"Wu～"
"Beep, beep beep."
Several fire trucks' lights approached, once again lighting up the night.
Car 1 and Number 2 vehicle formed an eight-shaped rush and quickly enclosed on both sides of Bai Ling, who stood there shocked.
People on the truck shouted, "Aunt Bai Ling, don't go! We're back!"
Number 3 vehicle also slowly rolled in, and atop it stood Hao Chengbin in a Firefighting Combat Suit, holding a bouquet of roses, looking like a deity under the spotlight.
Bai Ling covered her mouth again, her eyes brimming with tears.
Next to her, Yang Shaoqing hurriedly ran to the Garage, flustered, fetching a veil.
"Aunt Bai Ling, put this on!"
Yang Shaoqing placed the veil behind Bai Ling, who was dressed in a white shirt and white trousers, making her resemble a bride at that moment.
Hao Chengbin was also shocked by Bai Ling's beauty for two seconds before standing atop the truck and started his heartfelt proposal again:
