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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 77 Molten Custard Bun_3

Wen Yangzhi drawled slowly, "Still want to watch?"

With her lips slightly parted, her round eyes gazed at him, somewhat dazed and confused.

Wen Yangzhi looked at her and felt as if he were addicted to a poison she had seeded within him.

Just exchanging glances made him feel a rush of heat surging through his blood, desire rushing to his head.

In a low voice he said, "Come here."

Yun Yuwan walked over.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, bent down to kiss her; Yun Yuwan tiptoed to offer herself up. The height difference was too much; she couldn't stay on her toes, so he simply picked her up and set her on the vanity. His hands braced on either side of her, and Yun Yuwan's legs wrapped around his waist.

The bathroom light spilled over the two of them, and the movements of their bodies were clearly reflected in the mirror.

Ten minutes later, Yun Yuwan was still sitting on the vanity, leaning in his embrace, her chest rising and falling slightly.