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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

But her mind was filled with the scene that had just unfolded.


She was still somewhat distracted when it came time to eat.


Yun Yuwan still didn't speak to Wen Yangzhi, and he let her be; neither of them opened their mouths.


At the dinner table, the tuna was a bit far from Yun Yuwan, and she wanted to eat the belly portion but couldn't reach it.


She whispered to the servant, "Auntie, could you please pass me a pair of serving chopsticks?"


She couldn't reach it because it was a bit far, and the serving chopsticks were relatively longer.


The servant had just handed the boiled water to Wen Yangzhi, who casually placed his bowl to his right, closer to Yun Yuwan.


Out of the corner of her eye, Yun Yuwan saw him move the bowl closer and suddenly felt a smug smile curve on her lips.


She knew it—no matter how convincingly he pretended, wasn't he just afraid of her ignoring him, immediately softening his stance?


Chapter 127: The Squirrel Steals Nuts_2