"Such a person is truly a True Dragon."
Everyone who attended the event at the Leino Hotel this time was thoroughly impressed. So young and yet so capable, what heights could this young man reach if given another ten or twenty years?
Not just the Chief Minister, not even the Great General, it seems this person could stand shoulder to shoulder with them."
And at this moment, night had fallen.
In Xuanjing City, the neon lights illuminated the area.
Tang Zhong had originally brought Jiang Weiwei to the dance, but now the event had turned into this.
Tang Zhong felt quite sorry for Jiang Weiwei.
So, he wanted to make it up to Jiang Weiwei, since she had been waiting for that thing, tonight, he’d grant her wish!
The BMW was cruising down the road, and the sunroof was already open, letting in a gentle breeze.
The breeze fluttered through Jiang Weiwei’s long hair.
"I’m really sorry about today, I messed up your dance!" Tang Zhong said with a laugh.
"Hmph, then you must compensate me!" Jiang Weiwei said.
"Compensate? Compensate!" Tang Zhong laughed.
He looked up at the sky, the stars twinkling and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
Jiang Weiwei didn’t notice Tang Zhong’s little gesture and said, "But before you compensate, you must tell me, why have you become the Chief Instructor of Long Wu again?"
Jiang Weiwei knew Tang Zhong as Tang Tiansha, but she hadn’t expected him to become the Chief Instructor.
"I... I need to become stronger!" Tang Zhong said with a smile.
As for why he needed to become stronger, he didn’t immediately say.
Because only he knew the taste of past failures; he didn’t want to experience it a second time. He wanted, as soon as Jiang Weiwei turned around, the whole world to be right there!
"Strong... Hmph!" Jiang Weiwei said irritably, "Who made you Chief Instructor? I really want to find him and give him a piece of my mind!"
"Why’s that?" Tang Zhong couldn’t understand.
Isn’t everyone hoping their husband becomes a Dragon?
"If you’re the Chief Instructor, you’ll definitely be with those people from Long Wu, then... then who will I be with?" Jiang Weiwei pouted, expressing her displeasure.
"Well... of course you’ll be with me, ah, my dear wife is getting jealous!" Tang Zhong said, smiling merrily, "And it’s over a whole bunch of men too!"
"...I am not!" Jiang Weiwei said, avoiding Tang Zhong’s gaze, then whispered, "Are there any female soldiers where you are?"
"Well... of course there are!" Tang Zhong said with a laugh.
"Ah... what? How can there still be female soldiers?" Jiang Weiwei appeared very flustered.
"Aiyoyo, the smell of jealousy is overwhelming!" Tang Zhong laughed.
"You... you, I am not jealous!" Jiang Weiwei said.
At that moment, Tang Zhong parked the car at the roadside.
It was nighttime now, and the BMW was stopped next to a bridge, beside which was a very large artificial lake, the water clear and the area next to it glistening beautifully.
One could say this was the outskirts.
The two got out and stood by the lakeside.
"Then look at me!" Tang Zhong said seriously to Jiang Weiwei.
"I... I won’t look at you!" Jiang Weiwei’s face turned red, obviously jealous, but since Tang Zhong called her out, how could she let him see anything in her expression!
"If you don’t look at me, that means you’re jealous!" Tang Zhong said with a bright smile.
"I am not!" Jiang Weiwei argued, her voice becoming frantic.
"Then look at me!" Tang Zhong said.
"I’ll look, who’s afraid of who!" Jiang Weiwei turned her head, it was dark around, and she didn’t believe Tang Zhong could see the color of her face.
At that instant, their gazes met and neither of them blinked.
Suddenly, the corners of Tang Zhong’s mouth lifted slightly.
Then his head dropped a little.
In that moment, he kissed Jiang Weiwei.
Jiang Weiwei had not anticipated it at all, and her emotions were thrown into complete disarray the moment Tang Zhong kissed her.
This... How could he suddenly kiss her?
This... It was utterly unexpected.
But Jiang Weiwei didn’t dodge; instead, she closed her eyes and slowly savored the moment.
Her heartbeat began to speed up gradually.
A long time passed before the kiss ended.
Tang Zhong looked at Jiang Weiwei again.
And Jiang Weiwei also looked at Tang Zhong, liking that kiss very much, but she didn’t let Tang Zhong see her enjoyment, instead, she brushed her own lips and haughtily said, "I’ll tell you, I was not jealous..."
"Weiwei, I love you!" Tang Zhong whispered to Jiang Weiwei gently.
"Ah!" Jiang Weiwei froze, her dark eyes wide, her clean and pretty face halted in motion.
