A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 196 - 196 106 Go Lie Down By Yourself

Chapter 196: Chapter 106: Go Lie Down By Yourself Chapter 196: Chapter 106: Go Lie Down By Yourself Yun Yuwan was dumbstruck, “You can’t be talking about Jiang Jianqing, can you?”

On the other end of the line, Lin Chu spoke faintly, “Yes, he’s also four years older than me, and a friend of your boyfriend.”

“How could it be such a coincidence?” Yun Yuwan was so shocked she was metaphorically knocked to the ground.

“It’s normal. When I first started in the industry, I had many lawsuits against slanderers. I entrusted them to Jiang Law Firm, which had a lot of experience in handling celebrity cases. Because I’m a public figure, Jiang Jianqing took notice of the project, and that’s how we met.”

Lin Chu wiped her hands, which had caught the smell of smoke, with a wet wipe:

“So I’ve met Wen before. After all, wherever Jiang Jianqing goes, he would also get me an invitation. I’ve always known Wen is your older brother in name, but I didn’t expect you to like him, and for him to like you too.”

As a newcomer, Yun Yuwan shouldn’t be familiar with Wen Yangzhi yet.

Lin Chu had met Wen Yangzhi a few times but never brought up Yun Yuwan in his presence, pretending she didn’t know anything to avoid giving Yun Yuwan any trouble.

Who would have guessed that a man like Wen Yangzhi could harbor a secret crush? If she had known, she could have sold the information to Mr. Wen, and she probably could afford a villa in the Upper East Side of New York by now.

The intelligence on the lover of one’s dreams would probably be worth any price to Mr. Wen.

Lin Chu clicked her tongue, “Up until now, you’ve probably captured Wen’s heart. You don’t even know how frequently Wen Yangzhi is discussed among the big spenders.”

All businessmen have a certain respect for banks, and Wen Yangzhi is the most respected of them all. Not just him, but even his CEOs, bank presidents, and board secretaries are untouchable.

Some mountains are for everyone to climb, some you don’t even dare to dream about. The phrase ‘looking up to him’ isn’t just a joke.

Yun Yuwan knew that Wen Yangzhi’s position was very high, but with her, Wen Yangzhi was just Wen Yangzhi.

“Has your brother mentioned anything about marriage?” Lin Chu couldn’t help being gossipy.

Yun Yuwan looked up at the picture frame in front of her. “Today, he just hung up the painting we did together, in the spot where wedding pictures should go. The painting is of the two of us.”

“Wow,” Lin Chu teased.

Meanwhile downstairs, the servants had no choice but to take the already arranged items back outside.

The butler was surprised by Wen Yangzhi’s refusal, but also felt that he perhaps overstepped his bounds.

In most households, they might feel happy about it, but Mr. Wen has always disliked others guessing his thoughts.

After Yun Yuwan arranged the items, Wen Yangzhi changed his clothes and came upstairs.

She immediately put down her phone, ran over, and hooked her index finger around the waist of his suit pants:

“Yangzhi, I’m going back to the old house in a bit. Remember to come and get me.”

Wen Yangzhi looked down at her restless hand and murmured softly, “Hand.”

He wasn’t wearing a belt; his suit pants fit smoothly and snugly around his hips, her fingers threading through the loops intended for a belt, the back of her hand resting against his abdomen.

Yun Yuwan, disobedient, pressed her hand even tighter against his firm belly. She couldn’t even feel the belt loops with her fingertips—she was provoking him.

The man glanced at her lazily, uninterested, “If you don’t let go, you’re going to eat two extra bowls of rice tonight.”

“I’m going back to the old house to eat tonight. I won’t eat with you,” Yun Yuwan declared fearlessly.

He lifted his eyelids, nonchalantly buttoning his cufflinks, “I’ll take you back. I happen to be free today, and I’ll stay over at home for the night.”

