After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady-Chapter 888 - 367: Zhu Yulan’s Confession (7k Subscribe! We Really Won the Revival Match!)_4

"Musen, I don't need any promises today. I just want to tell you that I like you and I just want to ask you, do you like me? Even just a little..."

She didn't know what Musen meant by his 'thank you', but if it was another Good Person Card, she would surely bite him!

Musen was lightly holding her hand, warming it gently in his palm.

"Thank you for your liking, as you said, I can't give you an answer or a promise right now, but I understand how much courage it takes to like someone and confess to them. I also know how sad it can be not to receive a response.

So, what I can respond to now is your affection, thank you for liking me, I am honored to be liked by you. I genuinely accept your feelings, not as a Good Person Card, nor as mere politeness, but as my most heartfelt words."

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Musen felt the slight tremor of her small hand in his palm, Zhu Yulan's gaze met his, filled with sincerity and warmth.

This told her that he was truly responding to her feelings.

Perhaps some answers, perhaps like Zhao Lianmai, she had already received some responses, and Zhu Yulan felt even luckier than Lianmai.

At least, Musen had given her a serious response, even though there was no definite outcome, her feelings were not wasted.

For Zhu Yulan, this was already the best outcome she had hoped for.

Yet... people are always like this.

Once they receive something, they subconsciously want more.

"Then, do you like me? Even just a little... I want to hear you say it."

Zhu Yulan knew this question might not receive an answer or response, but she really wanted to ask.

In Musen's busy heart, besides Nuannuan and Ming Yue, were there ever one or two moments when she had also broken into his heart?

Musen looked at her expectant, anxious, conflicted expression and slowly smiled, recalling the scene of their first meeting.

"Just like you said about me, I might be shiny in your eyes, but you, in my eyes, are just the same.

I still remember our first meeting when you were willful and arrogant, looking down on people and offering money to make me drop out of the race."

"I wasn't looking down on anyone..."

Zhu Yulan couldn't help but retort, but listening to Musen's memories, she also recalled their past.

Musen smiled slightly, then continued: "At first, I also thought you were a self-important and tough princess because you were rich, so sometimes I did indeed trick you a few times. But later, I gradually found out, behind your arrogance and pride, was your extreme responsibility and seriousness toward work and commitments to others.

Even knowing I was tricking you, you would still choose to do your best for what you committed yourself to.

When you fought with your family and had nowhere to eat or sleep, you still made sure to pay your employees first.

When we faced trouble together, you would immediately do your utmost to make amends, taking responsibility for your actions..."

Musen said this, his gaze slowly meeting Zhu Yulan's intently.

"Just like the filter I have in your eyes, you have many bright spots in my eyes too. Your dedication, responsibility, accountability, and of course, a bit of willfulness and confusion, are your bright points, and these qualities of yours, I like them very much."

Zhu Yulan covered her heart, the speed of its beating seemed almost unbridled.

She looked at Musen, this cunning man, whose answer was still so ambiguous.

Exciting yet delightful.

Indeed, a playboy will always be a playboy, but Zhu Yulan also knew, for this guy to say these words meant… at least she had really lingered in his heart for those one or two moments…

"Playboy..."

Zhu Yulan covered her heart, feeling somewhat content with the answer she got, her blood circulating through her body.

She felt a bit dizzy. Could that tiny liqueur-filled chocolate really be that potent?

She looked at Musen, feeling an uncontrollable urge.

She moved a bit closer to Musen, as if slightly inebriated, her gaze trailing from his cheek down his nose to his lips: "So, in that case… may I make another request?"

Musen instinctively shrank back slightly: "I generally don't sell myself, just my talents."

Zhu Yulan observed his movement, a slight smile curling the corners of her mouth as if the alcohol had breached her last defenses.

Human greed is never fully satisfied.

"So, under what circumstances would you consider it?"

"Then you would have to add..."

Musen hadn't finished speaking.

Suddenly, the girl in front of him blushed, her face rapidly enlarging in his field of vision, a touch of bamboo's sweet fragrance lightly falling...