Chapter 224

After leaving the coffee shop, Milan took song Tianyu home directly.

Apartment, song Tianyu gentle elegant face with a bit of dignified, like what to say, and do not know how to say.

"Tianyu, what's the matter with you?" Milan looked at him with some concern.

"Will you regret being with me at such a high price?" He Leng in situ, very seriously asked her.

"No Milan chuckled, "if I leave you for those things, then I will regret all my life!"

That year's event, let her regret so far, a thought of pain. Fortunately, God has given her another chance, she can still make up for everything.

Since Song Tianyu gave her a chance to start over, she would never make the mistake again.

How to be a star, how to be admired by everyone, those things will not bring her the slightest sense of happiness. She was tired of it.

Now she can't wait to quit the entertainment industry, completely disappear on the screen, and then obediently stay with song Tianyu and be his little woman.

Listening to her words, song Tianyu holds her hand and stares at her deeply. At the beginning, the woman untied his love for three years.

"Tianyu..." Milan looked up at the way he was staring at himself and didn't know what was in his mind.

Song Tianyu just looked at her like this, and then suddenly clenched her hand as if he had made a big decision, saying, "let's get married..."

Three years ago, he was ready to propose to her, marry her home, and form a loving family with her. Now, he can finally tell her what he didn't say.

"Tianyu, you Are you telling the truth? " Milan looked at him excitedly.

He just said he was going to marry her! This is incredible!

Song Tianyu nodded solemnly and said to her again, "it's true. Let's get married."

"Good..." Milan agreed without hesitation, with an excited smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with tears.

Her favorite man, to marry her, this feeling, as if in a dream, she finally wait until this moment!

"Tianyu, I will." She buried her head in his arms. At this moment, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

After the evening, song Xiaoya some lazy reclining on the sofa, wearing anti radiation clothing for pregnant women, holding a mobile phone in the Internet.

After opening the microblog, she was immediately attracted by a microblog message, which was sent by Milan and had been fried on the microblog.

The content is very simple, only a sentence and a picture.

Thank you for your concern. I just want to live a quiet life now. Please don't disturb me again.

In the picture, two hands are tightly held together.

The slender hand, very white, is Milan's own. The other hand is much bigger, some dark and rough, obviously a man's hand.

What's more, on the two hands holding each other, they are wearing a pair of silver rings. They are very beautiful, obviously a pair.

At this time, song Xiaoya can't think of any other man besides her brother song Tianyu.

Song xiaoyadun was surprised. Are they going to get married? The speed is so fast, much faster than she thought.

Song Xiaoya looked at the comments area under the microblog, most of them were very rational to send blessings.

There are also some people crying that the goddess has been robbed, and then they all discuss that the hand belongs to the man.

Song Xiaoya is not interested in participating in those discussions, but she still can't help but send a comment, the content is always happy together, followed by a heart expression.

In fact, song Xiaoya has some feelings. Milan and song Tianyu have been in love and hurt each other for so long. Now they have finally finished their long-distance running and come together.

As long as you really love each other, you will always be together in the end, won't you?

Jiang Beichen asked his assistant to arrange a direct flight to D city the next day. Then he went back to his room. The first thing he did in his bedroom was to look for song Xiaoya and lock her.

After approaching, Jiang Beichen finds that song Xiaoya is holding her mobile phone with her head down, giggling.

She is surfing the Internet, but how can she be so happy? Is she chatting online?

Hearing someone approaching, song Xiaoya raised her head and looked at Jiang Beichen, "are you back?"

"Well." Jiang Beichen light should a, then sit down beside her.

Song Xiaoya put down her mobile phone and asked him, "when shall we start tomorrow?"

"Start whenever you wake up." Jiang Beichen replied. He knows that song Xiaoya always has the habit of staying in bed.

When Jiang Beichen says this, song Xiaoya remembers that Jiang Beichen has his own private plane, so he doesn't need to catch a flight."Well, I'll take a shower first." She nodded, then went straight to the bathroom.

Until the door of the bathroom is closed, Jiang Beichen's vision shifts to one side. She stays on the mobile phone on the sofa and looks at it for a moment. He takes the mobile phone over.

The mobile phone screen still stays on the microblog interface, so she was just watching microblog.

He was suddenly very curious, what kind of information and people she paid attention to in microblog, and conveniently opened her attention list.

As soon as Jiang Beichen saw that there were many entertainment male stars among the people she paid attention to, she immediately had more unhappy expressions on her face.

After a while, he decided to help her clear her attention list. The principle of cleaning up, first of all, all men are black!

After the operation, the microblog suddenly became a lot of pleasing to the eye, Jiang Beichen satisfied with the hook lip, and then put her mobile phone back.

After taking a bath in the bathroom, song Xiaoya just came out to see Jiang Beichen sitting on the sofa, looking at the business news.

Song Xiaoya didn't think much about it. She just went back to the bed and sat down. She picked up her mobile phone, opened it and continued to brush it to see if there was any interesting news.

However, before long, song Xiaoya found something wrong, and the news suddenly became much less.

She was a little strange, so she looked at her list. The original dozens of attention accounts, now suddenly reduced to more than a dozen.

Leng for a while, song Xiaoya this just remembered just now out of the bathroom, Jiang Beichen glanced at her eyes.

Did he do it?

However, Jiang Beichen should not be bored to this point, she turned her head and looked at him suspiciously, "Jiang Beichen, did you move my mobile phone?"