After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 137: How Long Do You Plan to Suppress It?

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: How Long Do You Plan to Suppress It?

Ye Li remembered clearly, the servants of the old Ye Family residence said that Xiao Bao’s birthday was the fifteenth of the first lunar month.

So on the Lantern Festival, when other children nestled in their parents’ arms eating sweet dumplings and lighting firecrackers, Xiao Bao was locked in a cage by his own mother, covered in injuries?

The thought alone was so heart-wrenching she felt she might die from the pain, not wanting Xiao Bao to see her crying, Ye Li buried her head in Fu Yanci’s embrace.

He wrapped his arms around the girl and gently patted her back, "Ah Li, it’s all in the past now, everything’s alright..."

No, it wasn’t over.

Ye Li shook her head, disbelief filling her voice, "How could there be such cruel mothers in this world?"

His body tensed, and the patting on Ye Li’s hand paused for a moment.

A dark light flashed in the depths of Fu Yanci’s eyes.

When he came back to his senses, he felt the girl in his arms had a fever again.

With a look of annoyance, Fu Yanci immediately regretted talking about these things with Ye Li.

He called Aunt Lan to come and stay with Xiao Bao, then carried Ye Li upstairs to their room.

Drifting in and out of consciousness with the fever for who knows how long, Ye Li vaguely remembered Fu Yanci giving her water and medicine, and during that time, coaxing her to drink a few spoonfuls of plain congee.

There was a sharp pain on the back of her hand, and just as Ye Li furrowed her brow, she found herself in a secure embrace.

The man tenderly stroked the back of her head, his voice gentle, "Ah Li, I’m here."

Perhaps the fever had subsided.

Or perhaps it was the embrace that brought comfort.

Overwhelmed by darkness, Ye Li fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, the world outside the window was dim.

For a moment, she couldn’t tell whether it was morning or evening.

Beside her, Fu Yanci, dressed in a bathrobe, leaned against the pillows on the bed, with his computer on the covers.

Documents.

Emails.

Stock markets.

Pages were being switched back and forth; the man’s busyness was apparent.

Ye Li only watched for a while before feeling dizzy, "Fu Yanci, isn’t it Sunday today? Are you working on the weekend?"

"Awake?"

Fu Yanci put aside his computer and lifted Ye Li to check her temperature with a kiss on her forehead, "It’s already Monday."

???

Ye Li’s face was a picture of shock, "I, I slept for a day and two nights?"

After speaking, she looked down and saw the needle marks from the IV on the back of her hand.

Ye Li became anxious, "Doesn’t that mean I missed a whole day of classes?"

"I asked for leave for you!"

Fu Yanci pinched her face, "Someone wished you a Merry Christmas, and I told her you were sick and asked her to help you ask for leave. She agreed."

Clicking into WeChat, she saw that Fu Yanci had requested a few days off, and Su Qingkong had readily agreed without even asking how she was.

She simply left a message saying, "Then you have a good romance."

Ye Li: ...

"No, I need to go to class..."

Ye Li threw off the covers and got out of bed, "After the New Year, there won’t be many days of classes before exams. What if the teacher goes over something important in these few days?"

Fearing that Fu Yanci would stop her, Ye Li moved quickly.

But the expected obstruction didn’t come.

Instead, she heard the man’s voice behind her, "1..."

Ye Li got out of bed and put on her slippers.

The man, "2..."

Curiously glancing at her, Ye Li continued forward.

The man, "3..."

Her legs went soft and Ye Li felt as if they were made of cotton.

The next instant she fell, she was caught in a full embrace by Fu Yanci, who had lunged forward.

She was on top.

He was below.

Fu Yanci hooked his lips and looked at the disheveled Ye Li, "Ah Li, are you sure, in your current state, that you can go back to class?"

In sub-zero weather, she had soaked in the icy Bing Lake for more than ten minutes.

A few more minutes and her life would have been in jeopardy.

Thankfully, years of living in luxury at the Ye Family had given her a strong constitution, and unlike other girls who dieted to maintain their figures, her health was still decent.

If it were someone else, they might already be checking in with the King of Underworld by now.

Ye Li: ...

The phone chimed lightly; Su Qingkong had sent over the notes she took in class that day.

Ye Li scrolled through the photos, looking at the detailed content, her expression hesitant.

The day was already over, and in three days it would be New Year’s break—and besides, there weren’t that many classes in her junior year of college.

Ye Li was about to nod and say she would just study at home.

Then she heard the man’s light laughter, "Ah Li, how long do you plan to procrastinate?"