Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Chapter 197 Will you marry me?

As soon as Meng Zhiling asked the question, the whole audience immediately fell silent again.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Qiao Surong also stared at Lao Sun with wide eyes. The meaning was very clear. He wanted Lao Sun to answer carefully and think clearly before answering. If he dared to say a bad word, he would immediately turn hostile.

"Miss Meng, I can't judge this. It may happen at irregular intervals, or it may lurk for a lifetime, even after a hundred years, and remain hidden in the body. But it is also possible that it will happen tomorrow..." Old Sun stopped talking halfway. Even if he didn't say it, everyone knew what he was going to say next.

Suddenly, the whole audience fell silent again. Of course, everyone hoped that it was the former possibility.

"Haha, Su Rong, did you hear that? I told you not to worry. Mr. Sun said that it might never happen again in your lifetime. Don't worry, I will find a way myself!" Meng Zhiling laughed cheerfully. Of course, the purpose was also to ease the tense atmosphere on the scene, especially Qiao Surong's nervousness and worry.

"Well, let's go."

Qiao Surong stood up, took Meng Zhiling's hand, then looked around again, looking at everyone coldly.

Then he said sternly, "All of you stay here. One day, when the remaining poison from Miss Meng is completely eliminated, you can leave safely. Otherwise, I don't mind having a few more people to accompany you on the road to the underworld!"

Qiao Surong's words included many meanings. In short, to these experts and doctors, Qiao Surong's words were a blatant threat.

Even if Qiao Surong did not threaten them, they would still try their best, because they still owed Qiao Surong a life, which he could take at any time. If he needed them, they would naturally do their best!

"Got it, Mr. Qiao!" After waiting for everyone's answers, Qiao Surong smiled with satisfaction and pulled Meng Zhiling away from the InterContinental Hotel.

"Su Rong, you shouldn't blame Mr. Sun and the others. My poison is none of their business. He also said this. Doesn't it mean leaving it to fate?" Meng Zhiling pulled Qiao Surong, thinking that there was no need for those experts to be implicated by Qiao Surong's anger because of her.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to them. I'm just anxious and want to heal you quickly because it's buried in your body like a time bomb, do you understand?" Qiao Surong kept frowning, and even the unfathomable smile he always liked to wear was gone.

It was conceivable that he was more worried than Meng Zhiling herself.

Meng Zhiling also pouted, "Don't worry, Su Rong, I won't leave you, everything will be fine. Didn't we both promise to be with each other until old age? I won't give up halfway and break my promise!"

She smiled slightly, wanting to comfort him, but it made his nose sore. He immediately turned away and inadvertently wiped away the tears that had already overflowed from his eyes.

"Well, silly girl, I really am a coward that I need you to comfort me at this time, haha." Qiao Surong laughed at himself and pulled her hand. His thin and warm lips just covered the wound on the back of her hand caused by the snake bite.

The next second, Meng Zhiling felt a tingling sensation and slight pain on the back of her hand.

"What are you doing?" Meng Zhiling immediately shook off her hand and looked at Qiao Surong in horror.

He was actually helping her suck the blood from the wound. It was a deadly poison, not just a thorn. What a lunatic.

"Do you know that this is very dangerous? Are you crazy?" Meng Zhiling looked at Qiao Surong who was still smiling foolishly, and was so angry that she scolded him anxiously.

"I'm neither crazy nor stupid. I know what I'm doing. I just want to live and die with you. Life and death don't matter to you, but to me, it's not that important either. I just want to see you every day while I'm alive. This is the only meaning of life I think." Qiao Surong looked at Meng Zhiling tenderly. After saying a lot, he hugged her in his arms, greedily indulging in her unique body fragrance.

"Silly boy, am I not the same? Let's go, it's almost time to eat." Meng Zhiling was moved and successfully changed the subject.

She still had so many things to do and would not let herself go to see the King of Hell so soon. She also didn't want Qiao Surong to be depressed and unhappy every day because of this matter.

The two drove to their old place, Chun Man Tang. Meng Zhiling got out of the car and winked mysteriously at Qiao Surong. "Brother Rong, you go in first. I need to get something from somewhere. Come in right away."

"What is that? So mysterious?" Qiao Surong raised his eyebrows, wanting to know what she was doing as soon as possible.

"You'll know in a moment. Come on and order my favorite Western food for me. Mmmmm!" Meng Zhiling tiptoed and gently kissed Qiao Surong on the cheek.

Qiao Surong was immediately overjoyed, "Okay, then hurry up!"

In fact, Meng Zhiling didn't go anywhere at all. After Qiao Surong left, Meng Zhiling calmly opened the trunk of the car and took out a small pocket-sized paper bag, which contained the birthday gift she bought for Qiao Surong a few days ago.

