After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 22 The Belated Wedding Gift

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 The Belated Wedding Gift

Several meters away, the black lettering on the gift box card was clearly visible.

Ye Li’s handwriting.

A restless irritability seemed to hit the pause button on Fu Yanci’s bad mood.

With long strides, he approached the bed in a few steps, picked up the card, and read its contents.

"To Fu Yanci: A belated wedding gift, I hope you like it, yo!"

"PS: Even though I used your card to buy it, I hope you can feel my sentiment! ----- Ye Li"

Next to the signed name was a small smiley face sticking out its tongue.

His fingertips traced the little figure’s eyes and mouth, then he thought back to the day when her cashing attempt had failed, and she stormed off to the mall for a vengeful shopping spree.

She bought a bunch of stuff for herself, but the big ticket item was a new wedding gift for him.

The anger that had been accumulating in Fu Yanci’s heart suddenly dissipated with a puff.

Inside the box was a new model of Vacheron Constantin.

Although he already had an identical one, displayed in the watch cabinet of the dressing room.

But at this moment, Fu Yanci caressed the watch as if seeing it for the first time, holding it tenderly for a long while.

Ding.

His phone chimed, Ye Li sent a WeChat message, "Fu Yanci, I’m in the dorm now! Goodnight!"

"Goodnight!"

Feeling that a simple goodnight was not enough, his gaze slid over Ye Li’s playful cartoon avatar, and Fu Yanci sent another message, "Mrs. Fu, I really like your wedding gift! Thank you!"

The phone lit up continuously, and Ye Li turned around just in time to catch the words "Mrs. Fu."

She instinctively grabbed her phone.

She wanted to say there was no need for thanks, after all, it was his money.

But it felt a bit distant.

Then, remembering that Fu Yanci was not someone who enjoyed chatting on WeChat, Ye Li put away her phone and continued packing her suitcase.

The dormitory at Imperial University housed four people per room.

Beds above, desks and wardrobes below.

Even though it was Sunday night, the other three roommates were not there, probably out on dates or in the library.

All her clothes were hung in the wardrobe.

The snacks she brought were divided into three portions, each placed on their respective desks.

Glancing around, the small room looked as if no one had stayed over the weekend, still bearing the untidiness of her joyful departure on Friday, so Ye Li rolled up her sleeves and tidied up once again.

The phone rang when a thin layer of sweat had appeared on Ye Li’s forehead.

The call was from a girl she knew in the wealthy social circle.

"Ye Li, come quick, Mr. Zhou is in trouble!"

As soon as the call connected, deafening electronic music blasted from the other end, mingled with the sound of shattering bottles and screams from the crowd.

The girl on the line shouted, "Mr. Zhou said you two broke off the engagement, and I don’t know who else to contact. Ye Li, you were in a relationship once; please talk some sense into Mr. Zhou, you guys should part on good terms! If this blows up, it won’t be good for anyone, don’t you think?"

Ye Li’s retort, "Since you know we broke off the engagement, whatever happens to him has nothing to do with me," was still on her lips when she heard, amidst the noise, the distinct roar of Zhou Hecchen, "Which magazine are you from? You looking for trouble? Delete that right now!"

Ye Li’s heart tightened.

If the subsequent events hadn’t occurred, it wouldn’t have mattered to her how the paparazzi or the entertainment marketers wrote their stories.

At worst, she would just face some gossip at school.

But now, she was Mrs. Fu.

If her boss saw that one of his employees was constantly appearing in the entertainment pages, no matter how dedicated the employee was, it couldn’t undo the negative image already created, could it?

"I’m on my way!"

With those words, Ye Li hurried out the door.