A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 208 - 208 110 Do I Have to Teach You How to Curse

Chapter 208: Chapter 110: Do I Have to Teach You How to Curse Him Too?_3 Chapter 208: Chapter 110: Do I Have to Teach You How to Curse Him Too?_3 Yun Yuwan knew she couldn’t deceive the perceptiveness of the elderly, and feeling nervous, her legs went weak: “Yes.”

“A talented man and a beautiful lady, always shut in a room together, trouble is bound to arise.” Zhu Yaoqing, having seen it all before, could see right through everything, yet at this moment, she merely joked with a smile.

“But Hong Sheng is reliable, he’s not like the other young men of your generation. Hong Sheng is several years older than you, there’s a lot he can teach you, you’ve made a good choice.”

Yun Yuwan felt somewhat embarrassed.

Zhu Yaoqing didn’t make it hard for her any longer, “You and your brother are well matched, grandma won’t meddle too much in the affairs of you young people. I called you over because of the cake, you didn’t bring out the one for Nongzhang, just cut it here for grandma.”

Azou hastily had Yun Yuwan’s Lotus Cheesecake placed on the table.

The cake was a lifelike marvel, with dewdrops sculpted from edible gelatin appearing clear and round, and a palette of light pinks and greens giving the cake an exceptionally fresh look, the icing artistry was remarkable, because Yun Yuwan had applied the icing as if she were painting with a palette knife.

Zhu Yaoqing spoke deliberately, “What made you think of making a lotus cake for grandma? The lotus is a flower of the season, but it’s not long-lived.”

Yun Yuwan, with trepidation, said, “Because I have a floristry brand I’m preparing to introduce to the domestic market, and I’ve been looking into some ancient cultural anecdotes related to flowers, including a composition by Yuan Haowen called ‘Sudden Rain Pattering on Fresh Lotus Leaves, Dark Green Shadows’.”

Zhu Yaoqing listened intently, “Oh?”

Yun Yuwan then spoke more confidently, “There’s a line in it, ‘Life spans a scarce hundred years; cherish the times of beauty, and let not pass the emptiness.’ I thought, at your age, you should no longer be scheming or competing for anything, so I wish you days ahead filled with beautiful moments not misspent, living the life you desire.”

Zhu Yaoqing smiled lightly in approval, “Deep waters for harvesting water chestnuts, shallow for rice, and neither too deep nor too shallow for lotus flowers, timely and appropriate is always the best. At my age, indeed, what I want is to do as I please, you’ve given grandma a fine gift.”

Yun Yuwan finally laughed with relief.

When she came out, Wen Yangzhi was still waiting for her in the garden.

But Zhao Qin had already left.

She approached him timidly in a few steps, Wen Yangzhi pressed the bright red cigarette butt into the ashtray, his expression indifferent, revealing no excess emotion, “Let’s go.”

Yun Yuwan didn’t notice anything amiss, and Wen Yangzhi took her straight back to Lujiazui.

Once home, Wen Yangzhi immediately went to take a shower. She spoke carefully by the door, not wanting to anger him, “Brother, is it really okay after offending Magu like that?”

The sound of the shower splashing was dense like rain, his deep and hoarse voice, mixed with the water sounds, came through, calm and indifferent:

“It’s fine.”

Yun Yuwan pressed further, “But what if he retaliates against Wen’s later on?”

Wen Yangzhi ignored her.

Yun Yuwan muttered against the door, “Brother, why stop talking to me after just a few words?”

“Am I a mistress?”

She leaned against the door, “Are you soothing your wife?”

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Wen Yangzhi opened the door. Yun Yuwan, leaning against it, fell straight into Wen Yangzhi’s steaming embrace, the woody scent of his body wash enveloping and entwining her.

Wen Yangzhi, having listened to her talk continuously outside, simply wrapped a bath towel around himself and came out to listen clearly, his face expressionless, “Have you said enough?”

Yun Yuwan, leaning against his hot, solid chest, looked up at him. Sensibly, she hugged his waist, her soft cheek against his chest, her eyes filled with joy, “I’ll stop talking now that you’re here.”

Wen Yangzhi looked at her from the corner of his eyes with a slight tug at his lips.

Yun Yuwan looked up to meet his gaze, like a fledgling finally finding the big tree that shelters it, reliant and trusting, her doe eyes clear and innocent as dew, gazing steadily at him.

His gaze, though indifferent, was like a hidden flame that could steadily ignite a vast wilderness.

