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Chapter 640

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"Yihan …" Su Qianci felt uncomfortable, turned around, and looked at him.

Just when Su Qianci turned around, Lu Yihan saw the large bouquet of lilies and various flowers in her arms, and his eyes darkened.

Then, he looked up at the dense sea of red flowers.

The dense roses were divided into two sides, and there was a long path in the middle.

Suddenly, the girls around screamed crazily and shouted, "What is that?"

"Ah, the latest international robot. Who is this? How could they be so generous!"

"Awesome!"



A robot came straight over, with a wire tied to its waist.

There was a red roller on the wire. When the robot walked, the roller was pulled, and a layer of red was laid on the ground.

Su Qianci saw it, slightly dazed, and looked at Lu Yihan.

Lu Yihan did not speak, also looking at the little robot.

The little robot walked slowly, and it took ten minutes to reach Su Qianci. The red carpet on the roller was just finished and fell to the ground, forming a long red carpet path.

The little robot came up, bowed to Su Qianci, and said in a mechanical voice, "Dear Mrs. Li, everything is ready. Please accept my apology."

When the robot's voice fell, a small compartment popped open on its stomach.

A small claw held a red velvet box and handed it out.

Su Qianci held the flowers and took the red velvet box with one hand.

Opening it, there was a pendant inside, beautiful platinum inlaid with shining rubies. This was a … swan.

Su Qianci saw it, her pupils suddenly shrank, and subconsciously reached out to hold the swan necklace on her neck, and her heart suddenly sped up.

The little robot also took out a big note from the inside compartment, handed it to Su Qianci, and said, "Dear Mrs. Li, please accept my apology."

On the piece of paper, the bold and vigorous handwriting was impressively eye-catching.

There was not much content, just four words: I am back.

Tears gathered at some point, and the bean-sized water drops fell on the paper, dipping a corner of the pen on it.

The crowd exclaimed without warning, shouting, "God, who is that!"

"So familiar! I must have seen it somewhere before! "

"Isn't this … that guy?"

Hearing the voices around her, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the end of the red carpet.

It was noon, the time when the sun was at its brightest in the 24 hours of the day.

The blazing and scorching light shrouded a tall and slender figure, walking step by step against the light.

Su Qianci's eyes were blurred, and the strong light made her tear up even more.

He was wearing a suit that fitted him perfectly. He was tall and slender, but he stood upright. Every step he took seemed to bring with it a dazzling light.

He didn't have much of an expression on his face, but his facial features were exquisite and sharp. His jawline was tight, and his deep and cold eyes carried an indescribable gentleness as he slowly walked forward.

He was holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand. They were bright like fire and glistening red, making his unusually fair skin look even more tender and youthful.

Su Qianci looked at him, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Almost subconsciously, she walked in his direction.

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