But she couldn’t help but continue crying. He loved her, why would she doubt him?
”I don’t know what to do with you! Please, quickly get down!”
He gazed at her deeply, his slender fingers moving gently on the glass, as if touching her face behind the glass. “Will you marry me, Xingcan?”
She stared at him blankly, “Can I believe you one more time?”
He stretched out his hand, a dazzling diamond ring lying in his palm, “This is my true heart. Are you willing to accept it?”
She laughed and shed tears, extending her hand through the window’s narrow gap, letting him slip the ring onto her finger.
He lowered his head, gently pressing a kiss on her hand.
”You are my angel,” he smiled contentedly, “My angel I bumped into in the elevator.”
She shook her head, “I’m not an angel, I’m a failed image consultant. Remember? Grandpa wasn’t satisfied with the transformation plan for Xueyou.”
”No, you succeeded. You created a confident beautiful woman, you’re the best.”
She didn’t change appearances, but untied emotional knots.
Xueyou found happiness, and he found happiness too.
Because they had Xingcan, the top consultant.
