A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 255 - 255 135 Superior Position

Chapter 255: Chapter 135 Superior Position Chapter 255: Chapter 135 Superior Position Jiang Yingyu also held a first-class shopping magazine in her hand, having been flipping through it just now. Wen Yangzhi asked her softly, “Which one are you interested in?”

Yun Yuwan awkwardly dodged the question, “I’m just casually looking.”

Yet, he spoke up, “If you like something, can I buy it for you?”

“No need,” she hastily declined.

But he gazed at her tenderly and sincerely, “I’m sorry, Mimi, I just guessed you might have liked something. I know you can buy it yourself, but I can’t wait to give you a gift, and right here I can only think of giving you something like this.”

When she heard him call her Mimi, which was akin to calling her Wanwan in Chinese, and even more intimate because no one had ever called her Mimi before.

Yun Yuwan suddenly pulled her head back in, “I just bought something myself, no need.”

She couldn’t see him but could hear his gentle voice, “Okay.”

Yun Yuwan, sitting in front, for some reason felt uneasy and had no choice but to put on her headphones as if she knew nothing.

Wen Yangzhi walked within the rising corridor, “Cancel all meetings and appointments within the next three days, and apologize to the other party on my behalf. I have a car parked near Hongqiao, the address I’ve already sent to you, the spare key is in the rear wheel hub, drive it back.”

The secretary on the phone agreed, and Wen Yangzhi hung up.

Wen Yangzhi entered the cabin from the long corridor, where a flight attendant greeted him at the entrance with a slight bow:

“Welcome aboard this flight.”

He glanced at the time; she should be landing soon.

He hadn’t bought a ticket to London, betting that she would go from London to Belgium.

Because her tighter business ties and social relationships were all in Belgium.

Yun Yuwan had fallen asleep on the plane when a flight attendant came to wake her, just saying “Madam, the plane is about to land,” Yun Yuwan hadn’t woken up.

Jiang Yingyu spoke to the flight attendant, “We are together; I’ll wake her up in a moment.”

Groggily, Yun Yuwan felt someone fiddling with her ear, taking something off, softly calling her.

“Millie, we are in London now,” (Wanwan, we’ve arrived in London.)

She opened her eyes and heard a male voice call her Millie again, realizing she hadn’t misheard, she sat up briskly and looked back to see Jiang Yingyu speaking English behind her.

There was an inexplicable sense of amusement because she had never communicated with Jiang Yingyu in English.

Jiang Yingyu gently placed her Bluetooth headset into her hand, and she suddenly felt the reality — she had already left Wen Yangzhi, and Jiang Yingyu had even just confessed his love to her.

Just as the plane began to descend from the stratosphere, her heart also felt a sudden weightlessness, she managed a smile at Jiang Yingyu and retracted her head.

She knew it was hardly graceful, but feeling all soft and limp, she stretched herself.

Just like a Shiba Inu stretching, Jiang Yingyu saw from behind her little fists clenched and lifting upwards, reaching just above the backrest, then leaning to one side.

The desire to grab her wrist and catch her arose in him, and he unconsciously smiled gently from behind, finding her adorable.

After the plane landed and they alighted from the shuttle bus, Jiang Yingyu fetched her suitcase for her, pulling it along as Yun Yuwan walked groggily. He reached his hand through the air, over her shoulder, to lightly pat her other shoulder, his arm not touching her.

Yun Yuwan looked around and saw no one, then looked left and right, only to realize it was Jiang Yingyu, and she smiled helplessly.

Jiang Yingyu called an Uber, and while waiting for the car, he bent down and asked her softly, “I’m all alone in London, may I crash at your place for a night?”

Before, what would have been wrong with staying one night?

After all, Jiang Yingyu was her friend, the room was plenty, and he had even eaten at her London house before.

But now, Jiang Yingyu had just confessed his love to her.

After hesitating for a moment, she met Jiang Yingyu’s clear eyes, “Okay.”

When they arrived at the villa, the housekeeper was surprised to see her return, as she usually came only once every six months.

And this time she hadn’t given advance notice, and even brought someone with her.

Nevertheless, as a professional, the housekeeper immediately arranged a room.

After both had showered and came down for dinner, Yun Yuwan suddenly said, “I want to go to Belgium.”

Jiang Yingyu would of course accommodate her, “I’ll accompany you.”

She replied vaguely, “That would be great.”

This was the first affirmation she gave him since leaving Shanghai.

“What would be great?” Jiang Yingyu asked gently.

She spoke as if nothing was wrong, “I have a tree in Belgium that needs you to help me dig up.”

The Maple in the villa in Belgium, whose planting was lush, tall and leafy red.

Yun Yuwan had personally fertilized it, administered its injections, picked every stone from its soil, once treasured it like a precious gem.

All along, it had hinted at everything.