American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 147 The Sky Collapses (Subscription Request)
At night, accompanied by the gorgeous sunset on the Atlantic coast, the birthday party on the beach lawn outside the Fontainebleau Hotel officially began. White gauze curtains were everywhere, drifting slowly in the sea breeze, and a large number of flowers were scattered on the ground, making the place look like a fairyland on earth. In the periphery, a large number of media vehicles had gathered, and many photographers and reporters were in place. When the "media time" came, these people would enter the party scene.

The white gauze curtain formed a vertical rectangle, and the two rows of tables inside were filled with a variety of delicacies, from desserts to seafood to main courses and drinks.

At the end of the table is an empty dancing area with a live band and, of course, a DJ booth.

On the south side of the "dance floor" is a simple stage. Although the stage is not big, it has everything, including lights and a large screen. On the top of the stage, there is a huge "19" balloon hanging, indicating the theme of the party, Taylor Swift's 19th birthday party.

Starting from four o'clock in the afternoon, guests began to arrive one after another. At this moment, all the guests on the list were present, from the DJ that Ryan was familiar with to Taylor's friends. All kinds of people were invited, and the total number of people was close to one hundred.

There were some uninvited guests...

"What's wrong with me coming over to see Taylor? Can't I come over for her birthday?" Daddario, wearing a low-cut gown and holding a wrapped gift, shouted.

"Also, aren't you dressed too formally today? Are you planning to propose?" She looked at Ryan, who was wearing a white suit and black pants, and said sourly.

Ryan was originally receiving guests, and when he heard that security personnel stopped a person named Alexandra Daddario, he immediately ran out.

"As for the gift, I'll give it to Taylor for you, but you don't have to attend the party." Ryan felt a little overwhelmed.

Isn't this intentional? If she says something to Taylor and Taylor gets angry, the party will turn into a UFC fight.

"Why! You treat me differently! You've never been nice to me, and you spend so much money on Taylor..." Daddario clenched his fists and yelled.

Many guests not far away looked up at the two of them, and reporters farther away also noticed Daddario.

"Okay, okay, stop shouting. I'll let you in, but there's one thing: if you talk nonsense." Ryan made a face as if he was wiping his neck.

"I'm not going to say anything to Taylor. I just came here to see her." Daddario looked down at Ryan's feet.

"Also, you're exposing yourself too much. Are you planning to show off to Taylor?" Ryan was speechless and immediately exposed her little thoughts.

"Can't I show my strengths?" Daddario curled his lips.

Ryan waved his hand and asked the waiter to take off his suit jacket and let Daddario put it on.

"Keep it to yourself." Ryan turned and left.

"You're just afraid that other men will see you. You're almost treating me as your private property." Daddario stared at Ryan's departing back and complained. He felt that he was too controlling, but he could also realize that this was also a manifestation of his care.

Ryan turned around to greet the other guests. In fact, hosting a party was a very tedious task, as all the guests who arrived had to be greeted and politely exchanged.

"Who was that woman just now? What was she shouting?" Abigail asked Ryan as she passed by, holding a cup.

"Just an actress who wanted to be the center of attention at the party," Ryan replied casually.

"Look how busy you are. You're sweating." Abigail took out a tissue from her purse and tried to wipe Ryan's sweat.

"I'll do it myself." Ryan said goodbye to her in a hurry and greeted the next guest.

After a few words, another waiter came over and whispered in her ear: "Three more young women who are not on the list have arrived. One of them is called Amber..."

"Tell Beric to send two men to take her to the hotel room and tell her to wait for me there. Remember, no one can let her out without my order. If she asks, just say it was my order."

"There is another one named Elena. She came with Miss Carly and Ms. Faith."

Why are all the things that should and shouldn’t come coming now... Ryan curled his lips.

"Who is the third one?"

"Someone who calls herself Theresa said she wanted to come and see."

"Let her in quickly."

After a while, Ryan met up with Theresa.

"I just wanted to come over and take a look, but I happened to run into Taylor's birthday party and didn't have time to dress up." Teresa said a little embarrassedly.

She was not wearing a dress, but just her normal attire, holding a simply wrapped gift in her hands.

"It's fine as long as you can come." Ryan nodded. Since he came to take a look, of course he came to see the record company, so he should be received.

Afterwards, Ryan met some of Taylor's friends. Except for Selena Gomez, whom he had met before, the other two really caught Ryan's attention.

Actress Emma Stone, who met Taylor this year, has a mutual friend.

The other one is Dianna Agron, also an actress. She met Taylor through Emma Stone. She is also a blonde beauty with stunning facial features, and she is even more beautiful when she smiles.

