A Crazy Love Proposal-Chapter 75 - 55 Wait for Me Tonight _2

Chapter 75: Chapter 55 Wait for Me Tonight _2

Chapter 75 -55 Wait for Me Tonight _2

Yun Yuwan held his hand, pressed it against her cheek, and let him touch her face,

“You’ve clearly been waiting for me all along, so why won’t you admit it?”

He wanted to move away, but her face was so soft that it made one want to pinch this delicate cloud.

Yun Yuwan was casually draped in a very thin shawl, but the shawl was a deep blue, not matching her outfit, yet both were vibrant and beautiful, reminding Wen Yangzhi of a bird called the Rose Parrot, with various colors on its body, feather patches on its back that looked like a fan, possibly blue, green, red, with cheeks and tail feathers of different colors, truly a kaleidoscope of hues.

Greatly pleasing to human aesthetics.

She was still clutching his shirt, that vivid, lively beseeching gaze making one can’t help but think, if Wen Wei saw Wanyi’s daughter courting his son, he would probably be utterly content and sweetly overjoyed to death.

He slightly lowered his eyes,

“How do you want me to admit it?”

She leaned against him, “Just say yes, okay?”

She made him recall that the relationship between male and female Rose Parrots is very stable, they come in pairs, hence the Germans nicknamed the parrot “Never Apart.”

But his relationship with Yun Yuwan had always been controlled at an ambiguous distance.

In such a complex situation, the fact that he could develop a trace of romantic affection for her, he found somewhat absurd.

Looking at her with a faint disgust yet developing inappropriate feelings, he felt she wasn’t so annoying after all, sometimes, even a bit adorable.

Yet she was the daughter of the woman Wen Wei had always been concerned about; he did not want to make Wen Wei happy.

All along, he thought he managed the distance quite well, until he heard she was being bullied, and an inexplicable urge surged within him, feeling slightly annoyed when she cried, uncharacteristically, personally choosing a mattress for her, reselecting her school, replacing the butler.

Zhao Qin couldn’t believe it and, with reddened eyes, questioned him about why he treated her mother so, to which Wen Yangzhi merely responded indifferently, there was no need to take things so far, she was just a child after all.

Only Wen Yangzhi knew that it actually involved his loss of control.

He didn’t hate Zhao Qin for always standing by and watching what Wen Wei did to him, or for always siding with her husband, because he was past the age where he wanted someone to lend him a hand.

The little interest he had in Yun Yuwan was not out of a desire to get back at Zhao Qin.

But his mother was indeed a bit harsh on Yun Yuwan.

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At that moment, Yun Yuwan’s slender arms were wrapped around his solid, upright waist like a pine, her eyes full of expectation, pleading with him: “Brother, say it.”

He looked down, nonchalantly saying, “Let’s talk about it tonight.”

Elsewhere, Zhao Qin was doing her nails with the other ladies.

The other ladies occasionally asked: “What does that daughter who lives behind your house study at university?”

“She studies art,” Zhao Qin said, glancing at her freshly done traditional Chinese ink painting nail art.

The lady next to her gossiped, “Why not let her study business?”

Zhao Qin didn’t even bother to lift her eyes, “There’s no need.”

Another lady hastily chimed in, “Exactly, arts are much more suitable for a young lady, arranging flowers, managing her husband’s attire, holding her own in conversations about literature and art history at elegant occasions, it’s face-saving and shows the family has depth and education, and there’s no need for her to take over anything, just being presentable enough for a marriage alliance will do, and who knows, she might even start a small business to make some money.”

Zhao Qin scoffed lightly, “What money is there to be earned from art? I’ve never seen anyone studying arts making money, don’t tell me painting a few lousy pictures can make a fortune.”

Even the most famous contemporary artists, their paintings can fetch tens of millions at most, but through painting alone, they will never have the privilege to sit in front of the real powers and wealthy merchants.

Zhao Qin has always respected commerce more than talent, if she had respected talent, she would have chosen that poor director who was fervently pursuing her, but even if that poor director spent his whole life making hit movies, he would never be as rich as Wen Wei.

Wen Wei, after all, was a banker, and there has been a saying that unless the nation went bankrupt, the Wen Family would not, but in such a scenario, the big six banks would probably have gone bankrupt long ago.

But as a businesswoman, she learned from the Wen family that any businessman who caught the Wen Family’s eye, even if just a small business owner borrowing money from them, as long as he was a businessman, he could become rich overnight, one day bowing and scraping to her, the next day commanding a thronged doorstep where she couldn’t even wedge a calling card in the door.

What use was talent?

Although Yangzhi was the only child in the family, sometimes she worried, what if something happened to Yangzhi, who would serve as her background for the rest of her life?

But on further thought, they had bodyguards when they went out, and health check-ups every three months, and there was no history of genetic diseases in the family.

Was she supposed to rely on that painter to provide for her?

The lady on the left began to speak, “Yangzhi still hasn’t found someone, he’s twenty-seven this year, isn’t he?”

Zhao Qin languidly replied, “I’m worried too, to be honest, if he just found any passable rich girl, he wouldn’t even have to like her, just having a child with her would give me some peace of mind.”

The lady on the right couldn’t resist saying, “But he’s been single all this time, he couldn’t possibly be…”

Zhao Qin bristled at once, appearing indifferent on the surface but her grip tightening slightly as she laughed, “How could that be, big sister? When he was in his twenties, he even toured Tokyo with a female star who is quite popular now, what’s her name, Fu Yu.”

The lady next to her suddenly understood, “Could it be he still has feelings for that actress? Why not bring that actress to him then?”

Zhao Qin’s tone sounded elegant and indifferent but was actually full of disdainful superiority, “That actress, her background isn’t anything special.”

Hong Sheng should marry a noble maiden of good standing; marrying an actress would be akin to devaluing himself.

“I heard you let the Xu Family’s daughter meet Hong Sheng before, why didn’t it go anywhere?”

Zhao Qin sneered, “That girl lacked courage. After coming back, she told her mother she didn’t have the guts for that kind of relationship.”

The other ladies thought the same, Wen Yangzhi came from a too great a background, young and too daunting, few daughters of wealthy families would dare to associate with him.

Zhao Qin leisurely examined her well-done hand, “Lately, I have my eye on a sister from a family that runs an internet finance company, she also works for Hong Sheng as a bank manager, comes from a good background, capable, willing to climb the ladder, and graduated from the same school and department as Hong Sheng, and since Hong Sheng put much effort into selecting her to work with him, he must have some interest.”

“That’s sure to go smoothly,” the people around teased.

Zhao Qin just played magnanimous, “Only if Hong Sheng likes her, what I, an old thing, say doesn’t necessarily mean Hong Sheng would listen.”