President Hunting Love is too fierce

This affectionate man on the stage, with his gentle and magnetic voice, conveyed his deep love to everyone present.

The audience was very moved, and some girls even cried.

Because they heard the deep truth in his words.

This handsome man knew at a glance that he was usually the kind of high-ranking big shot.

If he didn't love deeply, how could he make such an almost ridiculous public confession, which shows how much this man loves his woman. [

Letting go of all his identity and pride, he only wishes to impress his lover with his true feelings.

"Heroine, marry him."

Someone suddenly shouted, which immediately caused a huge sound wave.

The voice of the heroine came out, and the voices of marrying him gathered into a vast tide.

The whole square was shaken by the sound, and the excited audience tried their best to support the hero with their voices.

But such a huge sound wave kept shouting.

The heroine who was supposed to be lurking in the crowd to watch all this quietly, and then came out with tears and moved to agree to the marriage proposal, did not show up for a long time.

Gradually, some doubtful voices sounded, and the audience couldn't help but look at the male protagonist waiting on the stage.

Mo Fengya couldn't help but tighten his grip on the microphone, he thought she would appear immediately.

But it has been so long, so long that his original firm confidence began to slowly collapse.

He clenched his fingers tightly, and his gentle and affectionate face gradually lost its color.

The heart in his chest shook uncomfortably, and a tingling feeling slowly spread.

He stood stiffly in the light, suddenly feeling so lonely.

He couldn't hear the hustle and bustle of the world, but felt that the light shining on him was so dazzling.

Suddenly the phone in his pocket rang crazily.

His heart also jumped accordingly, and a light of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Did something happen to her and she couldn't be there suddenly? Since she promised herself, her eyes and tone were so firm at that time.

He believed she would not break her promise.

Mo Fengya hurriedly took out his phone, it was a stranger's call, he frowned, but still got through. [

However, it was indeed her voice that came from there, and it was so hoarse that it penetrated.

"Sorry, I won't be coming."

The extremely familiar voice, like a sharp knife that cannot be defended, pierced Mo Fengya's heart in an instant, piercing to the deepest part of the soul.

He couldn't even react to the pain, he forgot to react.