Yun Yuwan choked up. She lowered her head and snuggled into Wen Yangzhi’s raised shirt sleeve, “Don’t be mad at me, brother.”

Her eyebrows rose, her eyes growing rounder and shimmering with light, a natural, pitiful look that tugged at one’s heartstrings.

He didn’t respond, just fastened his buttons while Yun Yuwan looked up at him expectantly, letting out a soft coo from her throat, “Hmm?”

“Hmm what?” His gaze was inscrutable.

She smiled slyly, as if innocently probing, “Hmm, Wen Yangzhi, let me hmm.”

That hum sounded like the one she tried to suppress at night under him, yet she still needed to bite her lip and endure it.

Wen Yangzhi gave her a knowing, light chuckle. “Get changed, I’ll take you back.”

“I’m not going back,” she suddenly spoke out.

Wen Yangzhi said indifferently, “What, are you afraid of me?”

Her rosy lips parted slightly, “Being at your mercy here is just as good.”

“Do you want me to touch you that badly?” Wen Yangzhi teased lightly.

“Yeah, every day with you is so much fun,” she said, her arms hugging his lean and firm waist.

She cooed at him naturally, “Don’t go back, can you come up with an excuse please?”

He didn’t say much, just lightly remarked, “Zhao Qin actually likes you at the moment.”

“But I don’t need her to like me,” Yun Yuwan leaned her head against him, “I just want Wen Yangzhi to like me.”

He finally laughed softly, either mocking her naive and clumsy efforts to please or truly enjoying the moment.

Without holding her, he simply said, “You should go try the bed, see if it’s as comfortable to lie on as this one.”

She was about to ask why she should lie down when suddenly, thinking of certain scenarios, she lowered her head and whispered softly, “Oh…”

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, “You mean I have to lie down on that bed too?”

“You can also choose not to lie down,” Wen Yangzhi replied, his thin lips pale as if touched by snow.

“You’re so naughty.” Yun Yuwan couldn’t help but murmur with her arms around his waist.

Wen Yangzhi spoke casually, unconcerned, “You should go out and listen to how many people sigh at my clean reputation.”

Yun Yuwan knew too well; at his level, he probably had his fill of women, and it was actually strange how clean he kept his relationships.

“So what kind do you like?”

“The kind that’s always stirring up trouble for me,” he said, his lips moving smoothly.

Yun Yuwan, realizing something, touched her own nose, “It can’t be me, can it?”

He snickered, “Probably not.”

But Yun Yuwan knew it was, and she muttered inexplicably, “How can someone actually like adding to the chaos…”

Wen Yangzhi spoke nonchalantly, “I’m just asking for trouble. I’ve never suffered in my life, I like to try something new and unseen.”

She wanted to hold back, but couldn’t help but give a contrary laugh, “You spoiled pervert.”

He remained calm, “If I were a pervert, I wouldn’t have chosen you.”

“Then who would you choose?” Yun Yuwan asserted proudly.

Wen Yangzhi’s gaze drifted deliberately from her top to bottom, making Yun Yuwan subconsciously want to cover her chest.

He casually remarked, “Why cover up? With such assets, you should be confident. Brought before me, they would probably arouse my animal instincts. It seems you want to praise your assets for being more than substantial, not thinner than a bank’s capital.”

Detecting his mocking tone, Yun Yuwan lightly pushed his arm, “I’m not going to deal with you anymore.”

However, ten minutes later, she appeared in the back seat of the car Wen Yangzhi was sitting in.

Wen Yangzhi was flipping through a foreign financial newspaper.

Yun Yuwan: “…”

She took the initiative to start a conversation, “What would you like to eat tonight?”

“Capital,” he answered mercilessly.

Yun Yuwan choked and couldn’t help but curse the pervert, “Freak.”

But Wen Yangzhi glanced at her without emotion, tilted the newspaper, and its content fell into her view.

Translated, it meant that Magu Bank could become a strong backer for tech companies, raking in over a trillion in Silicon Valley tech funds.

