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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

At night, Wen Yangzhi would, as usual, climb into Yun Yuwan's small bed, even if that meant he had to curl up to sleep; thankfully, she still hadn't locked the door.


When he held her, she was looking at her phone, and when he pulled her into his arms, she didn't say anything.


Wen Yangzhi's voice was extremely low, as if to shake her very bones, causing them to tremble, "Can we talk?"


She just turned over in his arms to face him, freeing one hand to touch his handsome and chiseled face, her tone gentle,


If he hadn't heard Jiang Jianqing say those words, at that moment, hearing her say this, Wen Yangzhi might have thought she had forgiven him and decided to let bygones be bygones.


But now he knew, she didn't even want to listen to an explanation.


Chapter 138 Escape