Ying Yan glanced at her and said, "That makes sense."
"Where is the 'somewhat reasonable' part? It's absolutely reasonable, okay?"
Ke Meiyu quickly continued, "In that case, you need to choose your wife carefully, someone who can weather the storms with you and walk hand in hand through life. Unlike me, a lazy bum who just wants to coast through life!"
"You should look for a wife who is the opposite of me."
"Once you find her, treat her with all your heart. Women are the most tender-hearted; as long as you treat her well, she will definitely love and depend on you with 100% devotion. How happy and warm would such a family be?"
"If you have another pair of adorable children later, you'll be complete. What regrets could you possibly have in your life?"
The more Ke Meiyu talked, the more beautiful it seemed. The most romantic thing in the world is growing old slowly with the one you love, experiencing every ups and downs and storms in life, and also walking hand in hand through every beautiful scene and rainbow!
If the big shot lets go of himself and her, both of them can happily move towards a comfortable life!
Ying Yan gripped the chopsticks tightly in his hand, "You said you were one of my future wives."
Will I have many women in the future?
They say you can tell what a person will be like at three years old. He's eight now, but aside from barely accepting that he'll have a little wife in the future, he would never allow another woman to intrude, let alone a whole group of them!
There must be some reason for this. Looking at the little girl's resentful and dissatisfied expression, he felt a sense of displeasure for the first time about his future self.
“Yes,” Ke Meiyu said indignantly, “one of them, of course not the only one!”
The big boss has a woman he cherishes dearly.
Everyone says she's the boss's darling, enjoying all the privileges in his presence, except for having an affair.
But only she, who was so close to the big boss, knew that he always carried a tattered red brocade pouch containing a vintage pocket watch, the kind that had a photo inside when opened.
She only glanced at it once, and didn't even get a clear look at its face, before the big boss noticed and put it away!
Ke Meiyu couldn't keep things to herself; she had typical cat-like traits. Her curious paws kept scratching, and in the end, she broke the cold war between the two of them once again—or rather, she initiated the cold war unilaterally.
“Ying Yan,” she always spoke to him in a bossy manner back then, since he was the one who had clung to her.
At that time, Ying Yan was extremely tall, 1.9 meters, wearing a specially made black combat uniform. He was tall and upright, with a powerful aura. Every step he took with his boots felt like he was stepping on her heart.
The man glanced at her with his narrow eyes and gave a curt "hmm."
Looking at his irritating appearance, Ke Meiyu had no idea that he liked her. If it weren't for his persistent, bone-gnawing way of giving her every night, she wouldn't have been so spoiled and indulged into being a little drama queen.
"What exactly is in your pocket watch?" she asked fiercely. "If you don't explain yourself clearly today, I won't let you into bed!"
Ying Yan scoffed, "It's as if you've successfully fought back every night."
Ke Meiyu blushed, "Then, then I'll be a wooden doll and let you gnaw on my corpse!"
He raised an eyebrow and hummed, "If you can hold back, I'd be happy to."
She was so angry that her face turned red with embarrassment. There was nothing she could do; she just didn't have any willpower. Otherwise, how could she have been manipulated by the big shot for so many years?
At first, she fought back with backbone, but in the end, didn't she succumb to her instincts?
"Anyway, just tell me, who did you take that photo with!"
Ke Meiyu, being a heiress from a wealthy family and having studied psychology, clearly sensed the hidden pain and longing that flashed in Ying Yan's eyes at this moment.
At that moment, Ke Meiyu heard the sound of her heart breaking.
She couldn't help but laugh at herself. Yes, the Ying family and the Ke family have always been enemies. How could the arrival of the apocalypse bring them back together because of a ridiculous love affair?
How could someone like the big boss be attracted to a spoiled woman who has nothing to offer but her looks?
Everything was nothing but a self-deceiving illusion.
The heart that had been peeking out from behind its thick shell instantly shrank back in fear.
Ke Meiyu, still unwilling to give up, asked in a seemingly casual tone, "It's not your sweetheart, is it?"
The tycoon looked at her calmly, neither denying it nor denying it. Instead, he nodded and said, "Yes, she is the only wife I have ever had in my life!"
Haha, you're talking so intently. You clearly have a wife, but you're still having affairs outside. What a scumbag!
Thinking of this, Ke Meiyu slowly felt resentful towards Xiao Yingyan.
Why would she have to give up the entire forest for a powerful figure?
She angrily confronted Xiao Yingyan, accusing the future tycoon: "You clearly have your own wife and sweetheart, yet you imprison me and won't let me leave."
"That's so domineering and selfish! Why should my happiness be sacrificed?"
"You have your own family and loved ones, so why can't I have mine?"
Ying Yan's long eyelashes cast a melancholy shadow. "You mean, I have other women besides you? And you have no love for me at all?"
Ke Meiyu nodded emphatically: "Yes, you cherish that woman so much, you keep her close to your heart day and night, I can't even touch her!"
"And why should I have feelings for you? From beginning to end, you've been the one forcing yourself on me. Humph, you're just taking advantage of the fact that I'm a weak woman with no power to resist."
“If it were the other way around, hehe,” Ke Meiyu rubbed her fists together, “I would definitely tie you to the bed and whip you eighteen times a day to vent my anger!”
Ying Yan frowned; such a situation was simply impossible.
He is young now, but he will work hard enough to get rid of that person and the Tang family's influence as soon as possible, and even establish his own business and create an international group with even greater financial strength than the Tang Group.
Ying Yan deeply resented her father for selling out marriages for power and for his reckless behavior in matters of the heart, which led to the unhappiness of many women.
He certainly wouldn't follow in his father's footsteps, so there's no possibility that he married another woman for any other reason.
Love, ah, how long can it last?
His days were too gloomy and lifeless, and he longed for the company of a vibrant and lively girl like Ke Meiyu.
And he will do his best to keep her as she was!
“There must be some misunderstanding here,” he said firmly.
Ke Meiyu's seven-second emotional outburst had already passed, and now her attention was completely drawn to the young men and women in Hanfu outside the window.
"Ying Yan, let's go take pictures!"
After saying that, she took Ying Yan's hand and was about to leave, but she was stunned when she met the waiter's smile.
She tilted her head and whispered in Ying Yan's ear, her warm, sweet fragrance wafting over him: "Ying Yan, in our dreams, do we have to pay for what we eat?"
Ying Yan's eyes flickered, and he nodded.
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