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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

Wen Yangzhi knew that there was a high probability that he and Yun Yuwan had been together before, and given Jiang Yingyu's age, he probably wanted to talk about his past with Yun Yuwan tonight to try to drive him away.


In the evening, Yun Yuwan went to meet a business partner, and Wen Yangzhi went to the place Jiang Yingyu had arranged.


As soon as he sat down, the young junior opposite him began, "Can you treat Yuwan well?"


Wen Yangzhi remained calm, "Why bring this up all of a sudden?"


Jiang Yingyu's smile carried a hint of helplessness, as if lamenting his own presumption, "Actually, that day when everyone had dinner together, she told me she came back to be with her child's father."


Wen Yangzhi felt as though his back had been pinned down with steel nails, his heart leaking a stream of warm blood.


Chapter 159: Compound_2