A Crazy Love Proposal-Chapter 89 - 63 Dont Always Target Your Sister

Chapter 89: Chapter 63: Don’t Always Target Your Sister

Chapter 89 -63: Don’t Always Target Your Sister

The couple felt unexpectedly spoiled and didn’t know how long it had been since they last had breakfast here with their son.

Had so many years finally put that incident behind them?

They didn’t notice Wen Yangzhi pulling out the chair next to Yun Yuwan and sitting down.

Wen Yangzhi’s hand naturally landed on Yun Yuwan’s shoulder, his large hand enveloping her slender shoulder, “Hand me the spoon for brother.”

His palm was scorchingly warm, causing all of Yun Yuwan’s nerves to jolt with anxiety as she hurriedly passed the spoon to him.

Wen Yangzhi’s hand lingered for a moment before naturally retracting, taking the spoon from Yun Yuwan’s hand.

It was so natural that no one noticed, as if it were perfectly normal.

Sitting beside him, Yun Yuwan felt his presence scorching, his invisible aura spreading toward her as if it had long tentacles.

However, just as she was calming down, Wen Yangzhi’s hand landed on her thigh, casually holding the spoon with his left hand to eat porridge.

Yun Yuwan almost couldn’t hold it together, gripping the spoon tightly for fear her expression would collapse.

Wen Yangzhi’s hand traveled up her skirt to her thigh, where the rough texture met the delicate and sensitive skin, and she bit on the spoon to restrain herself.

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Even if brother liked her so much, he shouldn’t be doing this.

Auntie and uncle were right there.

Wen Wei brought up last night’s event, “I’m aware of what happened last night.”

Yun Yuwan nearly couldn’t steady her bowl, her hand trembled.

How did he find out? Had she been spotted coming down this morning by Uncle Wen?

Yet Wen Yangzhi was calm as water, smoothly replying, “The trader was transferred from the middle office to the front office, he had been assisting with internal control data, helping the front office for a long time, and was thus moved to the front office as a trader, acquainted with the processes and computer systems more than anyone else.”

“It seems we can’t transfer people from the middle office to the front office anymore,” Wen Wei sighed.

A whole eight hundred million.

Gone overnight, as if turned to ashes.

Yun Yuwan then realized Wen Wei was referring to the bank’s affairs.

It had scared her to death.

However, just as she breathed a sigh of relief,

Wen Yangzhi’s hand was again nonchalantly caressing her leg, as if being with her made it natural for him to want to touch her.

At that moment, all of Yun Yuwan’s nerves seemed to be concentrated on her legs, electrified by his involuntary caresses.

Looking down, she saw his hand with well-defined muscles resting on her fair leg, a clear contrast in skin tone, the veins on the back of his hand strong and sinewy like a dragon, his oversized palm, and long fingers touching her inner thigh, the slender ring finger adorned with a ring.

It was the yellow-diamond Maple Leaf Ring.

Yun Yuwan was transfixed.

Was brother wearing it on purpose for her to see?

She lowered her head, unable to resist touching his hand. Wen Yangzhi did not respond, but their hands were already touching, fingers interlaced.

Zhao Qin expressed her concern, “The financial news this morning is all about that matter, I saw it before coming downstairs, it’s already trending, and the PR department is still trying to suppress the story.”

Yun Yuwan snapped back to reality and quickly withdrew her hand.

Zhao Qin was still lamenting the news.

Yun Yuwan wanted to check out the trending topics, looking around, she realized she forgot to bring her phone downstairs.

Wen Yangzhi discreetly switched his phone’s screen to the news and placed it next to himself and Yun Yuwan.

Yun Yuwan hesitated for a moment, then gently picked up Wen Yangzhi’s phone.

Neither Zhao Qin nor Wen Wei paid any attention to such a small detail.

His cell phone was heavy, and she held it with inexplicable care, lightly flipping through the trending searches and discovering that the topic of Wen Bank being embezzled of two billion had already reached the top three on the list.

