Chapter 530 Marriage Proposal

The next day, the huge Gulfstream 4 roared down and then slowly taxied to the apron.

Song Ya, who was wearing a casual suit, glanced at the professional equipment and cameraman pulled from the crew behind, and then at the trunk of the car driven by old Larry.

"Don't open it later, all the roses are inside." He told Hayden.

"Don't worry, boss, you only need one person, and we are professional in other aspects." Hayden and Yeremov laughed heartlessly, "This is Hollywood."

"Come on, you didn't prepare any special surprises and romances for me." Song Ya complained.

"The time is short." Yeremov looked embarrassed.

"Yeah, it's a bit hasty." Song Ya touched the impromptu ring in his pocket, and he will propose to Mariah Carey later. The combination of two music superstars, this big news should be enough to draw everyone's attention away from him The sentence "famous saying" is temporarily pulled over.

He felt a little sorry, "I didn't expect the reason that made me make up my mind to be so utilitarian."

"You should have done this a long time ago. Don't you know what Miss Kelly is thinking? It was in her life plan that she would get married last year."

Linda said: "She is four years older than you, but she can't wait to buy a manor house and a private jet in New York with you. Such an obvious hint, why does she think you can't feel it? She has been waiting for this moment for a long time. , but you have been pretending to be stupid, slow and hesitant... It would be nice if there was an opportunity to prompt you to act immediately."

Didi... Didi...

Halle: 'Dancing out of my life on the 5th is there a party at the end of the shutdown press conference? Still at your house in Beverly Hills? '

'Yes. '

Song Ya replied with a simple word, and planned to turn off the phone.

Mariah Carey: 'Who are you texting? I saw it all through the porthole, don't delete it! Wait for me to check! '

'lol'

Song Ya calmly emptied the inbox and outbox, and threw the phone into Linda's hand.

The plane slowly stopped ahead, the boarding ladder was lowered, a flight attendant opened the door, and then disappeared through the door.

"Um?"

It turned out that there was also a camera crew on the plane. A white man with long hair was carrying a camera and was concentrating on shooting while walking backwards down the gangway. He should be the follower of his music box album global tour announcement documentary.

Then her queen backing singer Trey Laurenz and the black aunt and the music troupe filed out with luggage, talking and laughing, including her make-up artist and accompanying reporters, who seemed to have drunk a lot. Sometimes I stumble under my feet.

"APLUS!"

Trey Laurenz came down and gave Song Ya a firm hug, "Long time no see, how are you recently?"

"It's okay, welcome back." Song Ya could only pat him on the back and said.

"It's okay, Miss Kelly insisted on letting us come to Los Angeles. You know, we were all planning to get off the plane and go home directly in New York..." he said drunkenly, tongue-tied.

"Hey! What are you doing? Be careful!"

The bucket aunts are using the airplane as the background, so that the photographer can take enough pictures,

Unexpectedly, the old Mike reversed the car, and they complained loudly.

"Hey! Everyone!" Yeremov showed his temper as an executive producer, and clapped his hands to clear the scene, "Get out of here! Everyone! Don't block the camera!"

"Who are you M-fxxk!?"

"No!"

The aunts are coquettish.

Old Mike honked the horn impatiently.

Song Ya's head hurt a little from the noise, but fortunately, Mariah Carey wore a Mediterranean-style off-the-shoulder dress and appeared beautifully at the door of the cabin, "Ah?" The two film crews raised the camera at the same time, For a moment, she didn't know which one was the right one, so she simply cleared her throat, posed both sides with rain and dew, and kept changing positions alluringly.

Song Ya winked at the female assistant behind her.

The female assistant urged her in her ear, and then she put away her pose, and twisted down the gangway flamboyantly.

"Honey, have you been misbehaving during this time? Huh?" She threw herself into Song Ya's arms and concealed her murderous intent in the first sentence.

"Isn't everything under your control? You bought my sister, and her boyfriend, right?" Song Ya lied to her.

"Ah? Huh? No way, well, you discovered all of this, little witty ghost." Sure enough, she fell into the trick, and she seemed to have drunk a lot, and she was a bit stupid.

At this time, the old Mike reversed the car and accidentally bumped into the leg of the documentary photographer, "Hey! Watch!" The other party protested loudly.

"Let's take a group photo?" Trey Lorenz wobbled back and put his arms around Song Ya's shoulders, "APLUS! We all want it! We love you too!" Her aunt and Yintuan screamed.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Yeremov anxiously came over and tried to disperse the aunts surrounding him, "You are blocking the camera!"

Old Mike was beeping his horn and still backing up.

Seeing that this place is almost as chaotic as the vegetable market, Song Ya turned her head and glared at Yeremov, who had just looked determined. M-Fxxk couldn't be bothered anymore, so she made up her mind to put aside her psychological burden, took out her ring, and knelt on one knee land.

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

"Mi...uh, Miss Mariah Carey, can you...cough, will you marry me?" Inexperienced, he covered his mouth with his hands in shock, his eyes full of disbelief Mariah Carey said.

Old Mike ran out of the car and opened the trunk, which was full of red roses.

"Away out there they've got a name for rain and wind and fire..."

Just came to visit, and Adam Sandra and Rick Rubin, who were temporarily arrested, got out of the back seat with their guitars on their backs, playing and singing They Call The Wind Maria...

The cooperation is really unfamiliar, but fortunately, the atmosphere is not bad.

"Oh, my God..." She didn't recover from the shock, she froze in place, not knowing what to do, tears gleamed in her big eyes.

"Oh, Maria... Oh! Maria..." Trey Lorenz pulled out a professional golden voice, saving them from the edge of the tune just in time.

"They call the wind Maria..." the aunts also sang along.

The two film crews approached to shoot at the same time, and Song Ya ignored the camera and just watched her expectantly.

The eyes of the two gradually intertwined, and the affection was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.

"I would."

She finally stopped hesitating, stretched out her hand arrogantly, and let Song Ya put on the ring for her, "Really, people are not prepared at all." Immediately she brought the ring to her eyes for a closer look, her face was full of joy, and she mouthed happily Wrong complained.

Song Ya was actually relieved, stood up, took the bouquet from Old Mike, and stuffed it into her hand, "Are you surprised?"

"Um."

She was actually shy, her cheeks were flushed, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and replied shyly with her head down.

"There should be a big party tonight!" Trey Laurenz and the others cheered loudly after singing.

"Everything is ready, Beverly Hills." Song Ya put her in his arms, "Shall we get in the car?"

"OK."

Like a little girl, she obediently followed Song Ya into the back seat.

"Oh, right……"

Everything went well, Song Ya was in a great mood, lowered the car window and poked her head out, and said to Yeremov: "Send the draft to the major media as soon as possible, and you must be fast, and discuss with Eli and Hayden if you have anything to do. "

"I understand." Yeremov nodded.

"besides……"

Song Ya shouted to her documentary crew again: "You are not allowed to release this video without permission. I have sold it to GQ magazine, exclusive, two hundred thousand dollars!"

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