After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

Actually, Ruan Zhining was just saying that. Confessing your feelings? How can you confess? Many men have confessed to her before.

It's nothing more than that: the guy says "I like you," and the girl agrees.

That's what she thought.

It's just a formality. We rich women really love a sense of ritual.

But Wen Chongyan did not do it that way.

Almost the instant she finished speaking, she saw Wen Chongyan, who was standing by the bed, suddenly kneel down on one knee in front of her.

!

Ruan Zhining's eyes widened. It was just a confession! Why was he kneeling down? It wasn't a marriage proposal!

Wen Chongyan knelt on one knee, facing her who was sitting on the bed, wrapped in a quilt.

This made her suddenly nervous.

What?! Why all the fuss?

"I'm not really sure how to confess my feelings, but I think this posture will make me look more dignified and make you believe me more."

When Wen Chongyan spoke, his voice was lower and hoarser than usual.

"Actually, I shouldn't have slept with you before I was your boyfriend, letting you give your body to me without any guarantee. That was irresponsible to you and to our relationship. But I just couldn't resist. I was... scared."

Wen Chongyan looked directly into her eyes and said, "I'm afraid I'll never have another chance to leave a mark on your heart. I'm afraid that if I pester you for too long, you'll hate me completely. I'm even more afraid..."

He paused, then slowly said, "I'm afraid my love will become a burden to you. Because I've always known that from the beginning, I wasn't the choice you wanted—your attention to me was stolen."

"..." Ruan Zhining, who had been looking down, suddenly raised her eyes to look at him upon hearing this.

Her eyes trembled slightly.

"From a young age, my father told me to learn from the painful lessons of our elders, that people and things can only be divided into two categories," Wen Chongyan said. "One category has a calculable cost, and the other has no calculable cost."

"For example, Wenrui's stock price can be calculated, as can investment losses. Even my own time, health, and personal net worth can be priced and incorporated into the risk calculation model to maintain the group's position and operation."

"But you are the third kind," Wen Chongyan said, word by word, "You are outside of all my rules, you are the only person I cannot calculate."

"..."

"So, as you just asked, I love you, and I want to have you," he said. "Even if you don't give me a chance, I still want to have you. I'm sorry, but that's the kind of man I am. I haven't wanted anything in particular since I was a child, except for you. I must have you."

"..." Ruan Zhining bit her lower lip. "You...you call this a confession? This is just robbery!"

"Yes," Wen Chongyan said, "You took the initiative to let me confess my feelings and gave me the chance to be your boyfriend, how could I lie to you?"

Oh, he's so self-righteous.

Ruan Zhining was sulking. Sitting on the bed, looking down at him kneeling on one knee, she snorted, raised her chin, picked at her fingers, and deliberately acted haughty and pretentious.

Wen Chongyan remained silent, maintaining his kneeling posture.

Humph.

She wanted to see how long he could kneel.

In fact, it had been a long time. She didn't know if it had been more than ten minutes, but Ruan Zhining was getting a little bored sitting alone on the bed.

Wen Chongyan didn't move. His body didn't even sway. Could he really kneel like that all night...?

Ruan Zhining was starting to have doubts, after all, she had just tested his stamina...

Forget it.

Why would a manipulative woman like her bother arguing with a repressed, straight man?

Ruan Zhining muttered, "The milk is cold now. Are you going to let your girlfriend drink cold milk?"

Wen Chongyan suddenly looked up at her.

A light seemed to radiate from his eyes. At the center of that light was her face.

"What's wrong! Aren't you going to heat up the milk?" Ruan Zhining said. "What kind of boyfriend are you? I'm breaking up with you right now!"

Yes, that means you've agreed.

Wen Chongyan stared straight at her with his dark eyes, a smile playing on his lips. Ruan Zhining blushed as soon as she saw him smile and buried her head under the covers.

He looks so handsome when he smiles...

Wen Chongyan quickly returned with the warmed milk, his large hand landing on the quilt. As soon as Ruan Zhining peeked out, he kissed her.

He fed her the milk from his mouth, spoonful by spoonful. She blushed and pushed him away, but he pulled back the blanket and held her ankles.

This time, Wen Chongyan took an unusually long time. Ruan Zhining was pinned down and kissed repeatedly, every part of her body was kissed. He asked her in a low voice, "From now on, you're mine. If you need anything, come to me. Live with me, eat together, sleep together, and only make love with me, okay?"

"Hmm..." Ruan Zhining frowned, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure, "You have so many demands..."

"That can be simplified to two points."

"What?"

"No cheating, no separate beds." He kissed her earlobe. "As long as it's not either of those, anything is fine, anything is possible, okay?"

Ruan Zhining opened her eyes as she swayed. "Do I look like someone who would cheat?"

Wen Chongyan looked at her, his brows furrowing. Ruan Zhining bit him angrily, but before she could speak, he said, "You're too beautiful. Any man who isn't blind would like you."

Ruan Zhining was originally going to be angry, but after hearing what he said, she couldn't stay angry anymore.

Who says that reserved, straight men can't compliment women?

Just tell the truth.

She hummed twice, hooked her arms around his neck, and mumbled, "Well, never mind, since you're my boyfriend, I won't hold it against you. I'll give you a kiss."

……

(One update tonight, the main story will end tomorrow, please give me a five-star review!)

Leave a comment if you have any requests for side stories, and I'll see if I have any inspiration and write one~)