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A Crazy Love Proposal

Yun Yuwan carelessly lost Wen Yangzhi's letter, but the foreign butler assured her with certainty, "That was a love letter." She had been secretly in love with Wen Yangzhi for many years, and upon learning it was a love letter, she returned home overnight. Clutching the hope that he also liked her, she began to respond. At the dinner table, he said, "Come sit here" She ended up sitting on his lap, dressed in suit pants. When he renovated his newly bought villa, she playfully said she didn't like the crystal chandeliers. Some time later, his assistant told her: The letter Wen Yangzhi had sent was not a love letter at all, but a nine-figure check, intended as a birthday gift. The assistant laughed distantly, "Director Wen can't even be bothered to buy gifts, how could you think he liked you, Miss Yun?" — Long afterward, when Yun Yuwan brought up the incident with shame, Wen Yangzhi didn't reply, he just sparked his lighter, a tiny flame dancing on his handsome face, appearing indifferent and aloof. He never said it wasn't a love letter, Not all love letters contain sweet nothings, At least Wen Yangzhi's didn't. He wouldn't do something so cheap and insincere. Knowing that the men who approached her were after her money. He simply wanted to tell her. Her bit of money, he didn't care for it. — A nine-figure check expires in ten days, I've waited for you for ten years, undying affection still clouds my senses. — Self-loving, beautiful heroine x man whose bark is harder than his bite Independent brand florist x pioneering banker Theme: Adults don't deal in pretense

QuZhao · Urban
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295 Chs
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Chapter 42 You're Pretty Stubborn

She cried in front of him, with Wen Yangzhi reaching out, his cold, pale, long fingers touching her face. The roughness of his fingertips was more pronounced as they stroked her cheeks, caressing but reticent:

"Ask something meaningful."

The night was deepening, and the vast Wen Garden around them was deserted, with only the light from the security room shining in the distance.

Even a kiss here would go unnoticed.

Yun Yuwan wrapped her arms around his slender waist, the silky Barbados cotton shirt slid over her wrists, her breath almost intertwined with his, her round eyes naive and bright, focused solely on him:

"Brother, why won't you answer me, what's so wrong with admitting you've thought about me?"

He didn't push her away, but his tone was flat:

"I haven't."

Yun Yuwan, not convinced, retorted: "You're just being stubborn!"

Wen Yangzhi was just indifferent: "No, I'm not."