C23

23 - His play is a bit overdone

Han Yao muttered the word "happiness" as she stood on the walkway. As she looked at her grandmother who was in the Intensive Care Unit, her heart felt like it was hanging high in the sky.

Perhaps, he had already fled far away.

"Idiot …" What are you crying for? Everything will be fine. "

He embraced her with extreme gentleness, gently wiping away the tears on her face, patting her back, coaxing her.

Her broad and firm chest, strong arms, and the faint scent of ancient dragon perfume from his body, as well as the faint aroma of tobacco, all made her slowly calm and at ease.

Leaning on this kind of shoulder, Han Yao actually had an unprecedented sense of security.

It was as if with Nanfeng Haozhe around, she did not have to worry about anything. She had never thought of relying on a man, but this was the first time a man was willing to depend on her.

Han Yao wiped away her tears and turned her tears into a smile, then said resolutely: "I've thought it through, I'm willing to agree to marry you!"

"Huh?"

Hearing Han Yao's words, Nanfeng Haozhe excitedly pulled her up and twirled her around. A few nurses walked past them and took charge of Grandma Han Yao's room. When they saw that the two of them said that they were going to get married, they clapped and gave their blessings.

This joyous voice made Han Yao feel as if she was going to be married. Not just an agreement to get married.

The moon in the sky was pure white like a jade plate. Perhaps it was already autumn, but the moon was even more round than usual. Han Yao leaned on Nanfeng Haozhe's shoulder, and as she listened to his sweet words, she allowed her tears to fall.

Only, this time, she shed tears of excitement and happiness.

That night, the two of them spent all their time on the simple plastic chairs in the hospital. As for their wedding day, the faster Han Yao got to listen to her, the better.

This was because, since she had already agreed, she also wanted to get married earlier.

Anyway, if Granny woke up knowing she was married, she'd be happy, wouldn't she?

On the second day, Han Yao and Nanfeng Haozhe carried the video of them going around in circles around the hospital and swept across all the major networks. Furthermore, all the media outlets were reporting and speculating, who exactly was Nanfeng Haozhe's main wife?

That afternoon, Nanfeng Haozhe held a press conference and openly admitted that he had always liked Han Yao and wanted to marry her.

In order to avoid the gossip of his colleagues, Han Yao rested at home that day. When she heard Nanfeng Haozhe admitting his identity on TV, a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Du, du, du … …"

"Hello? "CEO"

"You're still calling me CEO? Where are you? "I've just finished holding a press conference and I want to see you. Let's have dinner together tonight!"

Han Yao looked at the clock on the wall. It was already half past five, so she reported her living location, the area that she requested to get off from last time.

After receiving the text message, Nanfeng Haozhe excitedly went into the resting room in the office to change his clothes. He then deliberately washed his hair and combed it before saying to Ling Ling: "Order a bunch of fresh flowers for me. Don't be vulgar, it has to be unique."

"Alright."

After Han Yao received the phone call, her mood was inexplicably excited. She continuously tried on clothes in the closet, and after an hour of struggle, she finally managed to choose a pink flowery dress that was a little girl's and a small white cape. It was just right for this autumn weather.

He made some makeup, made some shadow with his eyes, and mischievously painted his lips against the mirror before carrying his small bag out the door.

Just as he walked out of the door, he saw Nanfeng Haozhe's flashy red sports car stopped downstairs. Han Yao got into the car under the envious gaze of the crowd. What welcomed her was a large handful of roses!

"Blue monster?"

This flower was especially precious because of its unique blue color. Therefore, many flower shops in this city were fake flowers. Han Yao subconsciously pinched the petal, and realized that it did not lose color, nor did it have any gold powder?

"This was just flown in. I just got it too. Don't worry, it's definitely not a fake."

When Nanfeng Haozhe said this, Han Yao's face immediately turned red. Actually, she just wanted to take a look out of curiosity, she didn't mind if this was real or fake.

"I didn't mean that..."

"I know. The reason why I told you that this flower was flown by air is because I want to know, you are more precious than this flower to me! "

He held her hand, speaking passionately and righteously.

Why didn't she notice that he had a frosty face before? Why was he so good at speaking romantic words?

Han Yao coughed lightly, rolled up the window and reminded her in a small voice: "We are just getting married, you don't need to buy such a precious flower for me, furthermore, you just need to tell me when I will need to cooperate with you."

Nanfeng Haozhe turned his head, looked out the window, calmed his emotions, and said:

"It's just a play, we definitely have to do it well. Only then will people be willing to believe."

With that, Han Yao nodded dumbly. She finally believed it.

Nanfeng Haozhe, however, could not hold back his excitement and started to hum a song. He drove around the city twice, and then took a detour around a quiet restaurant before stopping his car.

That night, the two of them had French cuisine. This was the first time Han Yao had French cuisine, so it felt pretty good.

After dinner, Nanfeng Haozhe invited her to see a movie, but Han Yao felt that there was no need to spend money on that. Should she just suggest that the two of them go for a walk by the river? Break the night wind, and digest it!

Just as he got off the car, a gust of cold wind blew over, causing Han Yao to wake up.

Nanfeng Haozhe took the initiative to hold Han Yao's hand, and pulled her to the river bank. Leaning on the railings, he shouted loudly, "I'm getting married!"

After he finished shouting, he placed his hands on her shoulders, and looked at her with serious eyes, then said excitedly: "Han Yao, the day after tomorrow is over. So, tomorrow you have to choose your wedding dress, jewelry, dress, and a lot of other things you need. To be more specific, I will have Ling Ling accompany you to the selection process. It's an emergency tomorrow, so if you want to customize it, you might not even make it in time.

"It doesn't matter."

It was merely an agreement to get married, how could Han Yao care about those things?

However, what she didn't know was that …