Mr. Ye Wants to Confess to Me Every Day

Shen Xin’s travel agency organized a matchmaking trip. As the most handsome male guest, Ye Zhiyou boarded the bus with an icy expression and a domineering aura.

The entire bus fell silent.

Following her superior’s instructions, Shen Xin nervously approached him to have a conversation. Before she could finish half of what she was saying, he suddenly pulled her into his arms, held the back of her head, and kissed her.

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Ye Zhiyou is the nominal president of a famous domestic film company.

Before meeting Shen Xin, his biggest worry every day was— how to avoid inheriting the company.

After meeting Shen Xin, his biggest worry every day became— How to confess to Shen Xin?

Ye Zhiyou: The moon is so beautiful tonight*.

Shen Xin: It seems almost the same as yesterday.

Ye Zhiyou: For the rest of my life, please advise (me).

Shen Xin: Yu Sheng who?**

Ye Zhiyou: ….

Until one time Ye Zhiyou got drunk again, pulling Shen Xin into his arms once more, his breath carrying a faint, intoxicating scent:

Shen Xin, I command you, marry me.

**There is a pun that can’t be punned in English. He’s saying “Looking forward to your insights for the rest of my life” (“余生” yusheng = remainder of life) but yusheng also sounds like a name, and occupies the same part of the sentence, and she’s like “Who’s Yu Sheng”. Functionally it’s like

“I’m hungry”

“Hi Hungry, I’m Dad”]⸙

On the day Ye Zhiyou returned to A City, he was accompanied by Shen Xin, who was dressed like a delicate doll.

Numerous young men approached Ye Zhiyou to chat, but in reality, they were trying to strike up a conversation with Shen Xin. “What should we call this beautiful lady?”

Ye Zhiyou took out the engagement ring he had been carrying in his pocket, his voice as cool and calm as water, “Mrs. Ye.”

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