Chapter 223: The Three-Year Pact
Han Wuyu suppressed his longing for her, only able to numb himself with work each time.
Endless work every day. Rose seemed to see through Han Wuyu’s temper, and hadn’t made any moves for three years. But the ardor in her eyes couldn’t be hidden.
Han Wuyu glanced at the clear blue sky, a curve forming on his lips. This smile was precisely what Rose captured, her eyes starting to emit hearts.
“I’ve been by your side for three years. Haven’t you ever felt a heartbeat for me?” She walked up seductively, even acting a bit spoiled as she spoke to Han Wuyu.
The curve on Han Wuyu’s lips remained unchanged. He had waited. He had truly waited. Xiao Yan’er, I hope you are well, you are in my heart.
Ignoring the self-indulgent Rose, he walked past her towards the car. Meanwhile, Yin Lingyan had also returned in a whirlwind.
In three years, she had achieved it. She had now become an international designer. To have her clothes designed, one had to meet high requirements and pay high prices. And it also depended on whether she was willing.
She also gained another name: Yu Yan.
This name was a combination of her and Han Wuyu’s names. Whenever someone mentioned wanting clothes made, she was the first person they would seek out.
“No need for too many explanations…” The mobile phone rang urgently. Yin Lingyan glanced at it helplessly.
“I’m not accepting any designs these few days.” This was one of her bodyguards. She was an independent designer and hadn’t joined any company, but she did have bodyguards. However, with her underworld skills, bodyguards were practically useless.
At the same time, in America, a mysterious person had been helping her. She didn’t know who it was, but it was definitely not Han Wuyu. She trusted him.
After getting off the plane, Yin Lingyan saw the familiar airport, sighed, and a smile of excitement bloomed. Yu, I’m back.
Simultaneously, Han Wuyu’s sports car also stopped outside the airport. He strode into the airport with swift steps, just in time to see her.
Their eyes met. In their eyes flowed excitement, joy. And… longing.
Yin Lingyan held only one suitcase in her hand, dressed in a clean short shirt and shorts. Han Wuyu couldn’t help but smile.
On her, there was always a youthful aura. He knew she disliked makeup, but she looked even better without it.
“Yu. Long time no see.” Yin Lingyan walked over, her heart filled with emotion, looking at his unchanging face, her heart pounding.
“I missed you so much.” Han Wuyu directly hugged Yin Lingyan, murmuring in her ear. He spoke all the emotions he wanted to express.
Yin Lingyan smiled. This was the proud yet genuine Han Wuyu, who never had too many sweet words, but every word touched her heart.
“I missed you too.” In the somewhat empty airport, these four words echoed, warming Han Wuyu’s heartstrings.
The two holding each other tightly added a touch of warmth to the cold airport.
Rose, still delusionally dressing herself up, even packed her luggage and placed it in front of Han Wuyu’s door. Then she directly sat on the wicker chair outside.
This wicker chair was specifically designed for Yin Lingyan. Rose found it somewhat uncomfortable to sit on. Moreover, it hadn’t been used for three years. With a creak, the wicker chair broke, and Rose fell flat on her face.
When Yin Lingyan and Han Wuyu returned, they witnessed a scene that was both infuriating and incredibly dramatic.
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