Chapter 962 These… were all Planted by you?

Qiao Qing’s heart skipped a beat.

Jun Yexuan leaped onto the hot air balloon and turned around with his arms extended towards Qiao Qing. He lifted her in by the arms.

Qiao Qing leaned out of the basket and watched the balloon take off further from the ground. She couldn’t help but ask, “We are going like this?”

Jun Yexuan stretched out his arms and pulled on the ropes – successfully engulfing her. While breathing in the familiar scent of one another, he answered, “Yes, I want to show you something. The view’s better from the

top.”

Then, out of nowhere, he pulled out a silky tie and wrapped it around Qiao Qing’s eyes, “I’ll untie it once we’re there, okay?”

Qiao Qing licked her lips and nodded. Anticipation rose inside her heart.

When the group finished their meal and returned to the living room, they saw a hot air balloon hanging outside the window. Curious, they went outside to look.

Jun Xiaoqi asked, “What is that? Am I seeing my third brother and sister there?”

Mu Jinghang grinned, “That’s them.”

Quan Zexi, “Where are those two going?”

Mu Jinghang, “Third brother’s been busy these days preparing a surprise for Qingqing. It’s time for the surprise of course. He’s proposing today.”

Quan Zexi’s smile blossomed, “He sure has many tricks up his sleeves. Those two won the war against us over a year ago. For a whole year, we’ve all been working on their wedding. What’s the point of proposing when they both know it’s happening?”

He Wanqing snorted, “You don’t understand! A proposal is an important tradition! Who says you don’t need to propose just because you know the other person will marry you?”

She looked up to the sky with much happiness, “Yexuan is so romantic. Even after Qingqing agreed to marry him, he still meticulously planned a proposal. This tells me he values Qingqing very much.”

“He’s nothing like his father-in-law. His father-in-law didn’t even take the wedding seriously and skipped the proposal. If I knew better, I never would’ve married him!”

Quan Zexi, “…”

What was the meaning of saying this now?

The hot air balloon that carried Jun Yexuan and Qiao Qing floated over several alleys and streets. Many people down on the streets took out their phones to take photos.

Finally, the hot air balloon stopped above a field.

Qiao Qing sensed it and grabbed Jun Yexuan’s arms, “Are we here?”

Jun Yexuan untied the tie around her eyes and turned her around. Then, he pressed up against her body, and he whispered into her ear, “Qingqing, the formation of the 1314521 roses is what I want to say to you. Qingqing, I love you, will you marry me?”

Qiao Qing stared at the red sea of flowers down below and her eyes widened.

The entire field had been planted with roses. These roses were not planted at random, but rather, formed different shapes and symbols.

From above, the words could be easily seen. “Qingqing, I love you.” “I. LOVE. U.”

“Marry me.”

There were the words “Qing” and “Xuan” below that, and a heart surrounding those words.

There were also sceneries recreated with these roses. The first one was the scene of their first meeting. The second one was the scene of their first kiss… there were so many images created by these roses and it was obvious that the pictures were of these two.

Everything was made out of flowers. The field was as red as flames – it represented passion and love.

Though Qiao Qing was in shock, she still caught onto the number he said.

She remembered that lately, she continued to find mud on the ground in the house.

She then also remembered the scars on his hands. Violently, she pulled onto his collar, and with a shaky voice, she asked, “These… were all planted by you?”