Chapter 16: You want to kiss? I'll teach you!

"Sir Yang Wanli, don't you like me?" Sean Brent's question finally made Yang Wanli's legs tremble.

How should he respond?

Like? He liked Sean Brent's face. Those green eyes looked very special.

As a bar owner, he has seen all kinds of beauties: pretty, elegant, cute, strong, sunny...

He had seen them all, and there were even quite a few beauties who wanted to seduce him, but for some reason, he always felt that they were a little less than the best, no matter what.

The man in front of him gave him a strange feeling.

"Mr. Yang Wanli?" Sean Brent urged again.

"You like it, right?" Yang Wanli rubbed his hands awkwardly.

"That's great. I like Mr. Yang Wanli too." Sean Brent looked at Yang Wanli and said with a smile.

He seemed to be unaware of the hesitation in Yang Wanli's words.

"Hehehe..." Yang Wanli laughed awkwardly.

Sean Brent suddenly remembered what An'er said, if Mr. Male Insect did not refuse, he could take the initiative a little.

Taking the initiative? Sean Brent raised his lips slightly. He liked taking the initiative.

"It was too hasty just now. Let me introduce myself now." Sean Brent began to introduce his identity, official position and assets.

But to Yang Wanli, all that was left was monthly salary and total assets.

Yang Wanli did some calculations and, damn, excluding real estate, Sean Brent's assets were actually more than his own.

No wonder even a guy like Liu Langyue who never bows his head couldn't help but break down when he heard that An Er had more assets than him.

As a man, I earn less than my wife and save less than her. Come to think of it, it does make sense.

However, Yang Wanli is not a person who dwells on trivial matters. For him, what he earns now is already higher than most people.

As for the fact that I can't compare to my wife!

Oh, wait a minute...

Why did I treat him as my wife?

It seems that if Sean Brent really became his wife, I wouldn't be able to beat him with my half-brain, and judging from his physique, I wouldn't be able to beat him either.

Haha, the road ahead is worrying.

Or should he go out and ask Zuo An to introduce him to someone else?

He's not picky, really.

But before Yang Wanli could move, Sean Brent had already stood up and easily moved the table that was blocking the way away.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Wanli subconsciously shrank back on the sofa chair.

Sean Brent walked forward, stretched and bent his legs, and easily pushed Yang Wanli's legs apart and knelt between his legs.

He pressed his hands against the wall, one on the left and one on the right, trapping Yang Wanli between them.

"Mr. Yang Wanli." Sean Brent leaned down and met Yang Wanli's wide eyes.

"What are you doing?" Yang Wanli wanted to move, but Sean Brent's leg moved an inch and hit his weak spot, scaring him so much that he dared not move at all.

Suddenly I felt that I shouldn’t be lazy all the time. When Liu Langyue asked me to exercise, I should at least move.

Not really. Now that a man is pressing down on him, he doesn't even have the room to resist.

"I like you, and you like me too, right?" Sean Brent smiled slightly.

It seemed that Yang Wanli should understand the following words without him saying anything.

Damn it!

Yang Wanli understood immediately. What was he trying to do? This is a matchmaking agency, bastard!

To Sean Brent, Yang Wanli's changing expressions were so easy to understand.

It's so cute.

Sean Brent's eyes slowly moved across Yang Wanli's eyebrows, nose, and finally landed on his rosy lips.

Yang Wanli swallowed subconsciously. Sean Brent's gaze was too hot, so hot that wherever his gaze passed, heat would ignite.

"Sir Yang Wanli, this is my first time. If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me." The hot breath sprayed on Yang Wanli's face.

Yang Wanli was still trying to understand what the so-called first time meant when a shadow descended upon him.

Then--

“Ouch.”

The two upright noses collided with each other, and both men cried out in pain.

Sean Brent's confident expression disappeared, and Yang Wanli's frightened look also disappeared.

"Hahahaha..." Yang Wanli looked at Sean Brent covering his nose with tears almost flowing down, and laughed so hard that he trembled.

Why are you pretending!

I thought I had met a love veteran who liked to force things, but this is the result?

That’s it?!

Sean Brent took two steps back, and seeing Mr. Yang Wanli laughing like that, his face turned red with embarrassment.

Originally, this scene was a delusion that he had simulated over and over again when he was young, and he thought it would finally come true today.

The result is just more jokes.

Sean Brent felt extremely ashamed. In the eyes of Mr. Yang Wanli, he was a joke.

Thinking of this, Sean Brent turned around and tried to leave, but his wrist was grabbed.

Sean Brent turned around and met Yang Wanli's face, which was smiling till tears came out.

Yang Wanli exerted a little force and pulled Sean Brent over, then turned over and sat on him with his legs.

"Want to kiss, right? I'll teach you!"

"Um?"

“…Mmm…”

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In the lobby of the Marriage House

Zuo An came out with the good news, "That person said he's nearby and will be here in a few minutes."

How many minutes will it take?

When Alan Fortild heard this, he immediately became nervous. What a big insect it was, its limbs were almost curled up.

"Don't be nervous, Alan." An'er was standing aside. Seeing Alan Fortild like this, he couldn't help but comfort him.

"Yes, yes, yes, this style of yours is the one he likes, you don't have to worry at all." Liu Langyue touched An Er's hand and told him not to worry.

That guy's character is such that as long as Allen Fortild can defeat him, he can become a piece of sticky candy, and Allen Fortild won't be able to pull it off even if he wants to.

But it was quite amusing to see such a big guy so nervous.

A few minutes later

"Ding Dong." The doorbell suddenly rang.

Everyone's eyes lit up. Zuo An stood up and walked towards the gate. "Wait a minute, I'll go greet them."

"Hey, I'll go too." How could he be absent to see that guy's joke? Liu Langyue stood up, pulled An Er and followed him.

Alan and Bowen were left looking at each other. Bowen didn't care since he was still a minor. Alan was extremely nervous.

He stared at the entrance to the hall without blinking.

Zuo An opened the door and saw a young man in a white training suit. "Hello, are you Mr. Wei Haoyu?"

"It's me." Wei Haoyu raised his chin. "Are you sure that person meets my requirements?"

"Of course I am sure. It perfectly meets your requirements." Liu Langyue poked his head out from the side.

"Langyue." Wei Haoyu's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward, trying to pull Liu Langyue. "Are you the one he's talking about?"

Liu Langyue took a few steps back, avoiding Wei Haoyu's outstretched hand, and grabbed An Er beside her with her backhand. She raised their clasped hands ostentatiously and said, "I already have a boyfriend."

"What? When did it happen?" Wei Haoyu narrowed his eyes and looked An Er up and down.

Humph, she is indeed prettier than me and has a good figure, but who knows if she has a silver-plated gun tip.

"Can he fight? Is he as good as me?" Wei Haoyu looked at An Er provocatively.

An Er was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. To him, the Mr. Wei Haoyu in front of him looked petite and cute.

Even if he could fight, he couldn't fight against Lord Male Insect.

"This is my boyfriend. As long as I like him, it doesn't matter whether I can fight or not." Liu Langyue didn't indulge Wei Haoyu.

"Humph!" Wei Haoyu snorted coldly and turned to look at Zuo An. "Since it's not him, who are you introducing me to?"

Zuo An, who was watching the show with great interest, said quickly, "Inside, inside, he's a good fighter."

"Really?" With Liu Langyue beside him, Wei Haoyu felt a little uninterested. That guy was good at fighting, but could he be as good as Liu Langyue?

But he still followed him. His old father was urging him to find a partner. Really, do people start being urged to get married when they reach a certain age?

So annoying!

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