Chapter 250 The Cold-Blooded World Destroyer 26 (2/2)

The huge revenue generated not only covered the base's research expenses but also became an important source of foreign exchange for the country.

Over the years, Wen Zhaoye watched Zixi grow from a fledgling survivor to a capable project leader, becoming increasingly dazzling and attracting more and more admiring glances.

His sense of crisis and desire grew stronger day by day.

Finally, on the night of celebration for the launch of a new murder mystery game in a fantasy-themed area, moonlight shone on the antique pavilions and towers, and in the distance, the laughter and chatter of tourists could be heard.

Wen Zhaoye took a deep breath and stopped Zixi, who was about to go back to analyze today's operational data.

Today, he had specially changed into a dark robe embroidered with dark gold dragon patterns, and his handsome face showed an unusual tension.

"Xi Xi".

He spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Hmm? What's wrong? We need to..."

Zi Xi was about to start talking about work without thinking.

"Forget about the data!"

"I have something to tell you."

Wen Zhaoye interrupted her forcefully, a rare occurrence for him. His golden pupils gleamed with unwavering seriousness in the moonlight.

Zi Xi looked up, paused slightly at his unusual expression, and finally stopped flipping through the tablet: "Go on."

Looking into her clear eyes, Wen Zhaoye completely forgot the words he had prepared.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally chose to go straight for the ball.

"Please marry me."

"Everything I have is yours...and I am yours too."

Wen Zhaoye's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear and firm, carrying an undeniable force.

"I know I'm a bit old, have a bad temper, and my aesthetic sense is a bit strange. I used to be a dangerous person... but I can learn, learn to be a good husband!"

"You tell me where you want to change, and I'll change it! You can run the underworld however you want! So, can you give me a proper title?"

He paused, as if afraid she would refuse, and then hurriedly added with a hint of despair.

After he finished speaking, he held his breath, his heart pounding like a drum, and stared at her without blinking.

Zi Xi looked at him quietly.

Memories of the past few years flashed through her mind.

To say that the male protagonist Wen Zhaoye is completely vicious wouldn't be accurate.

Moreover, his awkward concern, clumsy attempts to please her, and unreserved honesty over the years have all contributed to this.

All the changes he made for her, and the almost overflowing, tense yet burning love in his eyes at this moment.

Her silence lasted a long time, so long that Wen Zhaoye almost despaired.

"So, this is your final condition for cooperation?"

Finally, she spoke softly, her tone as calm as ever, yet carrying a hint of tenderness that was almost imperceptible.

Wen Zhaoye's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

This isn't a condition; it's giving Zixi the right to choose.

And how can matters of the heart be considered conditions?

That hurt him deeply.