After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 300: Can’t Bring Myself to Be Cruel

Chapter 300: Chapter 300: Can’t Bring Myself to Be Cruel

It was deep into the night, yet the bedroom on the third floor of Ye Mansion was still buzzing with chatter.

Listening to Lan Lan discuss the three options Jyang Che had given, Ye Li clicked her tongue and said, "Tsk tsk tsk... No wonder the elderly say that a good girl fears a persistent suitor. Jyang Che really knows how to exploit your tender heart, sis!"

No one knew better than Ye Li how soft-hearted Lan Lan was.

She had been that way since childhood.

Lan Lan was five years older than Ye Li. When Ye Li was still tottering around learning to walk, Lan Lan was already in elementary school.

While other elementary school kids went to parks, amusement centers, and libraries during the weekends, Lan Lan was out with Ye Li in their neighborhood, playing in the mud and catching butterflies.

As they grew older, Lan Lan’s world revolved entirely around Aunt Lan and the Ye Family.

Even when adults jokingly brought up dating and marriage, Lan Lan would blush and insist that her future boyfriend had to be from Imperial City because she was not willing to marry far away.

Ye Li had never seen how decisive Lan Lan could be at work.

But she had heard her making work calls.

Logical and clear instructions.

She must also be hard-working and eager to learn in her daily job duties.

Having graduated and entered Qirui, Lan Lan, with her background in finance, had risen from a financial associate to the finance director in just three years.

In any large company, the position of finance director was surely either a direct relative of the boss or a trusted confidante.

Yet Lan Lan was neither.

Her capabilities were evident.

The more they talked, the more excited and proud they became, and with every memory of Lan Lan’s gentle nature from childhood, Ye Li hugged Lan Lan’s arm and exclaimed, "Sis, if I were a man, I’d like you too!"

Lan Lan couldn’t help but laugh.

Then, thinking of the three-day deadline, she sighed again and again.

Spending New Year’s Eve with Jyang Che was absolutely out of the question.

Work is not like school; there are no summer or winter breaks.

Throughout the year, she only had the brief holidays on May Day, National Day, and the Spring Festival to spend time with her mother. Yet, she missed many of those too because of business trips she couldn’t make it back for.

Not only that, she hadn’t even been able to see Uncle Ye before he passed away, and the guilt still haunted her.

If she missed New Year’s Eve as well, even if her mother forgave her, Lan Lan would find it unforgivable herself.

But to have Jyang Che spend it at the Ye Family?

What a joke!

Who is he to celebrate New Year’s Eve at the Ye Family?

But then, thinking of the third option, thinking of the vast city filled with thousands of homes lit up, and imagining Jyang Che sitting alone facing a hotel’s standard New Year’s Eve dinner, Lan Lan felt that Ye Li was right.

She really couldn’t bring herself to be so harsh.

"Xiao Li, what should I do?"

Lan Lan was deeply troubled.

Turning around, she faced the soundly sleeping, cherubic-faced Ye Li. Lan Lan: ...

Even in her dreams, Ye Li was worried for Lan Lan, dreaming she stood at a crossroads.

On one side was Fu Yanci: "Ah Li, go spend New Year’s Eve with mom, I’ll be fine."

On the other side was Li Xueqing: "Ah Li, go be with Yanci, mom has locked the door!"

The car sped off.

The iron gate clang shut.

Ye Li stood at an isolated, desolate field, looking around bewildered.

Where should I go?

Surely I’m not supposed to spend it alone at Lishan Mansion, all by myself?

"I don’t want this!!!"

With a loud shout, Ye Li woke up from her dream.

She was alone in her bed; Lan Lan had already gotten up.

Going downstairs, she saw, without knowing when it had begun, a thin layer of snow had fallen—dress the scenery in silver, making it exceptionally beautiful.

In the yard, Lan Lan and Xiao Bao were pushing snow.

By the patio doors, Li Xueqing and Aunt Lan were watching with smiles.

Overhearing the word "Jyang Che," Ye Li took a detour and joined them, "Aunt Lan, if Jyang Che was to be your son-in-law, would you accept him?"