A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 161 - 161 92 Cheating

Chapter 161: Chapter 92: Cheating Chapter 161: Chapter 92: Cheating Yun Yuwan was momentarily dumbfounded. What was she called?

Tentatively, she asked, “Yangzhi?”

The woman’s voice was seductively sweet, her soft and mature body pressing against his back, her arm hooked around his waist. Her narrow, pink nails were coated with clear polish, giving off a delicate sheen.

When she called out to him like this, it made him feel like his treasure had grown up.

Wen Yangzhi’s voice was as steady as agarwood, magnetic with the tremble of an electric current, “What do you want to talk about?”

She immediately took the opportunity to climb up the pole, “Could you not kiss me in front of mom and dad?”

She didn’t whine to him but instead asked him softly while winding herself around his waist.

At this moment, one could indeed feel that it was a seductive woman speaking these words against him.

At the very least, they were equals, her tone relating solely to the affairs of men and women, unrelated to anything else.

Yuwan’s presence was a conflict of innocence and seduction that was compelling.

If she were purely seductive, most men would likely find it difficult to escape her charm.

But she had an innocent side, and even more so than her seductiveness, which she revealed unintentionally because her appearance indeed was seductively enchanting. Yet, she usually looked at people with the clear eyes of a child, preventing others from entertaining too many thoughts.

Even though she wore a silk slip dress, appearing sexy, she would still stuff it into her underwear printed with little pigs.

She had a beautiful figure, but when she snuggled her face close to him, he felt she was just a child.

Even when she was with him at night, enjoying herself, she would never compliment him with a boastful attitude, saying how great he was.

Little Yewan would just turn her face away, secretly letting out suppressed hums, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

Because at her core, she hadn’t really grown up; mentally, she was still a child.

Wen Yangzhi didn’t respond, and Yun Yuwan’s face was against his shoulder blade.

The room was incredibly quiet, the only sound the warmth of their body heat as if it was about to envelop the back of his neck.

Yuwan, however, had no idea the body of the man she was hugging was slowly tensing up.

When he didn’t answer, Yun Yuwan was confused but asked in a soft voice, “Won’t you agree to it?”

His voice was extremely low, slow and deep, like the unwritten rules of adult exchanges bubbling with ambiguity, “Why should I agree to you?”

She murmured to herself, thoughtful as if pondering the question, which caused her intonation to lift slightly at the end, lazy and somewhat distant, “You tell me, how can you agree?”

Wen Yangzhi didn’t answer, he simply raised his hand,

And locked the door.

Before Yun Yuwan could react, her slip dress was abruptly yanked up and shoved over her head.

Yuwan didn’t understand why he had got dressed and then suddenly did this, she was suddenly choked up, “You haven’t agreed to me… what are you doing?”

He didn’t answer her, didn’t even make a sound, leaving only his actions.

More than an hour later, Wen Wei got up in the morning, holding a thermos mug, standing in the hallway to clear his mind.

He glanced at the opposite corridor, only to see Yun Yuwan coming out of Wen Yangzhi’s room.

Yun Yuwan’s face and the bases of her eyes were flushed.

Wen Wei was so surprised that he spilled his drink.

The water fell to the first floor where Zhao Qin was positioning herself to mimic Yun Yuwan’s flower arrangement when she suddenly felt water drip onto her head.

She immediately covered her head with a shawl, annoyed, looking up, “Who’s there?”

Looking up, she saw Wen Wei on the upper floor, staring dumbfounded at the opposite hallway.

Zhao Qin cursed inwardly.

This damned old fool, so old that he can’t even drink water without dribbling it down his chin.

She had just had her hair styled by a celebrity hairdresser yesterday.

Zhao Qin’s face was wrinkled in displeasure as she pressed the elevator to go upstairs to wash her hair.

Meanwhile, Wen Wei didn’t even realize his wife had been baptized by his drool; he was focused on Yun Yuwan, who had just come out of Wen Yangzhi’s room, in sheer astonishment.

Why was Yuwan visiting Hong Sheng’s room so early in the morning?

What were Hong Sheng and she talking about that they needed her to go up there early, avoiding everyone in the house, afraid of being overheard?

Wen Wei was concerned.

Could it be that he was asking her to be more sensible for the Mid-Autumn Festival today, not to make things too complicated and seek attention?

He had noticed when the butler was setting up river lanterns this morning that there were two extra ones. Butler Deng said they were prepared for Miss Yun’s parents, as she had specifically requested.

Maybe Hong Sheng had seen them as well, so…

Suddenly, Wen Wei felt a pang of guilt and heartache.

Yuwan’s face was red, her eyes too, looking as if she had been humiliated, embarrassed, and on the verge of crying.

Originally, his son was supposed to protect Wanyi’s daughter, but now his son had become the existence that made Yuwan most embarrassed, showing no sign of caring.

Yuwan was no thief; she was a child of this family too.

Even if Yuwan received his affection and learned the art that Hong Sheng had wanted to but couldn’t, Hong Sheng shouldn’t exclude her like this.

Seeing how upset Yuwan was, if she weren’t in the hallway, she would have probably cried out loud, her eyes as red as a rabbit’s.