Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

Fang Zheng held Du Qingqing's hand tightly and suddenly asked: "What would you think if Fang Zheng didn't exist in this world?"

Du Qingqing looked at Fang Zheng nervously, "What did you say? What does it mean that Fang Zheng doesn't exist?"

Fang Zheng continued: "If Fang Zheng is not Fang Zheng, he is another person——"

Du Qingqing frowned, "You're talking nonsense - Fang Zheng is just a name. It doesn't matter if you're called Fang Zheng or anything else, anyway, I like you."

Fang Zheng suddenly hugged Du Qingqing into his arms and kissed her rudely.

Du Qingqing put her hands on Fang Zheng's shoulders and leaned softly in his arms.

After the kiss, she still said to him worriedly: "Fang Zheng, please stop talking nonsense, if there is anything, just tell me, two people can always discuss it better than one person.

Fang Zheng looked into her eyes in the light of the street lamp. Her pupils were like black grapes, crystal clear, round and sparkling.

Fang Zheng was touched. He had some unformed ideas in his mind. He didn't know what he wanted to do in the future. "Qingqing, will I delay you——"

Du Qingqing shuddered. She stared at Fang Zheng blankly, "What's wrong with you? Can you tell me what's going on?"

Fang Zheng hugged Du Qingqing tightly: "Don't ask, just let me hold you."

After saying that, he leaned on Du Qingqing's shoulder and felt moisture in the corners of his eyes.

Du Qingqing patted Fang Zheng's shoulder nervously. After a long time, she whispered, "Fang Zheng, let's get married."

Fang Zheng sniffed and quietly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands: "What——"

"I don't want to wait any longer. You're saying some incomprehensible things to me. I'm afraid—"

Fang Zheng stood up and faced her, "Qingqing——"

Du Qingqing continued, "If you really mind me using the compensation to buy a house, we can get married in our old house now. We have lived here for more than 20 years. Isn't it nice? I just want to go home and see you every day, and we can share and shoulder any burden together."

Fang Zheng was touched and kissed her forehead, "Silly, how could I wrong you so much."

Du Qingqing looked at Fang Zheng and said, "Marry someone you love, it's not a grievance."

Fang Zheng took Du Qingqing's hand and kissed her, "Then - let's discuss it with the elders first. If your mother doesn't agree, then that won't work."

Du Qingqing smiled and said, "My mother will agree."

Fang Zheng held her in his arms and touched her hair with his chin. "It would be easier for you to choose Bo Tong or Yao Anyu than to choose me—"

Du Qingqing reached out and covered his mouth: "Unless you don't like me anymore, otherwise, I will pester you for the rest of my life."

Fang Zheng hugged Du Qingqing, but his mind was actually a mess. Marriage was a big deal, Du Qingqing mentioned it many times, he couldn't keep avoiding it; He Feng's life story couldn't be just a passing remark. His last name was Zhang, and he was the son of Zhang Zhiyi. So what should he do in the future to be worthy of the people who had tried every means to save him, and also to be worthy of Zhang's ancestors.

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Song Qiaoran and Zhang Keyan's engagement ceremony was held in the banquet hall of Linyue Hotel, the highest-star hotel in Lincheng.

The engagement ceremony for the daughter of Song Siyao from Yide Pharmaceutical was naturally not going to be simple, especially since the news of this engagement had spread all over Lincheng long ago: the pharmacist's son had returned and was reuniting with the daughter of the pharmaceutical company.

In addition to family and friends, Yide’s partner companies also sent congratulatory messages to express their interest and hope to be invited to the engagement ceremony.