Chapter 130: Chapter 78 Your Confession_2 Chapter 130: Chapter 78 Your Confession_2 Her face turned a deep red, “Close the wardrobe door, I need to get dressed.”

“You’ll wait for your brother to bear with it,” he said, expressionless.

“Bear with what?” she instinctively asked.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she understood what it meant.

She turned her back to him, facing the inner wall of the wardrobe, “Go away.”

Wen Yangzhi’s voice, gentle as agarwood, came through, his firm knuckles knocking on the wardrobe door, “If you press down hard on a scale, will the numbers on it change?”

Yun Yuwan, her scalp tingling, “… No.”

She expected him to spout more nonsense, but heard the sound of the wardrobe door closing instead. The sliding rail made a very soft sound, shutting steadily and quietly.

The wardrobe plunged into complete darkness.

She sighed in relief.

Though unexpected, she quickly pulled out her skirt, put it on, and stepped out of the wardrobe, only to find Wen Yangzhi gone.

She hastily looked left and right and discovered Wen Yangzhi answering a call.

Only then did she realize he had stopped teasing her because someone had called him.

She had thought he stopped because he felt she was embarrassed.

Wen Yangzhi stood on the balcony, his silhouette as bamboo, segmented and straight, it was unclear whether it was hollow inside.

She couldn’t hear what the person on the other side said, only his response, “What time is the big screen advertisement at Meiluo City scheduled for?”

“Hmm.”

The other person asked about the subway line’s advertisements.

“No need, stick to the original plan, this afternoon will be fine.”

Yun Yuwan figured out that it was probably an advertisement campaign for Wen Bank.

So he took personal interest in such matters; she had thought that these trifles wouldn’t bother him.

After hanging up, Yun Yuwan felt a bit disappointed, “Will you also stay at home with me in the future?”

He stood on the balcony, looking at her, his profound features like an ancient ink painting, full of strength and depth, “If there is time, I will.”

She muttered, “Alright then.”

Suddenly, he said, “Or, to put it another way.”

“What way?” She looked at him, confused.

Wen Yangzhi said calmly, “Besides the time that work absolutely requires of me, I’ll give the rest to you.”

He just looked at her, no hint of a smile in his eyes, his words making it undoubtable that he would keep his promise a hundred percent.

Yun Yuwan stood still, as if frozen by his gaze.

No longer defiant, so that was the case.

She tilted her head, revealing a soft, mushy smile, “Then can you be with me to draw today?”

However, he didn’t agree immediately, only asking, “The bank’s co-branded design?”

She hummed affirmatively.

Wen Yangzhi, without changing his expression, refused, “Don’t draw it.”

Yun Yuwan, not understanding and feeling lost again, “Why?”

He didn’t explain, only said, “You shouldn’t be the one to draw it.”

Yun Yuwan suddenly got angry, murmuring under her breath in front of him, “Great, what you said just now sounded so nice, and now you won’t even let me draw.”

Wen Yangzhi turned off his phone, lifting his eyelids to look at her, “The gift meant for you should not be made by you. I never intended for you to draw it from the beginning.”

Yun Yuwan was stunned, “… What does that mean?”

“Sonoda Umi’s drawing was done a long time ago,” he stated, his tone flat from start to finish.

Yun Yuwan didn’t understand what he meant by ‘gift’, but her heart skipped a beat, her voice much softer, “… Who did you hire to draw, the original artist?”

“No,” his tone was emotionless, leaving one unable to gauge the weight of his words.

She grew curious, “Then is it a famous artist?”

“Not famous, and most likely never will be,” he said, staring directly into her bright deer eyes. His mature and noble features had a hint of obscurity in the daylight, his eyebrows too thick, as if even daylight couldn’t penetrate to the bottom of his eyes, adding an inherent distance, just flickering dimly.

Her curiosity intensified, “Then why hire that person?”

If he had hired someone, there had to be an irreplaceable reason for it.

Wen Yangzhi didn’t answer her, just held her gaze.

Yun Yuwan initially couldn’t figure it out, but after some thought, many obscure artists were talented, simply lacking the chance to become famous.

She pursed her lips, and the baby fat on her face puffed up, “Then why didn’t you tell my uncle and aunt at the dinner table?”

Wen Yangzhi spoke in a faint voice, the meaning unclear, “What do you think?”

Yun Yuwan reacted.

Indeed, if he had said something, how could she have moved in to live with him legitimately?

He walked over, coming to her side, naturally resting his hand on her shoulder, “I can be with you to draw other pictures.”

Yun Yuwan, like a thermos being carried, followed him and suddenly remembered, “I measured 161 just now because I wasn’t standing straight, but I’m actually 163 when I stand up straight.”

He smiled casually, his eyes sparkling, “Oh.”

Yun Yuwan emphasized, “It’s true.”

“Then it must be true.”

“It was always true.”