A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 192 - 192 105 is not needed

Chapter 192: Chapter 105 is not needed Chapter 192: Chapter 105 is not needed Yun Yuwan held the iPad, dazed.

She simply grabbed the iPad and went online to check the collaboration between Wen Bank and the animation.

The official promotional material from Wen Bank immediately popped up.

She wasn’t interested in the slogans and scrolled down to the merchandise section.

Yuwan dolls, Yuwan round fans, Yuwan pillows…

When Yun Yuwan tried to scroll further down, she realized she had reached the bottom, and there was no more.

She swiped several more times only to see the page indicating that she had reached the bottom.

It was only then that she realized and looked at the four intricately made phone cases, which weren’t refined like mass-produced items, but instead had a handmade feel to them.

These four phone cases were not listed in the merchandise section.

So, were these specially custom-made for her by Wen Yangzhi?

Yun Yuwan looked at the cute and eye-catching Q-version characters.

They were so adorable that she wanted to gobble up the phone cases in one bite.

She finally understood that all these were signs of affection, and she knowingly teased herself inside.

Bank co-branded phone cases—bank co-branded—the bank co-branded—bank—

At noon, when Wen Yangzhi came back and they were eating, Yun Yuwan casually placed her phone on the table.

She coughed quietly.

Wen Yangzhi looked over, and the phone lying face down on the table caught his eye.

He paused for only a moment before nonchalantly placing a cup next to her hand.

The corners of Yun Yuwan’s lips subtly lifted, and she was undoubtedly delighted with Wen Yangzhi inside.

After the meal, Wen Yangzhi changed into a white T-shirt and grey pants, and with white sneakers under his long legs, he wore no watch, only a gardenia silver ring on his ring finger.

Lacking in luxurious attire, he resembled a handsome, middle-class-born guy, clearly from a decent background, but not so distant as to awe and repel others.

Most importantly, he gave off the vibe,

“I want this man’s WeChat.”

Yun Yuwan, seeing him dressed like this upstairs, was a bit surprised: “Why are you dressed like that?”

“Supermarket,” he reminded her succinctly with just two words.

Yun Yuwan then remembered what he had mentioned the day before.

She went to change out of her pajamas, but in the cloakroom, she kept glancing at him.

She seldom saw him in this kind of attire.

Seeing her dawdling, Wen Yangzhi walked over and stood behind her to help pull up her dress zipper.

Yun Yuwan, looking into the mirror, saw him standing behind her, her mouth unwittingly curving into a smile as she couldn’t help but praise him:

“You look so handsome, big brother.”

Wen Yangzhi was unmoved, his face still expressionless, not even responding to her banter.

“All right, let’s go,” he said.

Yun Yuwan bounced along behind him.

Wen Yangzhi did not summon a driver and drove himself, watching him steer with one hand, Yun Yuwan felt as though they were just like any other ordinary couple.

She flipped down the sun visor in the passenger seat to check her reflection. Without makeup, Yun Yuwan held her face, feeling cuter than ever.

Wen Yangzhi caught a glimpse of her admiring her own beauty, and his lips tugged lightly:

“Beautiful,” he said.

She replied, intoxicated yet bashful, “What for?”

Wen Yangzhi glanced at her dispassionately: “Give me the card.”

Yun Yuwan hastily obliged: “Oh, right.”

She quickly closed the visor and rummaged through the glove compartment.

Wen Yangzhi parked the car in the underground garage.

Yun Yuwan, wearing a cotton dress, walked hand in hand with him, just like other couples visiting the supermarket after work.

Walking among the crowds, Yun Yuwan hugged his arm: “This really won’t affect the bank, right?”

“No,” Wen Yangzhi casually assured her.

Reassured by his confirmation, Yun Yuwan took both of his hands in hers as they strolled through the chain member store.

As they reached the household goods section, Yun Yuwan suddenly picked up a beautiful bottle:

“What do you think about buying this for our room?” she asked.

Wen Yangzhi looked down; it was a sleep fragrance.

Yun Yuwan sniffed it and then looked up at him with her big, clear doe eyes:

“Brother, smell this,” she urged.

He leaned down, and she held the fragrance sample up to him with both hands.

Little Yuwan whispered in his ear: “Shall we buy this and put it by the bed?”

Her warm breath and the scent of tuberose from her hair clung to him, and she stood close to his side.

It felt like a little puppy that the more you push away, the more it wants to please you, striving to snuggle up to you.

If you liked it, it would become even more overbearing, wanting to chew on your ear.

Wen Yangzhi was vague in his response: “For when you want to sleep with me?”

Yun Yuwan affirmed his words: “Yeah, it smells so sweet.”

The sleep fragrances in the supermarket were all from a perfume brand, not cheap stuff, but Wen Yangzhi never used sleep fragrances to sleep.

But faced with Yun Yuwan’s expectant gaze, like a kitten waiting for him to open a can of food, Wen Yangzhi was captivated: “Buy one bottle.”