male secretary followed up, "President Tan, may you have a son soon!"
Then, onlookers near the station also offered their blessings.
Tan Zhaojing hugged his wife, whose nose was red and whose eyes were still brimming with tears. After wiping away the excess moisture from her face, he smiled and nodded to everyone, "Thank you."
Among the crowd was a reporter, whose professional instincts allowed her to immediately recognize who was proposing.
After taking a few steps closer, I said, "Mr. Tan, I'm a reporter from the Beijing News. In light of your successful proposal today, could you please give me the opportunity for an exclusive interview?"
She knew that Tan Zhaojing never gave exclusive interviews; that was in the past. These days, weekly magazines were filled with news about him.
That's why I'm taking the liberty of giving it a try.
Lin Zaoyi subconsciously looked at someone. She remembered that Tan Zhaojing had said that he did not accept exclusive interviews because he did not want to deal with them. Now that he had set a precedent for her, she was afraid that such dealing with them would continue in the future.
A clear, crisp voice came through, "I'm sorry, my interview can only be conducted by my wife."
Her heart skipped a beat. What was supposed to be a perfectly normal, perfunctory response made her heart pound, as if someone had forcibly stuffed a packet of popping candy into her mouth.
It crackled and popped incessantly, sweet and thrilling.
Mrs…
Tan Zhaojing's wife.
She likes this nickname.
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