Yun Yuwan paused abruptly, the words she’d wanted to say choking off.

Why bank capital.

Wen Yangzhi, undisturbed, tilted the newspaper back and continued calmly flipping through it.

He turned a page, “If you can make me ‘eat’ this capital, from now on, the Wens will heed you two cents worth, and I will listen to you too.”

She couldn’t do that, so she could only sarcastically whisper, “You might as well listen to others instead; after all, you’re known for being clean.”

“That describes my private life. My business style…” He glanced at her sidelong, with inscrutable depth, and gently uttered four words, “Not so clean.”

Understanding dawned on Yun Yuwan, and she propped herself on his side to look at him, “When I was a freshman, you were kidnapped. Was it for this reason?”

He sketched the story lightly, “That wasn’t the reason. It was because I’m too rich.”

Yun Yuwan smiled wryly.

Wen Yangzhi also put away the newspaper with a light smile, his hand running through her long hair, all the way down to her waist, pressing on the spot on her lower back she had complained was sore the night before.

Upon arriving at the old mansion, Yun Yuwan dashed in first, and Zhao Qin, upon seeing her, immediately took off her reading glasses and came forward to greet her, “You’re back.”

But she didn’t expect a tall figure to follow, appearing at the doorway.

Zhao Qin’s smile froze for a moment, a look of surprise on her face.

Hong Sheng… how could he be back…

In the past, Hong Sheng wouldn’t come back even once in several months, and in the two years before Yuwan’s return, it was even more so – he hadn’t visited the old mansion at all.

While Zhao Qin was pondering this, she still went over to Yun Yuwan’s side first, gently touching her shoulder, with a loving look in her eyes that Wen Yangzhi had never seen her show Yun Yuwan, “Wang Ma made you some soup. Go and have some.”

Yun Yuwan was a bit nervous, but after glancing at Wen Yangzhi and then back at Zhao Qin, she said softly, “Thank you, Auntie.”

Zhao Qin noticed she had looked at Wen Yangzhi’s expression first, and her heart skipped a beat.

She worried that today’s visit to Lujiazui had made their relationship even more tense.

Yun Yuwan was led away by Wang Ma to have some soup.

Wen Yangzhi didn’t linger to give Zhao Qin a chance to speak sweetly to him; he went straight to his room.

At dinner time, Zhao Qin was invited by a close friend to play Texas Hold’em, and Wen Wei hadn’t woken from his nap yet.

Only Yun Yuwan and Wen Yangzhi were left to have dinner together, the surroundings eerily quiet. Save for Uncle Deng, who knew all too well, the other servants didn’t dare to make a sound for fear the already tense atmosphere would be further disturbed.

By the time Zhao Qin got home, Yun Yuwan had already retreated to her room.

Wen Yangzhi was in his study, apparently dealing with some work online.

Alone in her room, Yun Yuwan arranged two vases of flowers and checked the latest operational bills for Spring Yuwan, but there was nothing unusual.

The door was turned open, and Yun Yuwan immediately looked around.

It was Wen Yangzhi.

But just as Wen Yangzhi closed the door, someone called him.

He strode across the room, his long legs encased in black suit trousers, passing Yun Yuwan on the way to the balcony.

The person on the other side seemed to report something incessantly, babbling without end like the water of the Yellow River, while Wen Yangzhi only occasionally responded with “Mm,” “Okay,” “Wait a while.”

It was Cantonese.

It must be about affairs in Hong Kong City.

Yun Yuwan, bored to death, saw him constantly on the phone for a long time.

Just when it seemed he had finally finished, he didn’t look at her after ending the call, instead, he started to unfasten his wristwatch at the island counter in her room, his back to her.

Recalling what he said about trying the bed during the day, now he seemed to have forgotten. Yun Yuwan had thought she dodged a bullet.

But the moment she sat on the bed, she heard him say:

“Get on and lie down yourself.”