Chapter 1289 (1/2)

Feng Ling's face was expressionless: ”Mr. Ian's cold joke is not funny.”

Ian chuckled, ”what if I did?”

Feng Ling glanced at him coldly: ”then jump, I won't stop you.”

”Tut, you are really...” Ian really loves and hates this kind of temper. At last, he can only feel his teeth itchy. Although he would like to take people into his arms and give him a good kiss to let him know that he is not so good tempered and patient, but because of her temper, he still knows that he can't be too close, otherwise he will only push people further.

They entered the elevator that only the senior management of the bank building could take, so the whole way was unimpeded, and they didn't stop in the middle of the height of 70 floors to the top floor.

When the elevator arrived, Ian smiled and watched Feng Ling reach forward and make a gesture of asking.

Feng Ling is not sure, so she went out directly. After stepping out of the elevator, she saw that there is still a small staircase about ten floors on the roof. She walked directly.

When I walked all the way up the stairs to the roof, the open space in the middle of the roof was covered with red roses, not petals, but a fresh red rose. In the middle, there was a huge heart shape made of white roses.

Feng Ling's steps stopped immediately.

Ian walked behind her: ”I know that this way looks really tacky, but according to my observation, your experience and everything are simple. I don't know if this kind of tacky expression can enter your eyes, but at least I'm sincere. If I can get even a little bit of your heart, even if I can make the whole street full of flowers I will, too. ”

Fengling: ”...”

Ian came to her and looked at her in silence. ”You've been invited so many times that you won't have a meal with me. Since you're here today, you'll have a dinner here?”

Feng Ling turned to him and said, ”Mr. Ian, I think I should tell you...”

”Don't say anything first.” He reached out his hand and grasped her wrist. When Feng Ling subconsciously wanted to take it out, he clenched it tightly, and looked at her firmly: ”at least, before you go back to the United States, I will always leave something in your heart, even a little trace, so at least if I go back to the United States, I have reason to see you.”

Feng Ling was led into the large rose field in front of him and walked on a path out of the middle until he saw a delicate table in front of him. At this moment, Ian pressed a dark bell on the table, and immediately someone came up with carved candles that looked exquisite and luxurious, as well as all kinds of exquisite restaurants in various countries. They were placed on the table the same way.

After the men filled the table, Ian motioned for them to go down, until there were only two of them left. He walked up to one side of the chair and motioned for her to come and sit down with his eyes.