Deeply in Love: The Two-Faced CEO is Too Clingy

Chapter 99 Never Jokes

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Never Jokes

Zhou Xinyu didn't say anything more. He patted Yan Ye on the shoulder and then turned and left the study.

Xue Ruowei was still sitting on the sofa chatting with Yue Yirou when she saw him come out of the elevator and immediately cast an inquiring look at him.

Zhou Xinyu met her gaze and shook his head somewhat sadly.

Xue Ruowei couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering what the young master was thinking.

He didn't want Miss Yue to misunderstand, but he also didn't tell her the truth.

If things continue like this, when will we ever see them being all lovey-dovey again?

"Butler Xue, Butler Xue." Yue Yirou seemed to remember something, immediately stood up from the sofa, and ran to Xue Tao. "Butler Xue, Yan Ye said he's going to hold a press conference tomorrow to propose to me in front of the whole world. Is he joking?"

She originally wanted to chase after Yan Ye to ask him about it, but Xue Ruowei suddenly came over, led her to the sofa, and told her about the news from yesterday, so she completely forgot about it.

Now that I suddenly think about it, it's no longer important whether Yan Ye arranged yesterday's news. What's most important now is that Yan Ye said he would hold a press conference.

Was he joking?

He proposed to her in front of the whole world.

Xue Tao said tactfully, "Young Master never jokes."

I never joke around...

Just thinking about the press conference tomorrow makes Yue Yirou want to cry.

What should she do? What will Tingyun think when she sees this?

"Butler Xue, Sister Ruowei, Dr. Zhou, could you please help me persuade Yan Ye to cancel tomorrow's press conference?"

Yue Yirou looked at the people in front of her with a pleading expression.

Her response was a few sighs, some short and some long.

“Miss Yue, you asked the young master to cancel tomorrow’s press conference. Don’t you care about your reputation? The title of Mrs. Yan is something countless women dream of. By giving you this title, the young master not only preserves your reputation but also transforms you from Cinderella into a wealthy young lady that everyone envies. Why are you unwilling to accept it? Would you rather be an object of everyone’s contempt and stay in Xingye Pavilion than have the enviable title of Mrs. Yan?”

Xue Ruowei tried to persuade Yue Yirou to accept Yan Ye's marriage proposal.

Yue Yirou shook her head: "No, Sister Ruowei, you don't know, you don't understand, I can't accept Yan Ye's marriage proposal, I can't marry him."

If she were to marry Yan Ye, it would be like stabbing Lu Tingyun in the heart, perhaps more than once, and Tingyun would be in unbearable pain.

She couldn't preserve his innocence, and she absolutely cannot stab him in the heart again.

"I'm going to find Yan Ye. I'm going upstairs to find Yan Ye."

As Yue Yirou spoke, she stumbled and ran toward the elevator.

“Miss Yue…” Xue Ruowei wanted to call out to her, but Zhou Xinyu tugged at her arm. She turned to look at him and saw that Zhou Xinyu was shaking his head at her.

Xue Ruowei could only stand there, sighing as she watched the elevator doors slowly close.

Yue Yirou stepped out of the elevator and first opened the bedroom door to see if Yan Ye was in the bedroom.

Yan Ye wasn't in the bedroom, so she immediately turned around and ran out, opening the door to the study next door.

Yan Ye had already drawn back the curtains, and the study was now brightly lit.

As soon as Yue Yirou pushed open the door, she saw a man sitting at his desk, working diligently in front of his computer.

She walked towards him.

"Yan Ye, I want to talk to you."

"Apart from tomorrow's press conference, you can talk about anything you want." Yan Ye said without looking up.

Yue Yirou clenched her fist, took a deep breath, and tried to remain calm as she said, "Yan Ye, you should know that I will not accept your proposal. Do you want to lose face in front of the whole world?"

Yan Ye paused slightly as he typed on the keyboard, his starry eyes still fixed on the computer screen, not looking up: "I just want you not to be laughed at. As for whether I will be laughed at or not, I don't care."

As soon as he finished speaking, his long, handsome fingers began to tap rapidly again.

Yue Yirou stared intently at him, her bright eyes gradually reddening, her nose tingling, and she almost burst into tears.

She was moved by this man, but at the same time, she felt a lot of pain.

"Yan Ye, thank you for loving me. But, I already have Lu Tingyun in my heart, I—" She couldn't continue, covering her mouth with her hand and choking back sobs.

Yan Ye stopped typing and slowly raised his eyes. His deep, magnetic voice was tinged with bitterness: "I know, but I am willing to spend my whole life waiting for your love."

"Yan Ye..." She didn't know what to say.

He also called her stubborn and stupid. But wasn't he stubborn and stupid too?

Knowing full well that she loves Lu Tingyun, he is still willing to spend his whole life waiting for her love. You probably can't find another man in the whole world as foolish as him.

Yan Ye stood up from the leather chair, walked around the large desk, and went to Yue Yirou. He raised his hand and gently wiped away her tears.

"Yi Rou, will you marry me? I will cherish you, love you, and pamper you for the rest of my life."

Yue Yirou bit her lip and turned her face away, refusing to look at him. After a long while, she sniffed and said, "Yan Ye, there are plenty of women in this world who are better than me, prettier than me, and more suitable for you. Why do you insist on having me?"

Yan Ye lowered his hand, looked at her and smiled bitterly: "Where the heart leads, the body cannot control. Yi Rou, many years ago, the moment you saved me, I gave you my heart, and I can never take it back."

Did she save the wrong person back then?

Yue Yirou couldn't help but close her eyes and sigh.

She didn't say anything more, because she knew that nothing she said could change Yan Ye's decision.

Obsession can be really scary sometimes.

Yet there are still many people in this world who, despite knowing the pain, cannot let go.

Suddenly, two long, strong arms wrapped around her waist. Startled, she immediately opened her eyes and saw Yan Ye's handsome face so close to hers, almost touching her.

Yan Ye trapped her between himself and the desk, leaving her with nowhere to go, her heart pounding wildly.

"Yan Ye, what... what do you want to do? Let me go!"

She pushed hard against his chest, but Yan Ye didn't budge.

"Yi Rou, I want to kiss you," Yan Ye said shamelessly.

Yue Yirou stared at him in astonishment. He... he still wanted to kiss her? How intense would the kiss be, like before?

She doesn't want to.

"Yan Ye, this isn't how you love someone. At the very least, loving someone shouldn't mean forcing them to do things they don't want to do," she said urgently.

"Really? But I really want to kiss you, what should I do?"

Yan Ye continued shamelessly, and as he spoke, he pressed himself against her. Just as he was about to kiss her, Yue Yirou hurriedly turned her face away, and Yan Ye's kiss landed on her smooth forehead.

Unable to reach her lips, Yan Ye kissed her all the way to find them, but slowly and deliberately, as if he were teasing her.

As his kiss landed on her lips, Yue Yirou quickly turned her face to the other side, pushing against his chest with her small hands: "Yan Ye, don't do this. This isn't love at all. If you love me, you should respect me."