bookbashuk Chapter 229 Is my husband still capable of fighting? Have you listened to what others say?
Chapter 229 Is my husband still capable of fighting? Have you listened to what others say?
After all, when she arrived, she hadn't even had a chance to sit down and have a drink of water before Ye Fan dragged her to do aerobic exercise.
Who has time to pay attention to these things?
Chen Chulin nestled against Ye Fan, her voice tinged with post-coital languor and intense curiosity: "Honey, when did you buy this house?"
Ye Fan's hand caressed her smooth shoulder: "Today."
Chen Chulin propped herself up slightly, looked around the ridiculously large master bedroom, and asked, "This house is huge! Even the master bedroom we're sleeping in right now is enormous, and in this location no less! How much did it cost?"
Ye Fan replied, "Not a lot, a little over sixty million!"
Chen Chulin felt as if she had been struck by an electric current. The little strength she had just regained was instantly drained away, and her body went limp, almost slipping out of Ye Fan's arms!
"Six...sixty million?" Chen Chulin's voice trembled as she spoke.
Her family had an accident. In Jinling, they were considered to be a well-off family, but they could barely be classified as middle class.
If a family has about a million yuan in liquid assets, that's considered good.
Nearly 70 million—that amount is too far out of reach for her.
She knew Ye Fan was very rich when she was on the yacht, but his extravagance in casually spending more than 60 million to buy a house was still far beyond her imagination!
The immense shock left her speechless for a moment, and she could only stare blankly at the uniquely designed artistic chandelier on the ceiling, feeling the insurmountable wealth gap between the two of them.
It's unbelievable that someone can casually take out tens of millions to buy a house, especially while still a college student.
Many second-generation rich kids come from wealthy families, but they don't usually receive much money. However, the extent of their family's wealth is beyond her comprehension to be able to afford to spend so much money at once.
The difference is considerable.
A moment later, she put on a large bathrobe and stepped barefoot onto the warm wooden floor.
I walked to the bar in the living room and poured myself a glass of chilled red wine.
The deep red liquid swirled in the crystal glass. Holding the glass, she walked once more to the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, as if on a pilgrimage.
I couldn't help but be captivated by it.
Only by standing here can one truly appreciate the prosperity of Nanjing.
She took a sip of the wine, the coolness and richness intertwining on her tongue, and murmured softly, with a hint of intoxication and dreaminess: "No wonder it's a mansion worth tens of millions, it feels different, even more wonderful than what you see in TV dramas."
Ye Fan had appeared behind her without her noticing, also gazing out the window, his voice carrying a hint of worldly-wise indifference: "Actually, after living here for a while, it's just the same old thing. This is just the novelty of moving in."
Chen Chulin unconsciously shook her head: "I don't think I'd ever get tired of living in a house like this. It's a multi-million dollar mansion, and it's in such a bustling area with such a beautiful river view."
Her tone was full of longing.
Ye Fan looked at her blushing profile illuminated by the lamplight and casually said, "Since you like it so much, why don't you move in and try it out?"
Chen Chulin looked at Ye Fan with some surprise and asked, "Honey, would you let me move in too?"
Ye Fan reached out, his fingertips brushing against her wind-blown hair, and said with a smile, "Of course, you're my woman. There's a place for you here. If you don't live here, who will?"
"Husband..." Chen Chulin's nose suddenly stung, and her eyes quickly filled with tears.
"Hmm?" Ye Fan turned his head to look over.
Chen Chulin was deeply moved and said, "Did I do something good in my past life that allowed me to meet such a wonderful person like you in this life?"
Overwhelmed by a surge of emotion, she was completely overwhelmed.
Although she knew perfectly well that she was his kept canary, and that he had more than one woman by his side.
But Ye Fan was really too good to her.
Being with him is even happier than being in a real relationship.
She threw herself into Ye Fan's arms, hugged his waist tightly, stood on tiptoe, and pressed a passionate kiss, filled with the aroma of red wine, onto his cheek.
When she looked up, her watery eyes were filled with naked allure and desire, her voice slightly hoarse and seductive: "Husband... are you still capable?"
This was the first time she had extended an invitation proactively, with a kind of sacrificial enthusiasm.
Ye Fan raised an eyebrow in surprise, looking at the little wildcat in his arms who had just been limp and powerless but now had burning eyes, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Listen, can you hear human speech? Please remove your doubts."
His eyes became dangerous and aggressive.
Chen Chulin smiled sweetly, a smile that blended innocence and allure. She pressed her burning cheeks tightly against his firm chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, her voice filled with a do-or-die determination: "Then what are you waiting for?"
Ye Fan asked again, "Are you sure?"
"I'm absolutely certain... I couldn't be more certain!"
Although she had just exhausted herself, she now had only one thought: to completely melt into Ye Fan's arms.
This is an incredibly happy thing.
How could Ye Fan refuse such a proactive "challenge"?
He gently pulled Chen Chulin around.
His hands trembled slightly as he braced himself against the huge, cold, mirror-like floor-to-ceiling glass.
Chen Chulin leaned directly against the French windows...
Outside the window, the city of Jinling shimmered with dazzling lights at night, like a silent fireworks display set off just for her. Her flushed, intoxicated face and the tall, imposing silhouette of the man behind her were clearly reflected in the glass.
The stark contrast between the cold glass and the scalding body temperature is striking.
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The next day.
Ye Fan woke up very early.
However, I don't have class this morning.
He got up, stretched, and looked back at the center of the bed.
Chen Chulin remained nestled in the soft down comforter, her breathing even and deep, sleeping like an innocent child.
Ye Fan's lips curled into a playful smile.
The "heroism" of this "little wildcat" when it was seeking battle last night stands in stark contrast to its "miserable" state as it sleeps soundly now.
He was indeed somewhat surprised that Chen Chulin could unleash such amazing resilience and passion.
Although Chen Chulin eventually surrendered last night, Ye Fan was still slightly surprised. This feeling vaguely reminded him of Liu Ruyan at certain moments.
However, this came at a heavy price for Chen Chulin, as her two professional classes in the morning were obviously canceled.
Ye Fan changed into his workout clothes, went downstairs alone, and sweated profusely for more than an hour in the community's top-notch constant-temperature gym.
The damping of the top-of-the-line equipment was just right, and the sweat flowed freely, washing away the last trace of laziness.
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