In the end, Song Qingyu had no choice but to uphold the mentality of being at peace when he came, and decided to just leave him alone, so as to save himself from being poor and nervous and unhappy at all!
Seeing that Mo Beiyan was still busy for a while, Song Qingyu also knew that he had dedicated this time to come over, and it must have taken up his working time. After all, Ruan Zhengling has not yet returned to the company, and most of the group's affairs have fallen on Mo Beiyan.
Ruan Zhengling is not the only vice president of the group, but the most trustworthy person is missing the job, which is undoubtedly a relatively large loss for Mo Beiyan. He must put more effort into his work.
Therefore, Song Qingyu reads in the seat next to him instead of quarreling him.
As the plane took off, Song Qingyu was a little drowsy.
"Sleepy? Go to the bedroom and sleep for a while." Mo Beiyan reached out and touched her head.
Song Qingyu did not refuse either: "Yeah."
When the book is about to be put away, stand up and go to the bedroom.
He didn't mean to keep up, and he was still working hard with his head down, which surprised Song Qingyu very much.
This guy is very unusual!
Knowing that I couldn't ask, Song Qingyu didn't ask too much, but went straight into the bedroom.
She had taken the Mo family's private jet many times, and Song Qingyu also knew well about this Mo Beiyan's exclusive bedroom.
As soon as I entered the door, I found something was wrong!
**With big red sheets and quilts, what rhythm is this!
In the middle of the bed sheet, there was a huge box, a pink round box the size of a twenty-inch cake, which Song Qingyu could see at a glance.
The corner of her lips twitched slightly. It seemed that this was the surprise that Mo Beiyan had prepared for her mysteriously for several days
Song Qingyu thought about it for a while, and sat down to open the big box with face.
When the box opened, it turned out to be a bouquet of roses!
Ninety-nine gorgeous red roses look tacky, but no girl can refuse such beauty.
Song Qingyu's face was full of smiles, and she couldn't hold such a big bunch of flowers! In the end, I had to give up.
When she looked closer, she found a small box made of elegant purple velvet fabric among the flowers. As soon as this kind of jewelry box entered Song Qingyu's eyes, she realized something!
It seems that Uncle Mo has been studying for a few years and has achieved something in terms of emotional intelligence!
Song Qingyu reached out and opened the jewellery box. It turned out to be a ring!
Moreover, it is right ring!
It's not particularly gorgeous. He has given away both the dove egg ring and the priceless jewellery, but this time the ring is so simple that it can be said to be plain!
It's just two platinum rings with no diamonds on them!
What kind of routine is this
However, Song Qingyu was very pleased.
"Do you like it?" The man's low voice came from behind.
Song Qingyu turned her head slightly to look at him, smiled and asked, "How much is this ring? More than one thousand? Two thousand?"
She deliberately said with emotion: "I can't imagine, Young Master Mo, who actually gave such a cheap ring to his fiancee?"
Mo Beiyan knew that she was teasing deliberately and was not angry. He smiled and said, "What a noble ring is given to you, you don't necessarily wear it. The proposal ring was worn before our formal wedding, and you must wear it to me. Going in and out is too gorgeous and not suitable, and you won't wear it every day. So, I picked the most inconspicuous. Now you have no reason not to wear a ring."
Song Qing: "..."
The corners of her lips twitched: "Dare to love you or scheming boy!"
In order to prevent her from refusing to wear the ring, she chose such a simple classic model!
However, he was really right. She would put those gorgeous rings on the shelf when she bought them back. On the contrary, she would wear the easiest style to go in and out instead.
Mo Beiyan smiled and walked towards her, took the ring box, and took out the female ring.
He didn't kneel down to propose, but looked at her while holding the ring, his eyes full of pious questions: "Miss Song Qingyu, would you marry me?"
The presents given before were basically given to her named Bai Qingyu.
Song Qingyu is the object of the proposal now.
Song Qingyu pressed the corners of her lips to hold back her smile, tilted her head and asked, "What good will I do if I marry you?"
"I have a net worth of tens of billions, and it is yours to marry me." Mo Beiyan had already prepared herself for all kinds of difficulties.
Song Qingyu asked again: "No matter how much money, I can spend so much. Ten billion in net worth is wasted to me, and I can't use it up. It's not attractive."
With that, she also shook her head regretfully.
Mo Beiyan was not angry either, and said, "I look good and have a good figure. You have personally experienced it. If you don't believe it, touch it again?"
Song Qingyu almost laughed, this guy touts that he has spared no effort, shameless!
She smiled sullly and said, "Well, that's okay. But it's still not enough."
Mo Beiyan smiled and said, "After marrying me, you will have one more to obey you. You can beat you when you fight, you can support you when you walk sideways, and you can warm your bed at night. , Three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends to satisfy you, is that enough?"
Song Qingyu finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Mo Beiyan, can you be more amusing?"
Mo Beiyan's face suddenly became serious: "I didn't tease you, what I said is true!"
"Yeah." Song Qingyu nodded, don't annoy him at this juncture, just follow him a little bit.
"Then are you marrying or not?" Mo Beiyan was a little anxious.
He designed the routine, why doesn't she get it!
She knew that he was proposing, and the answer must be yes, but she didn't follow his path, and he was still a little nervous, for fear that she would not agree!
Song Qingyu pursed her lips and asked: "If I say not to marry..."
Before she finished speaking, Mo Beiyan suddenly rushed towards her.
Behind him were ninety-nine roses, and Song Qingyu was overwhelmed by the roses with a strong blow by him, and the beautiful flowers were all crushed into dregs!
Song Qing: "..."
But Mo Beiyan didn't care about those, holding her hand, said: "Stretch out and put on the ring! If you dare to refuse, I will chop off your fingers, put on the ring and put it in the safe!"
Song Qing: "..."
It's really anxious to jump over the wall, he can speak such words!
Also drunk.
However, since he is in such a hurry, she better not provoke him, and said softly: "Brother Mo, the stem of this flower is so hard that it hurts my back!"
Poor, gentle, soft tone, which man can stand it
Mo Beiyan's expression changed, he quickly turned over and helped her up, nervously picked up the clothes behind her, and said, "Is it hurt?"
As for the rose squashed by the weight of the two, he didn't bother to look at it.
Song Qingyu was a little helpless.
Isn't it a surprise he prepared carefully? He didn't even pay attention to it at all!
To put it bluntly, no matter how good your emotional intelligence is, now you can only make a score of six to seventy points!
"It's all red." Mo Beiyan focused all of his attention on Song Qingyu's back. He rubbed the place where her rose stalks had been poked red, and looked down at her with apologetic eyes: "I'm sorry."
This kind of loyal dog character, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are filled with love, how can Song Qingyu be tense
She stretched out her arms around his neck, gave him a heavy kiss on his chin, and said, "Brother Mo, I love you."
The apology was exchanged for a confession. Mo Beiyan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted to his super IQ, and immediately raised the ring he had been holding in his hand and asked, "Then put the ring on?"