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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.
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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

A Crazy Love Proposal

Yun Yuwan heard him and felt a thrill of secret delight that sent her into raptures, but also felt a bit embarrassed, "Why so sudden?"


As he signed the document, he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, his voice merging with the rustling sound of the fountain pen on the A4 paper:


"I hadn't seen you in three years, and I wanted to see you."


He missed her so much that he took such roundabout ways, devising such an excuse, writing a letter so contrived, yet one that gave no reason not to return to the country.


An entire billion, even if she returned just to ask him why, she would come back.


The reason was simply to see her, even if it was just a hurried glance while cashing a check.


With such a large sum, it would surely be reported up through the hierarchy of any Wen Bank branch in the country where she attempted the transaction, and an appointment would be needed in advance.


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