A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 112 - 112 72 Do You Believe It Yourself_2

Chapter 112: Chapter 72 Do You Believe It Yourself?_2 Chapter 112: Chapter 72 Do You Believe It Yourself?_2 Tears ran down his prominent nose and chiseled chin.

“It’s not that it couldn’t be done, but it shouldn’t be at this time. If I had seen Zhou Fei wearing that necklace and immediately came up to explain and follow her, she would have been very happy tonight. But now is not the moment the incident occurred.”

A warm embrace encircled her, giving her a moment of reassurance as she felt his care and knew her cutting words contradicted the truth—she had actually witnessed his sincerity.

The intense contact and warmth proved she was genuinely noticed.

But she didn’t want to numb herself, to ignore her own wounds, and could only choke out, “I don’t want to be with you anymore, I can’t feel your love for me at all.”

“I’m sorry, what do you want? I’ll give it to you now,” Yangzhi’s voice was extremely low.

She dared not imagine that Yangzhi would admit his mistake.

Yun Yuwan simply retracted into her shell and refused, “I don’t want to deal with you right now.”

After a long while, the bathroom was filled with misty steam, droplets condensed on the glass and streamed down; he let go of her, knowing her attitude had softened but not wanting to continue to let her struggle.

The storm within her would only hurt more if it dragged in other things.

After showering, Yun Yuwan still went to bed, lying in the same bed as him, but far away from him, sleeping in a corner.

She turned her back to him and unconsciously started to weep, silently and without any movement.

Often, she didn’t even know what she was angry about.

After all, the necklace belonged to that person in the first place. It was she who had interfered; she had interfered, yet Yangzhi still chose her. But she just didn’t want to see the necklace on another woman’s neck.

It’s normal for emotions to change in adulthood.

Thinking she was asleep, Yangzhi reached over to cover her with the blanket, only to realize that she had been crying all along.

“Are you still very upset?”

She buried her head a little more towards the pillow, “I don’t know, I don’t want to talk to you right now.”

Yangzhi sat up quietly and after a long time, asked, “Why don’t you want to talk to me?”

Her voice was calm, almost masochistically craving his response, “Do you even like me that much? If you came back this time, without my being so proactive, would you want to be with me?”

He didn’t answer.

Yun Yuwan knew there wouldn’t be one, and she forced a smile:

“I just want to find someone who will definitely always like me, and always have absolute favoritism towards me. I don’t want to guess anymore, deceive myself that someone loves me deeply. For a short while, I can fool myself, but over time, not even the people around me can be fooled.”

She felt very sad, “You know, I don’t have parents, so I especially hope to have a home of my own, not the kind where I can be casually replaced.”

Her tears continued to flow from the corner of her eyes, down her nose, and drop onto the pillow, “If you don’t really like me that much, it’s better to split up, as siblings rather than lovers, it’s more dignified. You won’t waste so much time, and I can find someone who truly likes me.”

As she spoke the last sentence, she finally couldn’t help choking up, her heart aching for never having someone warmly and passionately love only her.

In this respect, Yang Ni’s affection was more tangible than Yangzhi’s.

Yang Ni, after all, unabashedly followed her, visibly favoring her.

Yun Yuwan knew that if she was to be in a relationship where he was even less attentive than a friend, what was the point of that relationship?

To satisfy her own unrequited love of six years was just too ridiculous.

“I do like you a lot, but it’s not enough that only I like you. I only want to like someone who will like me back.”

She felt Yangzhi stand up.

She guessed what was happening, as hot tears silently rolled down.

Maybe he also found it annoying to listen to, thought it better for him to leave so she could have some peace of mind.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

But unexpectedly, Yangzhi walked over to her, sat down on the carpet in front of her, his dark eyes gazing intensely at her:

“What do you want?”

She instinctively pulled back to create distance.

He looked at her squarely, his aura calm and resolute, “Let’s go back to the old house now, tell Zhao Qin and Wen Wei that I’m in a relationship with you and don’t wish for you to be in an arranged marriage, is that enough?”

She just smiled bitterly, tears flowing down her temples, “Can you? Your surname is Wen, you’re supposed to enter an arranged marriage.”

He gave her a firm and definitive answer, “I’ve never thought of entering an arranged marriage.”

She wasn’t so naïve, “Even if you’ve never thought about it, you’re still expected to have one.”

Yangzhi’s voice was cold and precise, yet with his usual calm composure, “I’ve reached this position now, if I don’t want to, no one can force me.”