Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 495 Am I the one you love the most?

The silence in the air was broken by Chen Wanyu's voice, tinged with laughter and sounding as if it were just a casual remark: "Husband~"

Her voice was so sweet it could melt your heart, but her fingertips paused slightly.

"You gave Yunshu one apartment in the Jiangnan Jiuxu residential complex, and then you gave me one... How many apartments did you actually buy in the first place?"

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat almost imperceptibly.

Ah, here they come.

What seems like an unintentional act of coquetry actually hides a little trick.

He remained expressionless, and didn't even loosen his grip on her arm.

Worried? What's there to worry about?

The rules of the game were clear from the start, and everyone was a player who tacitly agreed to sit at the table.

The thought flashed through his mind, instantly calming the slight ripples in his heart.

He chuckled softly, his broad hand carrying a hint of punishment as he lightly slapped her firm, rounded buttocks, making a soft "smack" sound.

"What, are you checking your husband's accounts?"

He paused, then said frankly, "I bought three apartments. What, you're not satisfied with this one? Want to upgrade to a bigger one with a better view?"

Chen Wanyu's body stiffened visibly for a moment in his arms, and a flash of shock crossed her eyes.

Three sets! Besides Yun Shu and me, there's one more set... Who's it for?

Miao Zi? Or is she still that innocent schoolgirl?

But she quickly concealed her emotions, nuzzling her head against his neck, her voice muffled, with a touch of deliberate coquettishness:

"No, no~ The environment here is so nice, the river view is beautiful, I'm very comfortable here, I don't want to move!"

"Oh?" Ye Fan's voice rose dangerously at the end, carrying a hint of mischievous laughter.

He lowered his head slightly, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe, his gaze like that of a hawk locking onto its prey, firmly capturing her raised eyes.

His gaze held a half-smile, as if he could see right through her: "Are you sure you don't want to change? Then I might really give the other set to someone else, like..."

He deliberately dragged out his words, leaving a meaningful pause.

Chen Wanyu's heart skipped a beat when he looked at her, and a mix of embarrassment, anger, grievance, and panic at having her thoughts exposed surged up.

She subconsciously raised her weak little fist and symbolically punched Ye Fan's hard pectoral muscles a few times, her voice carrying a coquettish nasal tone:

"Ugh! Ye Fan, you're too lazy to even hide it from me now? You're just... so direct?"

Ye Fan took the opportunity to grab her mischievous little hand, enveloping it in his warm palm, his smile remaining innocent and candid:

"Honey, that's unfair. When have I ever lied to you? From the very beginning, I never said you were my only girlfriend, right?"

His tone was relaxed, as if he were stating a perfectly obvious fact.

Chen Wanyu was taken aback by his "righteous" attitude and was speechless for a moment.

She pouted her rosy lips, a hint of accusation and resentment in her expression:

"Yes! You didn't lie to me! But you didn't explain clearly! All I know are Yun Shu and me, and your secretary who always has a cold face... Miao Zi, right! There are others too, aren't there? Humph, men's words are lies! And I trusted you so much!"

She turned her head to the side, pretending to look out the window with a huff, but her perked-up ears betrayed that she was waiting for Ye Fan's reaction.

Looking at her adorable appearance—clearly concerned yet trying so hard to pretend to be angry—Ye Fan felt his chest vibrate and let out a low, pleasant laugh.

He reached out and pinched her chin, gently turning her face back, forcing her to look into his deep, smiling eyes:

"You didn't ask me that death trap question like how many girlfriends you have, right? I can't exactly come up to you and say, 'I have girlfriends A, B, C, D, and E,' can I? That would make me seem like a... jerk, wouldn't it?"

He deliberately dragged out the word "scumbag," but his eyes were full of mockery and confidence that he was in control of everything.

"Besides, I've never denied their existence, have I?"

Chen Wanyu was speechless at his twisted logic. She stared at him for a few seconds, then finally let out a deflated snort and buried her face in his chest again, only this time her arms around his waist tightened even more.

Yeah, I didn't ask, and he didn't say anything either... but why do I still feel a little sour and bitter inside?

She sighed silently in her heart, choosing to use his body heat and reassuring strength once again to temporarily numb those unsolvable little emotions.

She had already made her move in this game, so she could only continue according to the rules he had set.

At least in this embrace, in this house he gave her, she is a cherished part of him.

That's enough... at least that's what she told herself at that moment.

Chen Wanyu did not continue to dwell on the quagmire of "quantity".

She knew all too well that those names would only cause her more trouble and wouldn't change anything that was already done.

At this moment, she only wanted to grasp the most fundamental issue, the one that concerned the peace of her soul.

She took a deep breath, as if using all her strength, and raised her head again. Her eyes, brimming with tears, like those of a startled fawn, locked onto Ye Fan's deep gaze: "Husband, I only want to know one thing right now..."

Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly: "Do you love me or not?"

Ye Fan's gaze did not waver in the slightest. He didn't even pause to think before he parted his thin lips and uttered a clear and firm word: "Love."

He then nodded without hesitation, his movements swift and decisive, as if signing an unquestionable contract.

Upon receiving this answer, the tears in Chen Wanyu's eyes seemed to shimmer even more intensely, but she was not satisfied.

The woman's greed was on full display at this moment.

She bit her lower lip, and with a desperate courage, asked, "Then...am I the one you love the most?"

After asking the question, she held her breath, as if awaiting final judgment.

A faint, elusive smile curved the corners of Ye Fan's lips.

My favorite? Every woman in my arms is my "favorite" at this moment.

This is not a lie, but an unspoken wisdom for survival.

All they want is a sweet word to soothe their hearts, so why should I use cold reality to shatter it?

He nodded again, his movements still firm, his eyes so tender they could drown you: "Of course, you are one of the people I love most."

Chen Wanyu automatically filtered out that subtle "one of," and it felt as if half of the boulder in her heart had been removed.

But the greatest fear still weighed heavily on my heart.

She loosened her bitten lip, leaving a faint white mark where her pearly teeth had pressed against it, her eyes filled with intense unease and deep fear.

"So... will we have a future?"

She spoke the word "future" with unusual difficulty.

Since she met Ye Fan, every interaction with him was like lifting a corner of his mysterious veil, revealing just the tip of the iceberg, enough to give an ordinary person like her a suffocating shock.