"Taylor's here!"

"So beautiful!"

"Like a princess from a Disney cartoon!"

When Ryan was briefly communicating with the three people, he suddenly heard an exclamation not far away.

Several people turned their heads to look, and saw Taylor supporting his mother's arm and slowly walking into the venue.

She wore a light blue gradient ankle-length dress custom-made by Swarovski, with the hem embellished with lake blue Swarovski crystals, and long gloves that reached her biceps, which was a medieval court dress. Her hairstyle was the same court-style bun as in Love Story, but unlike in the MV, Taylor was wearing a diamond-decorated crown similar to a beauty pageant crown, which sparkled under the light. On her chest was naturally the necklace Ryan had given her before.

A strand of hair fell to her cheek, paired with a pink girlish makeup, and all the guests were dazzled for a moment.

Taylor is actually quite good-looking, but she just didn't find the right stylist, which lowered her rating on the fan forum.

Before Ryan could move, a group of women surrounded him.

"Honey, you look so beautiful today." Abigail came forward.

"It's too dazzling. My eyes are dizzy." Selina lifted the hem of her skirt.

"I'm so happy for you." Emma Stone smiled.

"Ryan will definitely like it." Carly also came over.

"Sister, you are dressed too formally. Will Ryan really propose to you later?" Austin said with a silly smile.

"Don't talk nonsense." Taylor scolded. His eyes were narrowed with smile after being praised by so many people.

On the other side, a few people led by Daddario were whispering and commenting on Taylor.

"Just think about it, with so many crystals inlaid on it, how heavy it must be? Really, you don't feel tired at all." Daddario muttered in a low voice.

"When can I wear this kind of clothes..." Olsen looked envious.

"How dare I expect that?" Elena shook her head.

The three of them have all participated in Ryan's MV to some extent, but today is the first time they met.

The three of them looked at each other.

"16." said Aomei.

"17" Elena frowned slightly.

"I'm 18" Daddario looked at the other two.

Without further ado, the three of them immediately realized that the other party's experience was probably similar to their own.

Next came the cake cutting session. The mountain-like cake was slowly pushed to the center of the dance floor by two waiters. Ryan and Taylor cut the cake together. After that, everyone danced on the dance floor and the live band played orchestral music. It was a pity that most of the people present today were young people and their participation was not high.

Ryan suddenly had an idea and acted as a guest DJ on the spot. When the familiar electronic music played, the young people immediately changed their state. Even Taylor was not immune and danced in a skirt. The atmosphere on the scene was really cheerful.

In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed. Seeing that everyone had played enough and were tired, Ryan asked the waiter to let the reporters in.

Next comes the main event.

Ryan just snapped his fingers, and seven or eight female hotel staff members in uniform and gloves walked into the venue, each holding a black lacquered wooden box.

Ryan opened them one by one. The inside of each box had a corresponding brand printed on it. Cartier, Tiffany, Van Cleef & Arpels, Bulgari, Piaget, Harry Winston, each box contained a set of jewelry, and then there were 19 waiters, each holding a large bouquet of roses, each with a different color, colorful and in various shapes, and the last one was the rare and expensive Juliet rose.

Ryan took the last bouquet and slowly walked to Taylor. The whole place was silent at this time.

"Am I dreaming?" Taylor was a little confused. She couldn't even believe that she would be the protagonist of all this. Then she saw something shining in the rose bushes!
Ryan picked the thing from the flowers and knelt on one knee.

Taylor immediately raised his hands and covered his mouth.

Not only her, but many of the women watching were also stunned, including Terry. Ryan had not told anyone about this before.

The flash lights on the scene flashed wildly.

Tears rolled down Taylor's eyes and she immediately stretched out her left hand.

Ryan held her hand with his left hand and slowly put the ring on her ring finger with his right hand. The whole audience cheered and applauded.

The most confused people present were definitely Taylor's parents. Ryan did a very good job of keeping the secret.

"Isn't it too early?" Taylor's mother was confused. Both of them were less than 20 years old, which is not even the legal age for marriage in some countries.

"The ring is already on. Even if we're not getting married right away, she's still my fiancée." Taylor's father muttered, with extremely complicated emotions. The daughter he raised for so many years, was just... abducted?
Daddario immediately turned around, covered his face and ran away.

Even Carly felt an inexplicable stabbing pain in her heart.

Olsen stood there in a daze, feeling as if the sky was falling.

　A word of caution: Proposing does not mean getting married. After the proposal is successful, you are a fiancée. In the legal sense, you are not married yet, but from an emotional point of view, you are married, so it is "like a marriage" and "like a marriage".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)