Chapter 243 Finale
Early June.

Mrs. Chen’s birthday falls on the weekend.

Early in the morning, Uncle Ming sent someone to deliver the new seasonal models of various brands to Deep Water Bay for Liang Weining to choose from.

In fact, her mind was not on the clothes.

Staying up late last night made me feel exhausted. I lay in Mr. Chen's arms with sleepy eyes and complained weakly: "How can I face people when we go to Taiping Mountain later?"

chuckle.

The man leaned against the head of the bed, stroking the girl's hair with one hand.

She flipped through the documents slowly and gave a suggestion in a low voice: "Wear a cheongsam, the neckline can be covered."

"No." The person in his arms refused.

"Then relax and don't worry about the opinions of your elders."

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Liang Weining was indignant and muttered, "You're not the one who's shy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the papers stopped turning.

She subconsciously looked up, but before she could open her mouth, she saw Mr. Chen had put down the documents and used his hand to lift her long hair that was scattered around her neck.

There are two traces in total, very obvious.

My younger sister was not well behaved last night and deliberately provoked others, which resulted in her getting a severe "teaching".

Chen Jingyuan gently rolled over the red marks on his skin with his fingertips. He felt both distressed and amused. "Apply some medicine after dinner. I'll ask Uncle Ming to find a solution."

"Does he have a way?"

"Give it a try."

Oh.

He does evil things himself and makes the housekeeper worry about it. This is Mr. Chen's bandit logic.

Uncle Ming is not omnipotent.

As it turns out, it really works.

At around eight o'clock, a high-end little black dress from the international brand KAST was delivered to Liang Weining.

The half-high collar and tulle design neither feels restrictive nor restrictive and can provide coverage.

really.

Never underestimate a senior butler who is over 50 years old and walking on the edge of fashion.

You know, Mr. Chen's food, clothing and daily expenses for more than 30 years have all been taken care of by Uncle Ming. The above request is simply too easy for him.

We arrived at Taiping Mountain just after ten o'clock.

There were not many guests at the banquet today, all of them were Mrs. Chen's close friends, including the wife of the Zhang Group, and her eldest daughter Zhang Ruohan accompanied her up the mountain.

As a working class person, Liang Weining rarely experiences such occasions.

Having no experience doesn't mean you will be rude.

Due to her natural temperament and with Mrs. Chen's support, even a girl from an ordinary family is not inferior to any of the daughters of famous families present.

"How long have Miss Liang and Mr. Chen known each other?"

The questioner was Mrs. Zhang.

Regardless of the psychological reasons, after all, the Zhang family has worked hard for many years and has always wanted to send their eldest daughter to the Chen family. Now that a female secretary has appeared halfway, it is normal for them to feel unwilling.

Unexpectedly, the little girl said calmly, "It has been six years and ten months since we first met."

More than six years?
Everyone looked at each other.

According to the calculation of time, the woman had just turned eighteen when they met?
Liang Weining laid a smoke bomb and had no intention of explaining. Uncle Yuan happened to come over and say that the card room had been set up and asked the ladies to move to the backyard.

Mrs. Chen cast an approving look at the housekeeper, knowing that the old man had shown up at the perfect moment to rescue the little girl.

It must have been instructed by the person in the study.

It is not difficult to see that the future daughter-in-law, although young, has already won the hearts of the Chen family.

Now he has a new identity: the chairman’s chess friend.

Whether to play cards with the ladies in the circle or play chess in the study, Mrs. Chen could predict the answer without asking any questions.

A group of people walked towards the backyard. Miss Zhang stayed at the end and called out to Liang Weining who was about to leave.

The scene is familiar.

The other party handed over the invitation to the concert, and Wen Wan smiled: "This time there are two, I wish you all the best."

He reached out and took it.

I glanced down at the date and saw that it was at the end of this month and the venue was the Minato Cultural Center/Concert Hall.

Miss Zhang treated Liang Weining with courtesy, so she was naturally friendly as well.

I accepted the invitation and said that I would definitely go to the event if I had time.

"Does Mr. Chen agree?"

Although it was inappropriate, Zhang Ruohan still asked the question for some unknown reason.

She was worried that if the man knew about this, he would misunderstand her and think she had ulterior motives.

The ladies from aristocratic families are noble in nature and don't want people to think they are clingy, pitiful and pathetic.

Liang Weining did not speculate too much on the other party's thoughts, and only said: "It's not certain for the time being. I will consult Chen Jingyuan's wishes first. It's up to him whether to go or not."

"I thought Mr. Chen would indulge you at all times."

The girl smiled slightly and said, "But there are some things that I must listen to him."

For example, whether or not to attend a female suitor’s concert.

