A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 245 - 245 130 Bragging Outside Again_2

Chapter 245: Chapter 130 Bragging Outside Again_2 Chapter 245: Chapter 130 Bragging Outside Again_2 Zhu Nongzhang also lowered his voice, “Your wedding has to be grand. So many people are watching this marriage, you have to show them a lavish wedding, to let them know that Wen Yangzhi loves you dearly and no one else will do.”

She responded without changing her expression, “No need to say, it’s a given.”

Zhu Nongzhang said in a teasing tone, “Oh my.”

There was a knock on the door, the family thought it was a waiter, but it turned out to be Wen Yangzhi. Wen Yangzhi didn’t speak; he just looked at Yun Yuwan and slightly gestured with his hand.

Suddenly, it got quiet.

Yun Yuwan smiled at everyone and said, “Excuse me for a moment.”

As soon as Wen Yangzhi opened the door, he saw Yun Yuwan sitting in the seat of honor.

The seat of honor faced the door, so he saw her as soon as he opened it.

Although he didn’t know if it was the family members who had heard she was coming and intentionally left it for her.

But it was only right for Yun Yuwan to sit in the seat of honor.

Yun Yuwan followed him out, gently closed the door, and leaned into his embrace. Outside was a long corridor, the restaurant aimed for high standards, each corridor had only one private room, both soundproof and private.

She leaned against him, and Wen Yangzhi was wearing a black thin sweater with a mock turtleneck, dressed all in black, exuding a mature, dignified aura, with a genteel elegance but also an inherent oppressive presence of an older male.

Only Yun Yuwan dared to touch and lean against him like this.

Wen Yangzhi wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

Yun Yuwan giggled, “Did you hear what I said just now outside the door?”

“I heard,” he said calmly without waiting for her to respond, “You were bragging again outside.”

She walked, leaning on him as if boneless, leaning on the tall Wen Yangzhi, and countered, “Where was I bragging? Having a wedding in a castle was my dream when I studied at London Art.”

“And can’t you afford it?”

Wen Yangzhi’s face showed no emotion, “You want to squander all my money?”

She retorted directly, “I don’t believe you can squander all your money, you own a bank.”

He slipped a hand into his trouser pocket, “Even those who own banks can squander it all.”

She scoffed and then changed the topic to the conversation at the table, “Everyone is envious of me. They said I look a lot like the girl in the previous co-branded advertisement, and immediately someone realized that ad was illustrated with me, as well as the Black Pearl and the matter with Denny. Brother, you love me so much, even the things people can see are plenty.”

“No wonder you bragged outside,” Wen Yangzhi remarked in an understated tone, “It seems I’ve pampered you into confidence.”

Yet the arm that was holding her did not let go.

She giggled, “Yep, it’s very prestigious, the virtue of a man, embellishing the bragging.”

A glint of light passed through the depths of Wen Yangzhi’s eyes, a mix of helplessness and indulgence, “I knew I should have kept you by my side. As soon as I let you out, you start boasting to others.”

She placed her hand on his chest, looking up at him, “What’s the matter? I didn’t brag on my own, this time I didn’t even speak a word, and they finished it for me.”

He wrapped his arms around her as they walked down the long corridor, “You know they’re all just flattering you.”

She was quite aware, “It’s not me they flatter, it’s you. They’re flattering me just because they want to ingratiate themselves with you, that’s why they keep bragging for me.”

Wen Yangzhi felt her embrace his waist, as if she was too lazy to walk and wanted to rely on him.

He heard her buzzing like a mosquito, “I also made a note of which families are on your side, which are from another camp, and which are neutral, I didn’t cause you any trouble.”

He knew she wouldn’t cause trouble.

In fact, even if she did, it wouldn’t matter; in his territory, no one dared to show her disrespect.

She suddenly remembered, “Why did you ask me to come out?”

He looked at her, only when she realized it, did he speak, “The rooftop view of this hotel is really nice.”

He took her to the penthouse suite on the rooftop. The expansive view instantly brightened her eyes.

There were no buildings in front to obstruct the view, and all the buildings within sight were below them.

She ran to the floor-to-ceiling window that was at least a dozen meters long and three to four meters high. She could see the Oriental Pearl Tower on the opposite shore, ferries slowly moving through the Huangpu River, the bustling crowd on Nara Road like tiny black dots, and the International Architecture bright and opulent but distant.

Above ten thousand drones were putting on a show right in front of the Zhendan Building.

It was like a bizarre world, bright and strange lights everywhere, glittering like countless lighthouses gathered together, the continuous traffic on the roads turned into a glowing river due to the flickering headlights.

The Huangpu River was dark, the river of cars was bright.

The night in Shanghai, was a never-ending swirl of material desire, a den of extravagance by nature.

Especially standing in the top-level room of a hotel on The Bund, where casual furniture costs hundreds of thousands, even the trash can is a sixty-thousand LV trash can.

The most valuable, however, was the man beside her—in Shanghai, there were only a handful richer than him.

Perhaps he could even be considered a local tyrant; no local merchant did not come to visit and show their good will.

It got her respect as well.

Sometimes, she felt as if she was acting intentionally, as if she wasn’t quite herself—as though a kept daughter in the house had latched onto a wealthy adoptive big brother, henceforth able to soar high.

But Wen Yangzhi loved her, and she loved Wen Yangzhi as well.

When she turned to look at Wen Yangzhi, his face half in light and half in shadow, his gaze deep upon her, unfathomable:

“Should I propose here?”

Her mind buzzed as she looked at his handsome, sharp features.

He pursed his lips lightly, his speech gentle and deep, like reversed-flowing scent or aged wine:

“But it’s a bit early.”

Yun Yuwan stared seriously into his eyes as if she might get lost in them, “Why?”

He had one hand in his pocket, with a world of lights outside the window, his eyes enigmatic, “But I indeed want to spend a lifetime with you.”

She opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say.

He looked out the window, his voice rich with the depth of well-aged wine in the suite, “I often dream of you. Sometimes I dream you cry, sometimes I dream you’re triumphant, sometimes you run towards me, but I can’t embrace you.”