A Crazy Love Proposal-Chapter 87 - 61 is Long Enough_3

Chapter 87: Chapter 61 is Long Enough_3

Chapter 87 -61 is Long Enough_3

The sound reached her ears, and she thought she was complaining, but the listener felt she was being coquettish.

“Go to sleep,” he responded coolly with three words.

But she wasn’t content to just go to sleep, leaving her dream lover here smoking and enjoying the breeze, “Brother, how tall are you?”

He glanced at her languidly, “Does it matter?”

She insisted, “Men over one meter eighty always brag about it, don’t they? Brother, I’m giving you a chance to show off. One meter eighty-five? One meter eighty-six, one meter eighty-seven, one meter eighty-eight?”

Wen Yangzhi just looked down at her with a faint glance, then calmly raised his gaze,

“Do I need to show off to you?”

Yuwan’s pride was hurt, and she wanted to hit him but couldn’t bear to, so she hung her head dejectedly,

“Fine, I’ll go to sleep myself.”

She entered the room, wrapped herself in the blanket in a huff, turning her back to him, while Wen Yangzhi stood on the balcony, enjoying the breeze.

She lay down for ten minutes, not sure if she was too relaxed because of the evening’s joy or if she felt secure with Wen Yangzhi around, but she grew drowsy, not suffering from her usual insomnia.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she felt someone pick her up horizontally.

Thinking it was a dreamlike illusion, she forced her eyes open, tilted her head, and Wen Yangzhi’s Adam’s apple pressed against her lips, realizing it was real, she muttered slightly tilting her head,

“Weren’t you not going to sleep with me?”

Wen Yangzhi opened the door, not even glancing at her, with an indifferent tone, “My bed is long enough.”

She woke up instantly, aroused from sleep, with the corners of her mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Wen Yangzhi carried her, unashamedly taking the elevator from the third floor to the fourth.

A few doors away were Wen Wei and the others’ rooms.

As soon as the door opened, one could see Wen Yangzhi carrying Yuwan back to his room.

Unwittingly clinging to him, facing him, she hid her head in his chest to avoid being seen by others.

Wen Yangzhi placed her on his large bed and wrapped her in the blanket.

Yuwan felt entombed as he wrapped it, tight and snug, like she could be flung straight into a grave.

But she was joyful to be sleeping on Wen Yangzhi’s bed, even encased like a corpse, and soon fell back into a deep sleep, knowing Wen Yangzhi would hold her as she slept, her lips turned up in a smile.

Jiang Jianqing had just sent a message to Wen Yangzhi: “I will come get the pair of rings you helped with last time tomorrow, okay?”

Wen Yangzhi picked up his phone, typing a brief message, “You might have to sell them to me.”

Jianqing was confused, “What do you mean?”

Wen Yangzhi, merciless, simply stated, “Take it literally, sell them to me.”

On the other side, Jianqing had the expression of an old man baffled by technology.

Besides cross-selling, Wen Yangzhi was now into forcing sales.

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The damn profiteer.

Jiang Jianqing: “Got it.”

Wen Yangzhi: “Got what?”

Jiang Jianqing: “I will go to Wen Bank tomorrow and open a credit card, okay? You’re just upset I’ve always used other banks and never opened a card with Wen Bank, aren’t you?”

The reply from Wen Yangzhi was quick,

“Get treated for your illness.”

Jiang Jianqing: “Stop being stubborn, I know you’ve been bothered that your best brother refuses to use your family bank’s card, acting indifferent on the surface, but probably grinding your teeth over it daily, don’t I know you?”

Wen Yangzhi: “.”

Jiang Jianqing: “Don’t just send a dot, your replies… this many are useless, just pretending to be all calm and collected, but really you’re a volcano, struggling not to erupt, pretending to be cool and collected with snow capping your crater, but actually seething with anger. I’ll go tomorrow, open two cards, happy now?”

Wen Yangzhi: “You remind me of my sister a little.”

Knowing where this was going, Jianqing said, “Understood, we’re both people you care about but can’t bring yourself to say.”

Wen Yangzhi: “Vain.”

Jianqing’s typing fingers twitched; he knew and had even reminded Wen Yangzhi that Yuwan might have slightly narcissistic tendencies.

Wen Yangzhi: “But there’s a difference.”

Jianqing’s hope was rekindled, only for Wen Yangzhi to reply the next second, “With your age, behaving like this only makes people want to hit you.”

Soon, Jianqing received a transfer notification, the amount was double the original price.

Jiang Jianqing: “…”

Jiang Jianqing: “Your sister can charm people this way, but I just get hit, you’re saying you don’t want me to go open the card?”

A few minutes later, he received another notification of the original price.

Wen Yangzhi: “You’re almost thirty.”

Jiang Jianqing, puzzled: “So?”

Wen Yangzhi: “I’ve said, I don’t like older people, I can only give you money, nothing else.”