Chapter 1770: Proposal Night, a bustling metropolis.

The lights were out, the traffic was running, the lotus looked at the watch in her hand, and the clock ticked to the number of six. Cho Ruojun gave him his address early, at Linglong Hotel.

"Chop like a king?" The lotus flower that thinks oneself arrives early walks toward inside, but the doubt in the heart is deeper and deeper. First, Cho Ruojun has already arrived and sat on the seat beside the window waiting for him. It seems that he has ordered good dishes, but what he told her is that he is very busy in the afternoon only at six...