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Upon hearing this, He Fanxing smiled and wrapped her arms around Shen Yan's neck, saying with a mix of reproach and shyness, "Since you like it, I'm waiting to see how you behave today. I hope you'll like my outfit as you said."
"Okay, you'll find out."
126 The Oriental Pearl Tower? Wen Yifan took the initiative to find him.
Nighttime, downstairs in a residential building.
He Fanxing nestled against Shen Yan's shoulder, her face filled with happiness. She hugged Shen Yan's arm tightly, her cheeks flushed.
The lingering effects from before haven't dissipated yet.
"Fanxing, you're so old now, why are you still living with your parents?"
"Why don't you move out?"
Shen Yan put his arm around He Fanxing's slender waist, looked up at the floor where her apartment was located, and offered his suggestion.
"what?"
He Fanxing was taken aback when Shen Yan suddenly brought this up. She was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant and looked at him slyly: "I'm afraid you're just pretending to let me stay here. You probably have other motives, right?"
"Those who truly understand me are the stars."
Seeing through her thoughts, Shen Yan didn't care at all. He put his arm around her shoulder and glanced around: "Whichever place you fancy in the whole of Shanghai, I'll buy it for you."
"Then I've got my eye on the Oriental Pearl Tower."
Seeing that Shen Yan had spoken so confidently, He Fanxing immediately teased him.
"This one..."
Instead of the troubled look she expected, Shen Yan looked thoughtful and said, "It's possible, but it's difficult. However, since it's what you want..."
"No problem, I'll think of a way."
"No, I was just saying this is a game..."
He Fanxing was startled to see Shen Yan so serious.
That's the Oriental Pearl Tower, it's state-owned!
It's absolutely impossible to buy one!
Moreover, it's a matter of Shanghai's reputation, and it won't be allowed to become private property.
"I didn't say I would definitely buy it, why are you in such a hurry? Tell me where you want to live right now."
Shen Yan immediately smiled and looked at He Fanxing.
He certainly knew the nature of the Oriental Pearl Tower and that it was not something that could be measured by money. The possibility of him buying it was almost zero, but Shen Yan had his own methods.
Shanghai has the Oriental Pearl Tower, but that doesn't mean there's only one.
Perhaps in the future there will be the Oriental Pearl Tower...
This is much more feasible.
Seeing him like this, He Fanxing felt a sudden unease for some reason.
She wondered if she had said something wrong, based on her understanding of her man.
I'm afraid he's really tempted!
If Shen Yan knew what He Fanxing was thinking, he would definitely give her a thumbs up.
Yes, he was tempted.
Shen Yan's current cash flow, his existing businesses, and future development all point to him becoming an emperor in the world of capital.
How could someone like him not do something that brings him spiritual fulfillment?
He even had a bolder idea in mind: those museums abroad...
It's not that it can't become his private property....
Only in this way can his status be demonstrated.
Looking at Shen Yan, He Fanxing thought for a moment and said softly, "Shen Yan, I was just joking just now, please don't take it to heart."
"As for where I'll stay, I'll take a look first."
"it is good."
Shen Yan replied.
The two then stopped discussing the topic of buying a house until they saw He Fanxing get on the elevator.
Shen Yan then turned and left.
When he arrived in front of Zhang Feng and Zhang Long, he said calmly, "Zhang Feng, have Zhang Yuntian and the others keep an eye out for architectural design masters at home and abroad, and tell them that I need them to build the world's first tower for me."
"In addition, let the others leave more information about their overseas finances. I heard that the economy in New York is not doing well recently. Try contacting them and ask if they have any plans to transfer the National Museum and its artifacts."
After saying this, Shen Yan got into the car and closed his eyes to rest. Upon hearing his words, Zhang Long and Zhang Feng's lips twitched slightly.
They knew the boss was about to make a big move.
...
We remained silent the entire way until we arrived home.
"Hmm? Boss, there are people outside your parking lot."
Shen Yan opened his eyes and asked calmly, "Who?"
"Oh, it's Miss Wen Yifan!?"
Zhang Feng's eyes widened in disbelief, but she lowered her hand from her waist and reported, "Boss, it's Miss Wen."
"Wen Yifan?"
Shen Yan was somewhat surprised, but considering that Wen Yifan had been looking for him every day these past few days, he guessed her intentions.
He chuckled and said, "It's not easy to get this taciturn guy to come looking for me."
These past few days, Shen Yan has been deliberately ignoring Wen Yifan, replying to her messages only occasionally, sometimes even a day later, just so that Wen Yifan will take the initiative to contact him.
After all, it would be difficult for Dandan to get Wen Yifan to take the initiative to pursue her, given her personality.
Therefore, he needs external assistance.
"Alright, just park here. Go park your own cars."
"Yes, boss."
At this moment, Wen Yifan, who was squatting under the stone pillar, saw the familiar car approaching. Her eyes lit up, and with a smile on her face, she quickly stood up.
She wore a classic blue and white striped Breton shirt, paired with high-waisted straight-leg jeans and simple white sneakers.
This outfit is sophisticated and refreshing, with a touch of youthful carefree spirit. Paired with her innocent, first-love-like face, it makes her look exceptionally youthful and beautiful.
"hiss!"
She had just stood up when she couldn't help but gasp.
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Wen Yifan then realized that her legs were a little numb from squatting for a long time. She frowned slightly, patted them with her hands, and relieved the discomfort in her legs.
At this moment, Zhang Feng stopped the car in front of her, and the car door opened automatically.
He smiled warmly and greeted her, "Old classmate, you're here."
"What brings you here today?"
After Shen Yan got out of the car and walked towards Wen Yifan, he waved to Zhang Feng, signaling her to drive away.
Upon stepping forward and seeing Wen Yifan's distressed appearance, he immediately laughed and said, "How long have you been squatting? Come on, lean on my hands."
She stretched out her arm, gesturing for Wen Yifan to support her.
Upon hearing his words, Wen Yifan looked up at him, her bright almond-shaped eyes gentle and innocent.
Her long, thick eyelashes curled upwards naturally, fluttering like butterfly wings.
The temperature on my cheeks rose rapidly.
..... . ....
After a long pause, she pursed her lips, placed her hand on Shen Yan's arm, and said weakly, "Thank you."
"Need not."
Looking at Wen Yifan's small hand resting on his arm, Shen Yan's lips curled up slightly. He knew that Wen Yifan was gradually showing her "initiative".
This initiative was not her intention, but rather a result of her subconscious and physical instincts.
"I...I'm all better."
After a while, Wen Yifan finally got up, and she reluctantly withdrew her hand.
Realizing immediately why she had come to see Shen Yan, she said, "Shen Yan, I've come to see you today..."
"Let's talk at my place first."
Without giving Wen Yifan a chance to speak, Shen Yan spoke directly.
"Okay... alright."
Wen Yifan looked around and realized that they were in a parking lot, and it seemed unreasonable to talk to Shen Yan about something.
"Okay, come on."
"Um...."
Following behind Shen Yan, Wen Yifan clutched her small bag tightly, appearing quite flustered.
The two got into the elevator, and the atmosphere was very quiet. Shen Yan was not surprised. Wen Yifan was a quiet person now, and it was impossible to expect her to start a conversation.
Wen Yifan stood behind him, occasionally glancing up at him secretly before immediately looking away.
At this moment, Wen Yifan realized that she had gone to Shen Yan's house again.
Thinking of their unexpected encounter in bed last time, she frowned and covered her forehead.
Wen Yifan, why are you at Shen Yan's house again?