The next moment, warm-colored words appeared on threerge, transparent writing tablets:


    ?Monica, let’s date】


    ?The future is long, I want to spend it with you】


    ?You’re special, gentle, and worth it】


    The font was elegant and the colors were especially pleasing to the eye, each tablet was heart-shaped, piercing straight to the heart.


    Monica gently looked over every word. Her wrist was still held in Tristan’s hand, the rising fervor around her grew stronger, and she finally began to realize what was happening.


    When she came back to her senses, she discovered that Tristan’s gaze had been on her face the whole time, his eyes filled with deep affection.


    Their eyes met. Monica was momentarily dazed, it felt like a dream.


    Tristan reached out to the side and an impably dressed man quickly handed him a delicate square box.


    Letting go of Monica’s wrist, Tristan took the box and opened it, inside was a five-star hairband that Jennifer had painstakingly handcrafted overnight.


    The twinkling diamonds were especially dazzling, exquisite in every way, sparkling under the lights.


    Tristan left the empty box in the man’s hand, who then turned and walked away.


    Once again, they were the center of attention, the number of young people watching around them grew.


    Monica was surprised, a hairband??


    Tristan directly ced the hairband into her silky hair… his movements gentle and delicate.


    Her white beret was worn slightly back, the hairband was ced in her bangs, the stunning sight shocked everyone present.


    “That’s too beautiful, isn’t it? It’s sparkling, those are definitely real diamonds.”


    “I’ve seen people give rings, but this is the first time I’ve seen a hairband given.”


    “He really put a lot of thought into it, maybe the girl really likes hairbands?”


    Monica heard thesements, recalling the scene from the boutique that day, her heartbeat skipped a beat.


    Just when her mind was still somewhat dazed, Tristan asked very formally, “Monica, will you be my girlfriend?”


    His voice was loud, his tone firm, everyone heard it!


    Monica’s eyes widened, she held her breath, looking at him in surprise!


    He was smiling, his eyes gentle, patiently waiting for her answer.


    “Wow!”


    There was a collective gasp from the crowd, everyone started pping, all eagerly looking at the girl!


    At this moment, Camille, dressed in a formal dress and a white veil, was stuck at the nearest traffic light to the leisure square.


    Holding her mobile phone, she asionally nced at the screen anxiously, “What is Tristan doing? Doesn’t he even have my number? Why hasn’t he called me?”


    “He might want to surprise you, wait a bit longer.” The assistant sat next to her, the driver driving the car.


    Yes, Camille had gone to thepany to find Tristan earlier and identally learned that Tristan had prepared a romantic proposal at the leisure square.


    This woman confidently thought she would be the main character…


    French women are not only romantic but also very proactive, so she couldn’t wait to change her makeup, put on a formal dress, and rushed over here.


    Camille believed that the most meaningful thing is to rush towards each other.


    The countdown for the red light, 3, 2, 1, when the light turned green, the car moved forward…Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    The romantic leisure square, night had already fallen, the surrounding lights were warm yellow, especially cozy.


    Monica looked at Tristan’s sincere and earnest eyes, no matter how many times she saw this face, it was always enough to make her want to look again.


    Her idol, the boy she liked, had actually painstakingly arranged this scene today, proposing to her!


    This was a scenario Monica had imagined countless times in her dreams, she couldn’t help but feel moved to tears, for a moment she was choked up, and his figure in front of her gradually became blurred.