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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

He hesitated for just two seconds, his steps somewhat unsteady as he walked over.


Her voice gently leading, "Come on, say it again, what you just said."


He didn't know if it was the drunkenness that made him shameless, or if he always had the attributes of a big, wolfish dog, "Can I stay, is that okay?"


She dawdled in the smoke, her hand resting on the railing, "Then why should I not leave, hm?"


He listed his own advantages that were favorable to her, "I must be the wealthiest of your suitors, and you're most familiar with me."


She calmly and seductively coached her brother, who was four years older, "But I don't need to pick the wealthiest, and familiarity will come with time, no matter who it is."


His big hand slid over her silk nightgown, cradling her waist, "I am the person you've loved the longest."


She teased, "You remember even when you're drunk?"


He watched her through the lingering smoke, "Because I've also loved you for ten years."


Chapter 149 Why Is It You Again