Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

It was not one painting, but many, many paintings, forming a large scroll, and those paintings did not show her appearance today.

In those paintings, there is a girl in a T-shirt and jeans, facing a man with a gentle appearance and a cold expression, her eyebrows are beaming with excitement.

There was a woman, wearing a suit, with a drunken face, looking like she was holding a man in his arms.

There are also two people embracing each other, sitting in a small box.

There was even a man standing in the rain with an umbrella, staring at a single lamp by the window.

Scenes are all about Huo Ziming and all her memories.

...he...really...

Jasmine's heart seemed to be as excited as a rising tide. She hugged those scrolls and rushed to that square again!

At this moment, it is already midnight, and the square is empty, where can we see that wandering painter?

he left?

He doesn't want to... wait for her again?

Jasmine was holding the picture scroll, sitting by the square of the fountain, weeping non-stop.

Suddenly a voice came from behind: "You cry here, the fountain won't work, you have to flip a coin."

Jasmine turned her head, but saw the masked man in the windbreaker, still showing some impatience, slowly walking towards her.

Jasmine wiped away her tears, and said lightly, "Even if you drop a coin, will the fountain definitely appear?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, I'll vote."

"Where did you get the coins?"

"Didn't you give me ten pounds today? That's a lot of coin for ten pounds."

The man walked slowly towards the fountain.

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He took a handful of coins from his pocket and threw them at the fountain.

The first coin misses, and neither does the second.

Jasmine pouted.

"Look at you, the target is so smelly, let me cast it."

"Okay, you vote."

The man spread out his palm, and there were bright coins on the palm.

Jasmine grabbed a coin and threw it at the fountain. She didn't use much force just for a moment, but the fountain in the darkness suddenly released a bright brilliance, and the entire square suddenly brightened.

The beautiful fountain rushes straight up and spreads out!

Countless romantic splashes!

Romantic music flows around, and the aroma of rose petals wafts in the wind.

At this moment, Jasmine suddenly noticed that besides the coin, there was a bright object on the man's palm.

That is……

Jasmine looked down and found that it was actually a ring.

Yes, this wandering painter wearing a mask is Huo Ziming...

Ever since Jasmine left City A, he finally felt that this woman was the only person he could not let go of, so he temporarily put aside his company affairs and flew to London, hoping that he could accompany her.

So he opened a small new company in London, usually dealing with the company's affairs, but every day when Jasmine went to and from get off work, he went to this square, put on a mask, and wanted to paint for her.

But she never let him draw...

Huo Ziming said quietly: "If a coin can make the fountain shine, then this ring may produce even greater magic."

Jasmine was caught off guard and shed tears: "Ziming, you."

Huo Ziming stretched out his hand, covered Jasmine's mouth, and said softly, "Su Mo, marry me."

"But, but..."

"Don't worry about it. I know you avoided me and came to London. Naturally, you have your own reasons. I don't want to pursue it. I just want to know if you are willing to marry me."

At this moment, fireworks suddenly flashed in the sky, and amidst the fireworks, Jasmine gave up all her defenses.

Slowly, she nodded.