Lu Xunzhi held flowers, walking toward her, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
Actually, at their age, such acts were embarrassing not only for her but also for himself.
However, he was well aware of how deeply his past mistakes had hurt Liang Xiaoqi.
He also knew he owed Song Zhen a warm childhood and complete paternal love.
Now that fate had helped him find everything again, he was determined to make up for everything!
"Sister," as Lu Xunzhi handed over the flowers, he slowly knelt down on one knee, looking up at her, "Sister, marry me! Today, I, Lu Xunzhi, formally propose to Liang Xiaoqi! I beg you, marry me!"
The resort was rather crowded with tourists.
Especially the pedestrian street, which was the busiest area for dining and entertainment at night.
In front of the bustling flower shop, Lu Xunzhi thus knelt down.
Many people stopped, some surprised to see the couple who seemed to be around 40, watching them with amazed eyes.
