Battle in the City

The commercial plaza was bustling and lively.

Beneath the glass canopy was an especially suitable place for business events or romantic confessions. Outside a women's clothing store were balloons, candles, sparkling string lights, and heart-shaped red and blue roses spread across the floor. An unsuspecting girl had been brought over by her best friend with her eyes covered.

The girl was young and beautiful, with a slender figure and an oval face.

She found her best friend's behavior inexplicable and felt somewhat uneasy.

Many young people surrounded the flowers and balloons, holding up their phones to take pictures and videos. A neatly dressed young man wearing glasses held a gift in his hands, nervous and excited.

The young man nodded, and her best friend removed the blindfold.

The beautiful girl froze for a moment and instantly understood what was happening. Her brows drew tightly together. She wanted to leave, yet feared embarrassing her friends and classmates. Standing amid the flowers, candles, and balloons, she was deeply conflicted. She absolutely hated being forced by her best friend to do something she did not like.

The young man excitedly dropped to one knee, raised the gift, and looked at the girl with love in his eyes.

"Nannan, will you be my girlfriend? I love you. In this vast sea of people, meeting you was fate. I only hope to guard your happiness and sweetness with my sincerity~"

The girl did not move. Her face was awkward, conflicted, and helpless. She had been inexplicably brought here and inexplicably confessed to—had anyone considered how she felt?

She truly did not understand her best friend's romantic mindset, as though everyone in the world had to find a partner.

She grabbed at her hair hard and took a deep breath, forcing down her anger.

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