Yun Yuwan couldn't help but laugh: "Really?"
"It's true. Your brother was injured and broke his leg when he was in school. He was covered in cold sweat on his forehead. He still insisted that it didn't hurt, and his expression didn't change at all." Zhu Qing'an said, "There was a car accident on the way to the college graduation party, and my ribs were broken." They were all broken and almost inserted into the heart. Your brother couldn't get up, and he said he was fine, but when he opened his mouth, blood spurted out. He has the hardest mouth in the whole body."
Yun Yuwan felt heartbroken after hearing this, and felt that her brother's mouth was really tough.
It turns out that after she came back, her brother never told her that he liked her because he was tough-tongued and thin-skinned.
No wonder he didn't refuse but wouldn't take the initiative to get close to her. Then when she hugged her brother, he should be secretly happy.
It seems that she will have to take the initiative in the future to make her brother happy.
Her brother flew to Belgium specially to spend Christmas with her.
Zhu Qing'an joked: "Wen Yangzhi has been a domineering boss since he was a child. His words are tougher than his life. It's not a joke. If he tells you that he doesn't like you and doesn't feel anything, he won't know how happy he will be."
Yun Yuwan is secretly happy.
Jiang Jianqing, who was staying here, was stunned when he heard their conversation.
Zhu Qingan knew from the look on his expression that he was also kept in the dark.
Yun Yuwan was just afraid that Wen Yangzhi would be angry: "I'm going to find my brother first."
Zhu Qingan and Lin Chu waved their hands.
As soon as she left, Zhu Qingan pulled Jiang Jianqing over and whispered:
"You know what happened last year when Wen Yangzhi went to Belgium. He went to see Yun Yuwan, but it turned out that Yun Yuwan was not in Belgium, so didn't he return to China the next day?"
Is it because Yun Yuwan is late? Isn’t it because of the Steel Group? Jiang Jianqing was still a little confused: "So?"
Zhu Qing'an continued: "And the comics in Wen Yangzhi's study were not read by himself at all, but bought for Yun Yuwan, because Yun Yuwan studied painting, how could Wen Yangzhi be interested in comics."
"You mean, Wen Yangzhi likes Yun Yuwan?" Jiang Jianqing finally figured out a clue.
Zhu Qingan lamented his slowness: "Yeah, you didn't even notice this?"
This is ridiculous.
Jiang Jianqing originally wanted to refute, but suddenly understood the sentence, "My brother likes me very much."
He thought it was between brother and sister, but he didn't expect it was between lovers.
White, pure, coquettish and well matched.
A moment of enlightenment.
She didn't lie, and neither did Wen Yangzhi.
No wonder Wen Yangzhi didn't change her surname, and he could just give her the necklace.
No wonder she can come over and hug him without any scruples, without getting angry at him, as if she hugs him often.
Who could be more worthy than his own sister?
Jiang Jianqing looked back at Yun Yuwan's back.
She does...completely fit the type that Yang Zhi said she liked.
He thought she was talking nonsense, but his brother really liked her.
Since she dared to say it, she must be sure of it, otherwise how could she dare to offend Wen Yangzhi just because of her confidence.
That was Wen Yangzhi, and no one could afford to offend him.
It could only be that Yangzhi said he liked her.
All the doubts were solved in my head.
The guy with a tougher tongue than his life can tell what type of person he likes, and he is almost saying it clearly, but he doesn't understand.
When Yun Yu goes out late at night.
Wen Yangzhi was smoking outside on the large terrace. He was standing by the European-style railing. He had a long body and one hand was casually inserted into the pocket of his trousers. On the other hand, he held a cigarette between his slender and clear fingers, amidst the noise of the crowd. I am so proud of this.
She trotted up to him and deliberately looked at him with a pitiful look: "Brother, I didn't tell anyone everywhere that you gave me the necklace."
He pressed the cigarette butt on the ashtray in the waiter's hand: "No need to explain."
Wen Yangzhi simply didn't have the patience to listen to such nonsense.
Yun Yuwan stopped talking and lowered his head shyly.
It turns out that he wasn't angry with her because of these little things.
Also, you will be much more tolerant of people you like, so why would you get angry because of this?
Why didn't she think of that?
Yun Yuwan turned to find a topic with him:
"Is the uncle who just spoke to me the chairman of Zhu Life Insurance Company, which issues perpetual bonds to insurance companies?"
Hearing her spit out a noun, Wen Yangzhi finally looked at her, holding a cigarette between his long fingers:
“Interested in perpetual bonds?”
She smiled, showing a row of shell teeth: "I'm not interested. I just heard someone talk about it. Actually, I don't know what it means."
Wen Yangzhi flicked the ashes from his cigarette and looked away.
There was no smile on his face at all.
He should have thought of it.
He said expressionlessly: "It's okay, let's go play."
Unexpectedly, Yun Yu came late and said: "I don't have money to go out to play."
Wen Yangzhi: "?"
He looked at Yun Yuwan.
Yun Yuwan, who had Wen's Bank's highest-level unlimited black card, blinked his big eyes.
Wen Yangzhi didn't delve too deeply into it, or maybe he didn't care, so he just said indifferently: "How much do you want?"
"Ten million."
He looked away indifferently: "I'll ask the secretary to call you."
But she pushed even further: "I want it now."
Large-value transfers must be processed by the large-value payment system, and ordinary customers can transfer them in real time on working days.
But now it's weekend, it's still 11 o'clock in the evening on weekends. It's not that Wen Yangzhi can't call someone to work to transfer money immediately. Even Wen's Bank abroad is open and can transfer money to her across countries. It's just a matter of words, but he doesn't want to indulge her.
Take whatever you ask for.
Give her whatever she wants,
If you want to be late to the clouds, you can't.
This is Wen Yangzhi's limit.
Because she always wants too much and never sets limits, she will ask him for everything.
Even if you don't want to, this is an iron rule that he imprinted not long after he met Yun Yuwan.
Seeing that he didn't speak, she looked at his words and said pitifully: "Brother, can't you turn?"
Her long hair was blown around like the down of a white pheasant: "But it doesn't matter if it can't spin. I have a way. It can be in my hands in a second."
He looked at her to see what medicine she was selling in the gourd.
She pulled his sleeves and raised her head to look at him. Her big, watery eyes were gleaming with clear waves, and her thick eyelashes were curled up charmingly. She seemed to admire the person in front of her, looking up at him with autumn water:
"Brother, your people want your card."
Jiang Jianqing, who had just been brainwashed by Zhu Qingan, came out to watch.
So both Zhu Qingan and Jiang Jianqing heard the sentence "Your people want your card."
The two people looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Therefore, Wen Yangzhi really likes his sister.
Those two people looked at each other like they were injected.
Wen Yangzhi noticed it, and his face turned frosty. He took out his wallet from the inner pocket of his suit, randomly pulled out a card and threw it to her. He softly uttered two words between his lips, giving her the final ultimatum when his patience ran out: "Go home." .”
She held the card with starry eyes, gently grabbed Wen Yangzhi's arm and shook it: "Okay."
It looked like she was being coquettish, but Wen Yangzhi, who had always had a sense of order, actually didn't pull away.
Zhu Qingan and Jiang Jianqing were both surprised.
Yun Yuwan followed him all the way, looking up to her car. Without asking her to get in, she opened the door on the other side and sat next to him.
Wen Yangzhi: "..."
But he said nothing.
As a result, before the driver started driving, she started acting like a monster.
"Brother, how many kilograms does it take to bench press your chest muscles at this level?" She reached out and pressed his chest with her hand, "Is it at least 60kg?"