To put it simply, I am confident and open-minded.

This is the person he likes.

Having said this, Zhang Ruohan's frustrations that had been building up in her heart dissipated and she felt completely relieved.

No matter how hard you try, it will be futile if you don't get something that doesn't belong to you.

Truth always exists. But in this world, there are too many people trapped by obsession, and only a few are willing to walk out.

Zhang Ruohan is very lucky.

At least she still has a chance to start a new life.

The birthday party ended at two o'clock in the afternoon.

After seeing off all the guests, Mrs. Chen took the little girl to the front hall and delivered a message, "Half an hour ago, I talked to your mother on the phone. She suggested that we set the meeting place for the two families in the port area. It just so happens that she and your father also want to come and experience the place where you have lived for six years."

It’s very similar to Teacher Xie’s style.

Liang Weining nodded after listening, saying that the matters concerning his parents' visit to Hong Kong were all decided by the elders.
Just as I was about to ask, Mrs. Chen smiled warmly and said, "July 7st, three good things come together."

stunned.

Three joys?

If you think about it carefully, it is true.

In fact, Liang Weining only guessed two things correctly.

Another joy was the exclusive romance that Mr. Chen brought her.

time flies.

At ten o'clock in the morning on July 7st, the troops were divided into two groups.

Tai Ping Shan sent a special car to the airport to pick up Liang's parents. Uncle Yuan personally accompanied them all the way on behalf of the Chen couple.

On the other hand, it was the anniversary celebration of China Hong Kong Group's listing. As executive directors and core senior executives of the company, the two parties were both busy.

After hanging up the phone with her mother, Liang Weining returned to the celebration site, stood in the middle of the crowd, and listened attentively to Mr. Chen's anniversary speech above.

Everything was in order.

But as the party was drawing to a close, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly dimmed. Almost in an instant, the heat in my ears faded away, and the surroundings fell into a tacit silence.

Then, a melodious violin melody sounded.

At some point, Mr. Chen had a bouquet of bright roses in his hand. He walked calmly down from the podium and headed towards the center of the banquet hall.

The crowd automatically divided into two sides.

As the distance got closer, the lights came on again, shining on the man's noble and tall body, making it seem that every step he took was solemn and sacred.

Liang Weining's heartbeat had already stopped.

The slender figure stood there, motionless. Even her thoughts, which were active just a moment ago, were now completely frozen out of control.

Until the powerful man took out the ring from his heart and slowly knelt on one knee in front of the girl.

He was proposing to her.

Realizing this, tears welled up in his eyes.

Chen Jingyuan said in a low voice: "Ningning, marry me."

At the same time, the extremely restrained atmosphere around them suddenly burst out like a flood.

The men's excitement overwhelmed the women's moved envy and trance.

Liang Weining was reluctant to let Mr. Chen kneel for even one more second. With tears on her cheeks, she softly stretched out her hand and let the man put the diamond ring on her finger.

The ceremony is completed.

The girl bent down and took Mr. Chen's hand, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, she took her fiancé and ran straight to the elevator without caring about anything.

Where to go?

Go to the top floor.

doing what?
kiss.

The two of them understood each other tacitly that even without the proposal, she would be willing to marry him.

But the premise of the decision was that Mr. Chen wanted his sister to have no regrets in his life. It was also to announce to the world that from now on, Liang Weining was his, Chen Jingyuan's, wife.

The three words "I do" were crushed and reassembled in the hot kiss.

Pouring out again and again, and blending into each other's breath again and again.

She said that she would give Mr. Chen relatively fair love.

Love means respect and response.

Once you make a promise, you will never break it.

The sun is shining brightly at noon.

In front of the clean and bright floor-to-ceiling window, Liang Weining was hugged by Mr. Chen.

As far as the eye can see, the scenery is magnificent and spectacular.

With the China Hong Kong Building as the center, giant proposal messages were projected on the advertising screens of high-rise buildings within a radius of ten kilometers.

Mr. Chen probably used all his high-profile efforts in this life for this.

Appreciate it quietly for a while.

Liang Weining's thoughts turned slightly, and she raised her head and asked softly, "Besides proposing marriage, what else is there?"

Today is also another special day.

How could I forget.

A warm kiss fell on her forehead, and Chen Jingyuan said lovingly, "Happy birthday, Mrs. Chen."

Have to admit.

In fact, what I want to hear most is the three key words circled.

The little girl closed her eyes happily, smiled sweetly, and threw herself back into the man's arms.

The road to marriage is long.

Mr. Chen, please give me your guidance for the rest of my life.
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　Proposing is simple, but it is necessary. The main article ends here, and the extra chapter will begin tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)