The comments below were all from the public questioning how such a large bank could have such an oversight.

Wondering if they could still trust Wen Bank with their deposits.

“Such a big mistake by the bank, embezzling 2 billion to speculate on stocks, and when it was discovered, 800 million was already lost. The regulation of your Wen Bank is really worrying.”

“So, how much of the 800 million was the public’s deposits?”

“If my grandfather hears this news, he will immediately go and withdraw all the money and deposit it into one of the Big Six banks.”

Wen Wei just happened to mention, “This morning, a lot of people went to the bank to withdraw money, did you know that?”

Wen Yangzhi, steady as Mount Tai, was calm and unruffled, “I guessed as much.”

“Such a scandal breaking out is very unfavorable to Wen Family, and it may cause a loss of more than 800 million,” Wen Wei said regrettably but dared not speak harshly to his son whose attitude had just softened.

Wen Yangzhi remained calm, picking up the cup of milk on his right and taking a sip, “That trader has been in the bank for about three years. Three years ago, this trader was the CTO of a small company under Lin Zhidong’s name, responsible for the technical regulation. That company was small, just a sacrificial lamb in the early attempts of internet finance.”

Wen Wei’s expression changed suddenly, “Are you suggesting Lin Zhidong set a trap?”

“You know in your heart,” Wen Yangzhi faced the loss of 800 million and the overwhelming bank scandal, yet remained calm.

Yun Yuwan couldn’t help feeling anxious as she looked at the news, “Brother, can you handle this incident?”

Wen Yangzhi, as if bestowing a reward, rubbed her smooth thigh but appeared extremely cold on the surface, as if repulsed, “You’re concerned about the bank’s affairs?”

She was just about to say how worried she was about him.

Zhao Qin and Wen Wei both looked over, and Yun Yuwan stiffened.

Seeing her clearly tense, Wen Wei knew his son’s rejection was too harsh, drawing clear boundaries and making Yuwan feel embarrassed and inferior.

Wen Wei deliberately tried to mediate, “Your sister is concerned about the bank’s affairs because she cares about you. Asking about the family’s business is both reasonable and understandable.”

Wen Yangzhi’s expression was indifferent, “Speaking of Yuwan, cancel the trust fund.”

“Whose trust fund?” Wen Wei was still bewildered for a moment.

Wen Yangzhi’s eyes had no hint of a smile, “My sister’s.”

Wen Wei, shocked that he would speak so bluntly, quickly said, “Son, is there something inappropriate in the trust fund arrangements? If there’s something inappropriate—”

But Wen Yangzhi was as cold as frost, “I mean cancel it all.”

Zhao Qin’s heart trembled.

Even though her son had taken her side, which made her very happy, the trust fund was indeed meant to be given, otherwise how could they pave the way for a marriage alliance?

How would it look if a daughter of the Wen Family got married without a dowry? How could they successfully arrange a marriage?

Wen Wei looked toward Yun Yuwan, who was still pretending to casually eat her porridge, but in reality, her shoulders and neck were tense.

It was obvious she was feeling repulsed by her brother, holding back tears while pretending not to care.

“After all, Yuwan is your sister, and the trust fund was something your mother and I decided to give to Yuwan.”

Even if he disliked Yuwan, even if he thought Yuwan had overstepped by calling him “dad” yesterday, to cancel the trust fund in front of her was a bit too cold. They had lived under the same roof for so long, and Yuwan had lost both her parents.

Did his son really mind that much?

And Wen Yangzhi was unyielding, “Call it off, she doesn’t need it.”

Zhao Qin was filled with unease.

How could they call it off, what about the marriage alliance?

“Hong Sheng, if you cancel your sister’s trust fund, she will have no dowry when she gets married, how can that be okay? If her in-laws look down on her later, in the end, it will still be your sister who suffers.”

Wen Yangzhi lifted his eyelids, looking at Zhao Qin with detachment, “I’ll say it again, she doesn’t need it.”