"Marry me, Weiwei!" Tang Zhong suddenly dropped to one knee.
This unexpected scene threw Jiang Weiwei into total disarray, something she hadn’t anticipated at all.
The man, who had seemed as impassive as a block of wood, was actually proposing.
Jiang Weiwei, who had always fantasized about being proposed to, now found herself uneasily shifting from excitement as she faced the proposition, her face growing even redder, her mind spinning incessantly.
"He’s proposing, he really is proposing, he’s actually proposing!"
"What do I do, what should I do, what on earth should I do?"
Jiang Weiwei was like an ant on a hot pan, completely clueless about what to do.
"Should I call Wenwen for advice? They must have been confessed to, right? Oh, no, wait, a confession is nothing like a proposal!"
"Then what should I do? Should I accept now, I..."
Jiang Weiwei was on the verge of tears; Tang Zhong hadn’t given her any time to prepare. What exactly should one do when proposed to? Should she accept straight away?
She had been waiting for this day for so long, but now that it had arrived so abruptly, she found herself at a loss.
Didn’t the man usually start with a passionate confession on TV? How could this guy just start with a marriage proposal?
Does a proposal have to be so sparing with words?
Despite everything, Jiang Weiwei really wanted to agree.
But now, she had to give Tang Zhong an answer.
She often called Tang Zhong all sorts of dumb and stupid, but now, she found herself speechless.
"I...I...I...there’s no romantic starry sky, not even flowers, is this really a proposal?" Jiang Weiwei pouted.
But this wasn’t what Jiang Weiwei wished to say; she couldn’t bring herself to agree, yet when she spoke, her words came out too easily, and she felt like slapping herself.
She had wanted to marry this man in front of her for so long. Wouldn’t just saying ’yes’ be the end of it, without all these silly complications?
Maybe she should change her answer. No flowers, fine, no starry sky, alright, let’s just get married!
Jiang Weiwei was just about to revise her answer.
Then she saw Tang Zhong laugh, turn to look at the nearby lake surface, and clapped his hands, the crisp applause echoing across the tranquil lake.
Suddenly, she saw lotus-shaped lanterns approaching from the distant lake, not only them but also a dainty boat coming downstream, which was filled with myriad flowers, and not just that, at the center there were lit candles.
"This..." Jiang Weiwei was stunned.
The gentle arrival of the floral boat, the light it cast illuminated the whole lake, making it breathtakingly beautiful.
If one looked closely, they would realize all the hearts aligned to form five characters.
Jiang Weiwei’s heart throbbed with emotion.
"Look there!" Tang Zhong pointed up at the sky.
Just then, one after another, hot air balloons slowly drifted over.
People were on the balloons, each holding flowers and swaying gently, as if cheering for Tang Zhong.
As they flew overhead, the people in the hot air balloons poured down all the petals from their hands.
In that moment, petals fluttered down from the sky, dancing around like snowflakes.
Seeing this, Jiang Weiwei almost burst into tears, touched, and turned to look at Tang Zhong beside her.
Tang Zhong was also looking at Jiang Weiwei.
The petals fell down, landing on the heads of Tang Zhong and Jiang Weiwei.
"Weiwei, will you marry me?" Tang Zhong said smilingly, "A romantic starry sky and flowers are all here, you have no reason to refuse me now!"
Before Jiang Weiwei could answer, just then, the people on the hot air balloons shouted out.
"Together, together!"
"Marry him, marry him!"
All were members of the Crown Prince’s Club; when Tang Zhong mentioned he was going to propose to Jiang Weiwei, they all came over to help.
A whole bunch of guys handling balloons, weaving the floral hearts.
Hearing others speak, Tang Zhong and Jiang Weiwei both laughed, then their gazes locked—under the dark night sky, their eyes only reflecting the candlelight and each other.
Jiang Weiwei pouted, "A romantic starry sky, and the flowers, they’re not too bad, passable I guess!"
"Ah, my lady, this is just passable? Should I do it again next time?" Tang Zhong said upon hearing her.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Weiwei suddenly panicked, "No, don’t, I...I’m willing, I’m willing to marry you!"
Then, without any hesitation, she rushed forward and embraced Tang Zhong in a fervent kiss.
She had waited for this day for so long; how could she possibly want to start over?
No matter what kind of person he was, or how his proposal was, as long as it was him, Jiang Weiwei would recklessly marry him.
When you love someone, you don’t care about the imperfections. When they propose, a simple "I am willing" is enough.
After all, that person is him!
At that moment, a gentle breeze came, the moonlight was just right, the entire city quieted down, but this lakeside was brightly illuminated!