Chapter 1227 You... Your Hint Is Too Vague!

Mu Wanqing never expected that Ye Yuchen would propose marriage suddenly after the concert, which made her unprepared at all, so she ran away in embarrassment...

When she ran into the backstage, the passing staff looked at her with covered lips and a smile like an old mother.

Seeing everyone like this, Mu Wanqing's cheeks were even more flushed with embarrassment. She pulled her long hair that was hanging around her shoulders to her body to cover her pinkish-white cheeks, and ran straight into the bathroom.

"Crack—"

She immediately locked the bathroom door.

With her arms propped on the sink, she looked at her delicate face in the mirror, a little pink appeared on her fair cheeks, and she couldn't tell whether it was due to tiredness or shyness...

Fortunately, the makeup was waterproof, so she dabbed some cold water on her palm and patted her face, trying to wake herself up.

"Tuk-tuk--"

Just then, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

Ye Yuchen's deep voice sounded from outside, it sounded muffled because of the door, "Qingqing, open the door."

It was his expectation that the marriage proposal ceremony would be interrupted.

Fortunately, he had countless plans, and he didn't plan to actually succeed in proposing tonight, and it would be okay to fight another 800 rounds.

Mu Wanqing heard Ye Yuchen's voice, and immediately turned off the faucet that was dripping with cold water, pretending that there was no one in the bathroom, holding her breath and daring not to make a sound.

"Qingqing, I know you're inside."

Ye Yuchen frowned lightly, "If you don't marry, don't marry, don't abandon your man, it's so windy outside, I'm so cold."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

The concert is open-air, but here it is outdoors.

It's so windy and he's so cold, believe him...

But Mu Wanqing didn't intend to keep ignoring him, so she cleared her throat, "You...why did you suddenly propose?"

It was a good concert, but the painting style suddenly changed!

I'm afraid that the international media has already started releasing news, spreading the news about Ye Yuchen's public proposal...

Mu Wanqing's face was as red as an overcooked shrimp, and she simply didn't know how to face the men outside, especially when she was so cowardly that she ran away...or the kind who fled in despair.

"I thought I hinted at you when I came here." There may be a smile in Ye Yuchen's deep voice.

Mu Wanqing frowned suspiciously, and then she recalled the conversation outside the Bole Art Center...

"Qingqing, when do you plan to marry me?"

"Look at you."

"No regrets at that time."

Mu Wanqing has a saying in her heart that her mother sells criticism, and she wants to say it now.

The roots of her ears were even a little red, and she began to speak forcefully, "You... your hints are too vague! I don't care, I'm not ready yet!"

Hearing this, Ye Yuchen laughed softly twice.

His laughter is full of magnetism, as if listening to it can make the ears pregnant, it makes Mu Wanqing's heart itch a little.

"Now you know, get ready, huh?"

Ye Yuchen's tone was slightly raised, and there was a hint of ridicule in his tone, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.

He still has a grander marriage proposal waiting for her.

Mu Wanqing was so nervous that she stammered for a moment, "I... I didn't hear what you said! Ah, it's very windy today, and the signal here is so bad...Way? What are you talking about?"

After the words fell, she suddenly remembered that the opal clavicle necklace hanging around her neck hadn't been used for a long time.

So, Mu Wanqing stretched out her hand to hold the pupil of the angel.