The gaze of a lover was enough to make one’s body go soft, let alone when it’s Wen Yangzhi who’s worth relying on.

Yun Yuwan hugged him for a good while before letting go, “Go ahead and wash, I won’t disturb you any longer.”

A child’s nature.

Wen Yangzhi gave her a cursory glance, closed the door, and dressed.

He came out after washing.

Yun Yuwan just remembered she was looking for those co-branded bank mobile phone cases, but she couldn’t remember where she put them.

But just as she was about to open the drawer, Yun Yuwan suddenly remembered something and asked tentatively as she looked up at Wen Yangzhi, “Can I go through this drawer?”

Wen Yangzhi, drying the wet tips of his short hair with a towel, looked over at the drawer by her hand and found Yun Yuwan’s humor somewhat baffling.

He let go of the towel, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, as he leisurely scrutinized her,

“Is there anywhere you haven’t turned over?”

Yun Yuwan muttered, “It’s just what I heard from Sister Qing’an, that you don’t like others touching your stuff.”

Wen Yangzhi slowly straightened the towel, with a mocking tone, “You know that now, do you?”

She probed, “So when I was always messing with your stuff before, were you really unhappy?”

He chuckled lightly, “Pretty much.”

She admitted defeat, “I won’t do it again.”

He looked down at the towel, the smile fading from his face, “What I mean is, you should put things back where they were.”

“Huh?” Yun Yuwan suddenly lifted her head.

Wen Yangzhi carelessly said, “Every time you mess with my stuff, you never put it back.”

Yun Yuwan realized that he meant he didn’t mind her messing around.

That’s right, Wen Yangzhi never says anything about her rummaging around; on her first day here, she sniffed every bottle of his perfume like an addict, touched his clothes, and even tried on his rings.

And she looked at his phone too, and he didn’t say a thing.

She happily started flipping things over again, just like before.

The kid with the least sense of boundaries, meeting the boyfriend with the most sense of boundaries, could still wildly probe on the boundary line because he was Wen Yangzhi.

When Wen Yangzhi was leaning against the headboard reading a book, Yun Yuwan suddenly lifted her leg and tried to pinch his arm with her toes.

Wen Yangzhi turned the pages, undisturbed but with muscles tensed, preventing her from getting a grip.

Yun Yuwan accused Wen Yangzhi, “You’re doing it on purpose, tensing your biceps.”

Wen Yangzhi didn’t even look at her, “I was born with biceps this big.”

Yun Yuwan laughed at his response, covering her eyes, “I can’t even with you.”

But as she said this, she cunningly rolled into Wen Yangzhi’s arms.

Looking at the deep-browed and sharp-eyed Wen Yangzhi, she couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wen Yangzhi, you’re so handsome.”

He glanced at her and, without much ado, said, “I know.”

Yun Yuwan leaned against his chest, giggling.

Finally, Wen Yangzhi closed his book and asked her, “What do you want to do?”

Yun Yuwan, lying on top of him, her hand resting on the spot where his abs met, said, “I don’t want to do anything.”

“You don’t want to do anything yet you keep clinging to me?” Wen Yangzhi saw right through her.

But his tone was gentle, showing no anger, the hardness in his expression softening.

He was so fierce to that guy today, yet so gentle with her.

When he was with her, it was hard to imagine he could be that fierce.

She lay on him and said, looking at him, “I just want to be with you.”

Yun Yuwan hung one hand around his neck, the other on his waist, her long hair covering his chest, entwining with him like a seductive demoness.

Wen Yangzhi indifferently said, “You’re in a special condition today, you can’t do anything, stop touching me everywhere.”

Yun Yuwan awkwardly withdrew her hand from inside his clothing, “Actually, it hasn’t started yet, my period can be off by a day or two, I didn’t mean to do anything, my hand just accidentally slipped there.”

Wen Yangzhi gave a knowing sneer,

Slipped there.

But then, thinking of something, his gaze deepened, “So today, when he splashed you with cold water, you were fine?”

“Did you hit him so hard because you thought the cold water he splashed on me would cause me a lot of pain?” Yun Yuwan suddenly realized.

No wonder he was so angry.

Wen Yangzhi picked up the book, continuing to read, dispassionately said, “No.”

Yun Yuwan suddenly understood, whether she was on her period or not, Wen Yangzhi would’ve acted the same way.

Yun Yuwan clung to him, “You were really handsome tonight, but what about Magu? Offending them is sure to impact the Wen Corporation, right?”

He dismissively humored the chattering bird, “Then let Magu die.”