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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

The happiest I've been is dreaming about her looking smug, even though I don't know what she was smug about, but seeing her happy made me inexplicably joyful, and I laughed along with her.


Even when I didn't fully understand her, I remember she could get happy about the littlest things, to the point of wagging her tail.


Standing in front of the French window, her long hair twisted into a lazy low bun, she exuded the aura of a refined woman when she stood there quietly:


He looked at her with a depth like the churning sea, "Otherwise, how could I have seen you in the past six years?"


Yun Yuwan looked at him, sometimes finding it hard to believe that such a man would fall for a crush.


Always feeling incredulous, thrilled by the favor bestowed upon her.


Her bright red lips parted and pressed together: "Why can't I hug you in your dreams?"


Chapter 131 Marry me