Mu Lingchuan took a big step and quickly walked up to Zimo.
"Propose, propose, propose..."
The jeering voices rose and fell...
The brotherhood was indeed impressive, creating the perfect atmosphere.
With all eyes on him proposing, Mu Lingchuan's face slightly reddened.
"Will you marry me?"
Without any hesitation, he handed the bouquet of flowers to Zimo.
As long as Zimo accepted the flowers, it would mean she said yes.
Zimo sat on the bed, looking at the man in front of her, emotions stirring in her eyes.
Being proposed to in front of so many people inevitably felt a bit awkward.
But more so, she was considering whether this marriage, which had completely disrupted her life, was worth it.
Once she accepted, destiny was sealed.
Seeing Zimo hesitate to take the flowers, everyone thought she was not satisfied with Mu Lingchuan's performance, so they continued to egg him on.
"Kneel down, kneel down, kneel down..."
