Hearing Lin Xiaoyan's words, Han Na was very touched, her eyes lit up, and she nodded happily, "We can take a photo, thank you, dear, for liking me so much, thank you."
Lin Xiaoyan successfully took a photo with her favorite celebrity.
This day, Lin Xiaoyan would never forget.
In the evening, when the two of them walked back to the car, it was almost midnight.
"Are you hungry?"
Lin Xiaoyan nodded, "Hungry!"
He Qi'an's lips curled up, "Let's grab some food first, then head home."
"Okay."
Sitting in the car, Lin Xiaoyan carefully looked at the golden flower and engagement ring in her hand.
"Is this flower really made of gold?"
Lin Xiaoyan pinched the petals of the rose.
He Qi'an: "It's made of gold."
She looked towards He Qi'an, who was driving, "When did you prepare this?"
He Qi'an: "The ring was prepared right after we got engaged.
The proposal was planned last month, but then you had an accident.
