Some of the girls were so touched that they cried."Oh my God, this is so romantic! No, don't try to persuade me, let me cry for a while!"
"If I could have such a Grand proposal, I would definitely marry him immediately! It doesn't matter if he's rich or poor, ugly or handsome!"
"F * ck, stop dreaming! They can transport so many roses from France and even mobilize six helicopters. How can they be poor?"
"Yes, yes, yes, he must be a tall, handsome, and rich man! I'm so envious, when will my boyfriend propose to me like this!"
The girls in the crowd were all chattering away, and from time to time, they would reach out to catch the Rose petals falling from the sky. No one gave them roses, so it should be fine to pick up some from the sky, right? These were France puluo's roses, and each one cost a few hundred dollars!
Zheng Jing could not help but smile bitterly in the crowd.
