jdhmnovel Chapter 480 Love me, love my dog, that's why I like him.
Chapter 480 Love me, love my dog, that's why I like him.
Ning Yao is about the same age as Yang Dongcha. Both of them are young girls, just over twenty years old, and it's the time when they love to have fun.
They were already tired of the glitz and glamour of the outside world.
From the very beginning, Wen Tingye had never paid attention to the glamorous world. He had endless work to do and was also expanding his territory and building his influence abroad.
Being able to eat well and sleep well is already a rare treat; who has the leisure or inclination to talk about love?
Until he unexpectedly met Ning Yao...
He had already had the wedding ring custom-made and had been keeping it in his safe, waiting for the right opportunity to propose to Ning Yao.
Wen Tingye will meticulously take notes on Lian Qiran's failure this time, making sure he never repeats the same mistakes.
Wen Tingye had his own reasons for patiently listening to Lian Qiran recount his own romantic experiences.
Lian Qiran was a ready-made guinea pig, and Wen Tingye had no reason to refuse to let him impart his experience and lessons learned from his failures.
"That's the only way, but I need to control my emotions first before talking to her." Lian Qiran knew Wen Tingye was right, but he was also human and had emotions. He needed to adjust himself first before he could comfort his girlfriend.
"What about you? Do you think your marriage proposal will be successful?"
“Ning Yao and Yang Dongcha are friends, and they're about the same age…”
Do you think she might not want to be trapped in this grave of yours and might still be thinking about the exciting world outside?
"Although you are indeed very good-looking, you yourself said that you can get tired of looking at the same face, right? Aren't you worried?"
Lian Qiran, of all people, brought up Wen Tingye's dilemma.
"How could I possibly fail? Do you think I'm like you?" Wen Tingye replied with a cold laugh, his voice so low that Lian Qiran shivered in fear.
He was just asking casually, why such a big reaction?
It would be best if he didn't fail. He could learn from Wen Tingye, and maybe it would work with Yang Dongcha too.
"Sigh, there are plenty of fish in the sea. Don't worry too much. If it really doesn't work out, we can just find a new girlfriend. I might not be able to find someone better than Dongcha, but you might. You are Wen Tingye, after all."
Lian Qiran looked at Wen Tingye with eyes that seemed to gaze at the dawn.
It would be truly tragic if both brothers were to fall at the same time.
Wen Tingye interrupted Lian Qiran almost without hesitation, emphasizing in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense, I only want her."
Lian Qiran gave Wen Tingye a strange look; he truly hadn't expected Wen Tingye to be such a Casanova.
I'm so full! I haven't even had a midnight snack yet, I'm already so full I'm burping!
He decided not to talk about this with Wen Tingye anymore. Why bother making a fool of himself by being subjected to their public displays of affection? He'd rather listen to something useful from him.
"How about I ask Ning Yao to help me sound out Dong Cha?" Lian Qiran said to Wen Tingye in a consultative tone.
"Alright." After careful consideration, Wen Tingye felt that Lian Qiran's idea was feasible.
Letting Ning Yao sound out her thoughts will also give us another way to understand her, so why not?
Lian Qiran was deeply grateful to Wen Tingye for his righteous help.
It's true that I've treated Wen Tingye as a brother for so many years; when problems arise, Wen Tingye is still very loyal.
Lian Qiran thought to herself that she must have misjudged Wen Tingye before, thinking he was a selfish person who didn't care about his brothers.
Thinking about it, a sense of guilt welled up in Lian Qiran's eyes. He would treat Wen Tingye better in the future!
"Meow...meow..."
Suddenly, a strange cry came from the office.
Lian Qiran was startled. After realizing what was happening, she turned her head to look at the source of the sound and was surprised to find a cat in Wen Tingye's office.
It's still a tiny kitten, only a few months old, so cute it's almost adorable!
Wait a minute, doesn't Wen Tingye hate these small animals, especially furry ones? He just can't stand them.
Where did this cat come from, and how was it able to stay in Wen Tingye's office for so long without being thrown out by the person in charge?
Lian Qiran got up from the sofa and walked over to the kitten, making a move to pick it up.
"Don't touch it!" Wen Tingye warned coldly from behind, his tone anything but joking with Lian Qiran.
Lian Qiran froze, his feet stopped, he dared not move forward, and even his breathing slowed down.
What's wrong? Did this cat escape from a lab? Is it carrying germs? Should I not touch it?
Lian Qiran curiously examined the kitten and discovered that it was a snow-white Persian cat, very noble and proud, like a little princess who had not yet grown up.
"Don't you dislike cats and dogs as pets? Where did this kitten come from?"
"You're meddling a bit too much." Wen Tingye said coldly, then got up and walked to the sofa where the cat was standing.
The man stared intently at the little thing, a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.
After looking at it for a while, Wen Tingye still couldn't suppress the feeling of rejection in his heart, and he withdrew his hand that was halfway out.
In Lian Qiran's eyes, Wen Tingye's actions were no different from those of a murderer, and he almost rushed up to protect the kitten on the spot.
Lian Qiran said righteously, "My cat just accidentally climbed onto your feet before, and you kicked it away on the spot. Luckily, my cat is strong and can withstand blows and falls, otherwise it probably would be dead..."
"The kitten in your office is only a few months old. You can't hit it. If you kick it, it might kick the bucket."
"How about this, I'll take it home and raise it. I really like it. This Persian cat is a purebred, and look at its fur, it's so beautiful. In a few months, it might grow even more beautiful..."
Lian Qiran really loves this little Persian cat, and can even imagine what it will look like when it grows up.
Elegant and haughty, with cat-like steps, wearing a fluffy white dress, she's practically a princess in the cat world.
If Wen Tingye were to mistreat such a delicate and adorable little animal, even Qi Ran would be heartbroken.
"How about it, give it to me, you don't like this kind of thing anyway." Lian Qiran didn't know the origin of the cat, but she felt that it might be a nuisance to Wen Tingye.
Wen Tingye had just served as his emotional analyst, and Lian Qiran felt it was his duty to share some of his brother's burdens.
"Who says I don't like it?" Wen Tingye blurted out these words without thinking, and he regretted them as soon as he said them.
In reality, he liked the cat because Ning Yao gave it to him, not because he was genuinely interested in cats and dogs.
At least for now, Wen Tingye can't do it; he can't genuinely like furry creatures like pets.
Lian Qiran was skeptical and raised an eyebrow suspiciously, asking, "You really like it?"
Wen Tingye glanced at Lian Qiran, his voice cold and ruthless: "What?"
"Then hug it and let me see. If you're willing to hug it, I'll believe you really like it." Lian Qiran chuckled, pointing out the flaw in Wen Tingye's words without any mercy.