When Meng Zhiling arrived at the private room, the table was already filled with her favorite dishes.

"Why so fast?" Qiao Surong pretended not to see the gift bag in Meng Zhiling's hand. He was afraid that he was overthinking it, so he asked calmly.

Meng Zhiling also smiled, "Fast? Because I miss you, so it's faster!"

"Tsk, why are you so smooth-talking now?" Qiao Surong felt a little embarrassed by Meng Zhiling's sudden love words, so he said "shyly".

"I learned it from someone!" Meng Zhiling rolled her eyes at him arrogantly, then sat on the chair that Qiao Surong pushed out.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, okay? Let's eat first!" Qiao Surong said as he brought the steak he had already cut in front of her. His gentle eyes and tone were almost enough to make her want to drip water.

"Don't be impatient. Before we eat, I want to give you something!" Meng Zhiling blinked and put the bag in her hand in front of Qiao Surong, motioning him to open it.

"What's the matter? Why are you suddenly giving me a gift?" Qiao Surong suppressed the excitement in his heart and said it lightly, as if he was really not surprised at all and didn't care at all.

In fact, only God knows how ecstatic he is right now and how much he is looking forward to what is inside.

"What? So calm? Not surprised at all?" Meng Zhiling pursed her lips and pretended to snatch the gift from him and not give it to him.

Now Qiao Surong could no longer pretend. He dodged his hand and looked at her aggrievedly. Then he held the gift in his hand. Although he didn't know what it was, he treated it as a top-notch treasure, as if it was more important than his life.

"Can't I just pretend? I have to pretend I'm not that excited. After all, I'm a successful man. I can't be so exaggerated like a little girl when I see a small gift, right?"

"Oh? Really? Then open it and take a look. It's definitely a gift that will excite you."

Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows and sat with her arms crossed, waiting to see his ecstatic expression to slap her in the face.

As expected, Qiao Surong sat down and carefully took out a small gift box from the bag. Then he looked at Meng Zhiling again. Meng Zhiling nodded at him, encouraging him to continue unpacking.

Only then did Qiao Surong slowly open the box, holding his breath.

He had imagined whether it would be a belt, cuffs, tie, etc., but until he actually saw it, his heart was always alternating between anticipation and anxiety.

Qiao Surong could feel that his hands were shaking, but he still tried to keep himself calm. Until the moment he opened the box, his hands and pupils were shaking uncontrollably.

Inside the box was a pair of diamond rings. They didn't have any luxurious designs, but were just like those ordinary couple rings, simple and elegant. However, the texture was obviously better than those sold in specialty stores.

Meng Zhiling saw Qiao Surong looking at her blankly, smiled slightly, with the same doting look he usually gave her, and then shook her head.

Picking up the diamond ring on the table, he said, "Mr. Qiao Surong, are you willing to marry Miss Meng Zhiling?"

When Meng Zhiling spoke, her throat was actually trembling. She held the diamond ring nervously and looked at Qiao Surong nervously.

At this time, Qiao Surong had already been "scared silly" by her. With his mouth half open, he stared at Meng Zhiling in disbelief.

"Mr. Qiao? Are you willing?" Meng Zhiling waited nervously for his answer and looked at Qiao Surong anxiously, but saw that he was completely dumbfounded and seemed to have no intention of answering her at all, so she asked again in a raised voice.

"Meng Meng? Are you proposing to me?" Faced with Meng Zhiling's repeated question, Qiao Surong's voice became hoarse with excitement. He asked while biting his lips, fearing that it was just a dream.

"What do you think?"

Meng Zhiling said a little aggrievedly. After all, she had already said it twice, and this fool was still asking questions and confirming? Couldn't he just give her a definite answer?

"I'm really not dreaming?" Qiao Surong confirmed again, still unable to believe it was real.

Meng Zhiling looked at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "Agree or not, just one word?" Meng Zhiling said coldly and domineeringly.

"Haha, one word? How do you want me to say it?" Qiao Surong had been thinking. If "I am willing" was three words, "I am willing" was two words, or if it was just one word, his brain short-circuited for a moment and he didn't know how to answer.

But when Meng Zhiling heard this, she thought he was not agreeing, and her heart tightened and she felt a little disappointed.

"Okay, I agree. I am willing. I am really, really willing. Mengmeng, I have been looking forward to this day. I just didn't expect that this time, it was you who took the initiative!" Qiao Surong said excitedly, a little incoherent.

"What? I can't take the initiative? You have the right to refuse. You'd better think about it. I'll give you another chance to regret it!" Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows. In fact, her heart had already floated into the sky at this moment. Just like Qiao Surong just now, she pretended not to care.