Quick Transmigration: The Female Lead Arrives—Sidekicks, Step Back! - Chapter 1712
[Chapter 1712 False school grass VS true school flower (sixty-seven)]
It was a very beautiful necklace.
Diamond necklace.
Women who can come to this birthday party will naturally not lack a diamond necklace, but this one is different.
She seems to be quietly shining her own light from every angle, it is a kind of beauty that seems to be able to amaze the time.
These women’s eyes are very vicious, and they can be familiar with the new styles of any luxury brand in the world.
But no one can recognize which brand this necklace belongs to.
It is impossible for the prince of the Yu family to come up with something that is not well-known, so there is only one answer-this is what he specially ordered for the eldest lady of the Mo family.
There is a huge difference in the meaning of spending a lot of money to buy an expensive necklace and asking a master to customize a necklace.
Especially for someone like the Prince of Yu family who is not bad for money, the heart reflected by the latter is the most precious.
For a time, countless envious and jealous eyes were projected towards Gu Shengyin from all corners of the hall.
Gu Shengyin raised his lips with a slight smile, gently closed the box, and smiled at Yu Qingyun: “It’s a very beautiful necklace, I like it very much.”
Yu Qingyun looked at her slender, white and elegant like a swan With a normal neck, she was already imagining how beautiful that necklace would look if she wore it around her neck.
Mo Zhongliang saw that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong, so he hurried over and said, “I didn’t expect that Young Master Yu and Miss Yu would also come to appreciate their faces and attend the little girl’s birthday banquet.”
He just wanted to interrupt the communication between the two.
Yu Qingyun understood what he meant, but did not intend to do as he said.
He bowed to Mo Zhongliang: “Uncle Yu is serious, Bei Yan’s birthday, how could Qingyun not come?”
It was his uncle and Bei Yan again, and everyone looked at Yu Qingyun and Gu Shengyin with strange eyes. .
Some people even had a hint of clarity in their eyes.
Mo Zhongliang gritted his teeth secretly: This kid must have done it on purpose!
Yu Qingyun has long been immune to the threat of his future husband’s eyes. He came today because he has big things to do.
Yu Qingyun turned around and looked at Gu Shengyin.
Gu Shengyin glanced at his eyes and suddenly understood what he wanted to do.
She held her forehead secretly in her heart: this time, I am afraid that my father will jump again.
Sure enough, Yu Qingyun spoke in a voice that all the guests at the venue could hear:
“Today Yu Qingyun came here, in addition to celebrating Bei Yan’s birthday, there is one more important thing. ”
Mo Zhongliang has a bad feeling.
Then he saw Yu Qingyue take out something from his pocket.
Exquisite box, this size…
Yu Qingjun opened it gently, then let go of his sister’s hand, and knelt down on one knee towards Gu Shengyin:
“Bei Yan, marry me.”
Everyone was in an uproar.
No one expected that the Crown Prince of the Yu family would make such an appearance at the birthday banquet of the daughter of the Mo family.
Of course, what everyone couldn’t even imagine was that Yu Qingjun would actually kneel down on one knee to propose!
This is the eldest young master of the Yu family who can move the entire southern Sichuan city by stomping his feet!
Mo Zhongliang obviously did not expect that Yu Qingjun could do this for his daughter.
He opened his mouth, and the words he was going to object to were suddenly speechless.
Many women covered their mouths to hide the screams they wanted to make: This is so romantic!
What woman has not thought of such a thing? Under the witness of everyone, your Prince Charming kneels in front of you to propose marriage?
Gu Shengyin looked down at the man in front of him.
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Chapter Eight.
The remaining two chapters are after 12 o’clock, so I guess it will take a while.
[End of This Chapter]
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