A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 101 - 101 68 So your river is that river_2

Chapter 101: Chapter 68 So your river is that river!_2 Chapter 101: Chapter 68 So your river is that river!_2 Someone was still spraying Lanting Preface Garden Spring in the car, each to their own.

Just now, the edge of the Pagani Huayra door that Jiang Yingyu drove had a figure drawing on it, which wasn’t obvious because it was the same color as the car.

Moreover, the sunlight reflected so brightly that she didn’t see it clearly.

Jiang Yingyu smiled, “It’s Ayase Eli.”

Yun Yuwan was surprised, “What a coincidence, it’s Ayase Eli, Sonoda Umi’s good friend.”

Initially, Jiang Yingyu wanted to ask her why she suddenly brought up Sonoda Umi, but when he saw her, he suddenly understood, and he chuckled lightly:

“Sonoda Umi?”

Her big round eyes, a bit innocent and a bit dazed, always seemed to be seducing someone, but her character was cautious, with long hair up to her waist, slim and graceful, looking obedient.

She just mentioned Sonoda Umi, and he immediately noticed she resembled Sonoda Umi a lot.

Really a lot.

Jiang Yingyu’s eyes curved slightly unconsciously, “So, would you like to take a ride in Ayase Eli’s car later?”

Yun Yuwan was overjoyed; not only her brother, but everyone else seemed to think so.

Was she really that cute?

Her smile revealed a row of pearly teeth:

“Do you also think I resemble Sonoda Umi?”

“You don’t need to cosplay at a comic con. As long as anyone who knows Sonoda Umi sees you, they’ll know who you’re cosplaying,” he spoke gently, his voice cheerful as a spring mountain, “So is Sonoda Umi willing to consider Ayase Eli’s suggestion?”

Wrapped in the warm, tender sunlight, Yun Yuwan agreed decisively: “Sure, I’ve never ridden in Ayase Eli’s car before.”

Jiang Yingyu watched her amber-clear deer eyes reflecting the sunlight, his smile shining like brilliant water ripples, and his own joy intensified a bit.

The waiter knocked and entered, holding a large vase, which contained a bunch of sunflowers and gardenia with some filler flowers like smoke trees.

The sunflowers were obviously the same as the ones from earlier because she hadn’t seen any sunflowers arranged in the restaurant when she came in.

Because their scent, although faint, wasn’t comfortable, sunflowers weren’t usually used as table flowers.

The waiter gently placed the flowers on the table, adjusted them a bit, and bowed slightly with a smile: “Once you have decided on the menu, you can ring the call bell.”

Then he left the transparent flower house.

Yun Yuwan looked at the bunch of sunflowers, somewhat surprised.

Jiang Yingyu’s smile was warm like an equatorial current: “I thought this is a flower house restaurant. It’s best to eat with sunflowers under the sunlight, so I brought a bunch of sunflowers ahead of time, not knowing if you would like them.”

So they really were prepared for her—this filled her with joy.

She actually loved receiving flowers, which is why she chose to become a florist.

Looking at the brilliant bunch of sunflowers, the table was large, so she couldn’t smell them, only feeling that they looked stunningly beautiful under the sunlight, warming the heart tenderly.

Jiang Yingyu might not be skilled in flower arranging, but having the intention was the best gift.

From the bottom of her heart, she admired, “Flower arrangement itself is meant to add beauty to beauty, to fit the occasion, it’s very fitting.”

Under the sunlight, Jiang Yingyu saw the radiant yellow diamond ring on her hand, but he only smiled, “I’m glad you like it. It completes my amateur effort.”

His gaze moved up, resting on her face which was as fresh as an orchid.

Yun Yuwan tilted her head slightly as if she suddenly noticed something interesting: “Jiang Yingyu, so why do you speak Chinese?”

He raised his eyebrows naturally, “What, you want me to speak English too?”

Jiang Yingyu’s pronunciation sounded like “speak English.”

She felt inexplicably relaxed, feeling like he was an old friend under the sunlight: “Yeah, it sounds similar. Do you also have a brother named ‘Speak Mandarin’ and a sister named ‘Speak Dialect’?”

Jiang Yingyu pushed the menu toward her, his dimples brimming with sunlight: “No, but my mother’s last name is Dior, so we all have nicknames at home; they call my brother Dibai, call me Dior, and call my sister Dijia.”

Yun Yuwan couldn’t help but laugh out loud: “Dior?”

Jiang Yingyu spread his hands helplessly: “But I don’t let her call me Dior now.”

Her eyes curved like crescent moons as she laughed: “Why not?”

He casually replied: “It’s offensive to China.”

His smile was gentle, although his features were cool, when he smiled, he had a hint of roguish charm and the capriciousness of an artist.

Yun Yuwan couldn’t help but burst out laughing heartily.

She chose a few dishes from the menu, her smile radiant: “Well done, although you’re in Western clothes, your heart is still Chinese.”

She tilted her head: “Speaking of English, how good are you now?”

He leaned back slightly, his tone a bit lazy: “My English might scare you, my level is truly unmatched.”

She was curious: “So at what level? Could you do literary translation?”