Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

"Excuse me, Mr. Boqing, are you willing to marry Ms. Fang Yiran as your wife? No matter whether you are old, sick, or dead, whether you are poor or rich, are you willing to stay with him forever and hold hands forever?"

The whole world is quiet, no one speaks.

He just stood there like that.

All eyes fell in front of him.

It seems that everyone saw a memory at that moment. [

Just like more than a year ago, he also had the same posture, and in the next second, it was three words unwilling!

Everyone started talking about it.

He stood there quietly but tenderly, pursing his lips, and after a long time, he smiled, which was beautiful, like the blooming of rose petals.

Then, the clear tone slowly slipped down.

"Okay, the game is over!"

The audience was horrified.

Boqing walked to the emcee's stage slowly, and took the microphone.

The expression of the whole person changed from lazy to serious in an instant.

He looked down at the audience and spoke again.

"Everyone, be quiet, please listen to me."

His eyes stared affectionately at the video recorder of the TV station, as if he wanted to see someone's shadow through the video recorder.

He smiled slowly, and then said slowly: "Simply put, this marriage was impossible."

"That is to say, Fang Yiran and I are simply impossible."

The audience was shocked, and there were voices of discussion.

Fickle but not in a hurry, straight to the point, straight to the point.

"Today, since everyone is here, let's spread this news steadily to the whole world."

"First of all, I want to talk about the regret of the marriage more than a year ago."

"It's me and the seventh miss of the Jin family, Jin Yu, that is..."

He paused, his eyes seemed to gather all the affection, and his focus made everyone tremble. [

"My Qi Qi."

My Qiqi.

Four words, but it made people feel at a loss for a moment.

My Qiqi, he said that Miss Jinjia Qi belonged to him, so what happened to Fang Yiran?