Yun Qiluo quickly shook her head obediently: "No."
The man raised an eyebrow: "Then what’s going on?"
The Young Girl thought for a while, then frowned and asked him:
"Beautiful woman, tell me, what exactly is love?"
The beautiful woman knows so many things, he definitely knows what it means.
Yan Yan was taken aback, never expecting her to ask him such a question.
Then, thinking of something, his gaze darkened.
His breath suddenly became dangerously sullen, like the calm before a storm.
His voice was still low and lazy: "Why do you suddenly want to ask this?"
He just wanted to know who made her develop thoughts of love?
Yun Qiluo sensitively perceived his displeasure, not understanding why it made him unhappy.
But she never lies in front of him.
Honestly said: "Today I met Ji Ruofeng at school, he called me Little Sister-in-law, and then the professor and Shijia all came to ask if I was in love."
"I searched on Baidu, but I still can’t quite understand, what is love?"
The gloomy expression on Yan Yan’s face immediately softened.
The nameless anger that had just begun to rise in his heart also disappeared without a trace.
He even felt a bit like laughing.
So she met Ji Ruofeng...
Also, they are from the same school, it’s not unusual to meet.
This group of brats call her Sister-in-law every day, he was too lazy to correct them, not expecting such a misunderstanding to arise.
Yan Yan hugged her in his arms and stroked her soft hair.
Lazily said: "Don’t mind them."
Yun Qiluo asked again: "Then what is love? Beautiful woman, are you and I in love?"
The man fell silent, his enchanting phoenix eyes glimmering with light.
Strands of fine hair covered his overly handsome eyes, shielding all expressions.
For a long time, he just reached out and touched the top of her head.
"I don’t know either."
The first time he encountered something he didn’t know.
Yun Qiluo’s eyes lit up, feeling a sense of resonance: "Beautiful woman, so you haven’t been in love either?"
Her expression was as if to say, "You’re a fool too, huh."
Yan Yan paused, his expression unusually stiffened.
He was only twenty-two years old, although his mind far surpassed that of ordinary people, his age was only here. From fifteen to twenty, he was focused on power struggles in the formidable Yan Family.
At twenty, after his father died, he took over the Yan Family, and for the next two years... he had even less interest in women.
Because upon becoming the head of the Yan Family, countless women came flocking to him overnight, but apart from disinterest, Yan Yan even felt a hint of disgust.
Encountering some who were particularly manipulative, he never showed mercy and was ruthless.
In Mr. Yan’s eyes, women = trouble, and immeasurable trouble at that.
Over time, his reputation as a ruthless and woman-avoiding figure spread, and now very few women dared to deliberately approach him.
Yan Yan had always been quite satisfied with this.
Only now, looking at Yun Qiluo’s eyes full of disdain, for the first time in his life, he felt that having never been in love was a shameful thing.
He said in a deep voice: "I’m very busy, no time for love."
"Oh..." Yun Qiluo suddenly understood, "Yes, the beautiful woman has to make money."