Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

It was him who caused her to be hurt, and it was he who broke up first.

Why does she have such a short memory?

Zhou Puyao grabbed his sleeve and urged him silently.

Duan Qiongyu's eyes fell on the hand she was holding on to him, and he quickly raised his head, holding back the moisture in his eyes, and waited for a few seconds before speaking.

His voice was hoarse and trembling: "Do you still want me?"

She couldn't pretend that nothing happened and didn't mention anything.

He is a man and cannot let her be wronged.

The hurt is real and cannot be let go without mentioning it.

What the injured person needs most is not just an apology, but more importantly, making amends as much as possible.

Zhou Puyao looked at him, her smiling eyes froze for a few seconds.

Then I heard him continue: "I'm sorry for not protecting you."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to break up with you."

"I'm sorry it took me so long to see you again."

Their eyes met, and they only had each other in their eyes.

The person who originally pretended that nothing happened turned red as he apologized one after another, his smile was replaced by grievance, and his lips were pursed tightly and lost all color.

How could you not feel aggrieved!

Duan Qiongyu looked at the grievance in her eyes, and his heart ached as if it was being squeezed. Big tears dripped from the edges of his eyes, and he subconsciously turned his head and stretched out his hand to wipe her eyes.

The next second, the person standing in front of him threw himself into his arms, buried his face in his chest, and shed tears freely.

The sobs grew from small to loud, and Duan Qiongyu took a deep breath and held her tightly in his arms.

He had accumulated so much virtue in his previous life to meet such a good woman.

The night was completely white, and the snow that had stopped for a short time fell again and landed on the two of them.

After a while, the man in his arms finally raised his head, his eyes and nose red.

She withdrew from his arms, and Duan Qiongyu dropped his hands by his side, waiting helplessly for her answer.

Until I saw her gesticulating and saying yes

The whole person breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, lowered his head, and gasped a few times.

On the snowy night, he looked at her and whispered, "Are you sure?"

"I won't let you be separated even if I die this time."

Zhou Puyao did not hesitate for a second and nodded firmly.

"Okay." His breath turned into white mist as he spoke.

Duan Qiongyu looked at her and said, "There is something in your pocket, take it out."

Zhou Puyao heard that the sleeves were very long. She put her hand into her pocket and touched it. She noticed the shape of the thing. She paused and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Duan Qiongyu.

With uncertainty and surprise in his eyes, Duan Qiongyu smiled and silently encouraged her to take out the things.

Zhou Puyao's hand stretched out from his pocket, with the palm of his hand facing up, a black velvet box in the shape of a dome.

She looked at him and asked silently.

Duan Qiongyu took the box from her palm and opened it to her. The three-carat blue diamond ring shone brightly under the street lights on the snowy night, dazzling but soft.

Zhou Puyao looked at the ring, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Duan Qiongyu continued: "This ring should have been worn on your hand ten years ago."

"But then it stayed there for ten years."

Looking at the soft light of the ring, he said: "I don't understand this, but you like blue. I thought you would like it very much, but I didn't have time to show it to you."

"We just got separated."

Listening to his words, Zhou Puyao's eyes moved away from the ring and fell on the black velvet box containing it.

She didn't know how many times he had taken this box in the past ten years. The black velvet had lost its luster and was obviously old.

Duan Qiongyu didn't know what she was thinking, but he patiently held the box.

Zhou Puyao reached out and took out the ring from the box. The ring was engraved with the texture of Yao flowers and had her initials inside.

Duan Qiongyu originally thought she was taking it out to look at, but he saw her looking at it carefully for two seconds before putting it on her hand with a smile.

He looked at her in astonishment. Zhou Puyao put it on her middle finger first. She was obviously stunned for a second when she found that the size was not suitable.

Then the hand holding the ring trembled slightly, visible to the naked eye. She took the ring off her middle finger and put it on her ring finger.

After a tentative push, it went in completely and the size fit perfectly.

She raised her hand, with the back of her hand facing him, and moved her fingers to show him.

The hand wearing the ring gestured: "Does it look good?"

She responded with a firm hug.

Duan Qiongyu put his cheek against her ear and laughed hoarsely: "Are you stupid?"

He said: "They say that the rings for proposals, engagements and weddings are all different."

"But from the beginning I was making wedding rings."

The person in his arms struggled out and said to him: Tomorrow is Thursday

Duan Qiongyu didn't react.

I saw her continuing to gesture: The Civil Affairs Bureau hasn't had a holiday yet.

After a night of ups and downs of emotions, the heart she was leading stopped again at this moment. Duan Qiongyu looked at him intently.

Zhou Puyao's deer-eyes bent down. This time it was me who asked. She gestured: Are you getting married?

At the end of the year.

The snow was falling heavily, and the two kissed passionately under the street lamp.

Zhou Puyao heard him say hoarsely: "Why wouldn't you want to?"

"Ten years is too long, and my days are like years."

There was no hope in these ten years. He couldn't see her, but he missed her.

A home that belongs to them is ten years late.

In the venue, the two people who attracted attention left. Han Yunchu watched Zhou Puyao pulling the person away, with sincere wishes in his eyes. Such a good girl must be happy.

How can people who love each other not be together?

Quan Yu, who was hiding in the corner, was surprised for a moment when he heard Duan Qiongyu's humble begging.

It wasn't until this moment that he took a formal look at Zhou Puyao. It turned out that this was the person he had hidden in his heart.

Duan Qiongyu was in the army from the time he fell in love to the time they broke up. When he came back during his vacation, he didn't see him taking his girlfriend out to have snacks with a few friends.

She was so well hidden that none of them had heard of his girlfriend since they were young.

But everyone knows that he has changed a lot since he got together with that girl, and he deliberately broke off the messy circles he used to have.

A lot calmer.

I also know that after the breakup, he lived a different life. Even though it seemed normal these years, he had never forgotten it in his heart. He just learned to hide his thoughts.

It was also from that time that the notorious second generation ancestor of the Duan family disappeared among the young masters in Beijing. When he reappeared, he had taken over the family business and became the famous fourth master of the Duan family.

With no one in sight, Quan Yu withdrew his gaze, returning to playing and having fun. He hoped from the bottom of his heart that Duan Qiongyu would get what he wanted.

He has had a hard time these years.

He was originally here for Duan Qiongyu, but now that he has left, Quan Yu no longer needs to stay here. Just as he was about to get up, Assistant Liu, who was reluctant to record the video, took his mobile phone and asked excitedly with a curious look on his face: "Mr. Quan, do you want me to go out and record?"

Quan Yu......