After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 311: Give Up On That Wish Already

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: Give Up On That Wish Already

Ye Li was awakened by a kiss.

She couldn’t even remember when she fell asleep, only that her eyelids felt as heavy as if glued shut.

Yet the fiery embrace around her grew hotter and hotter.

"Ah Li, Ah Li..."

Not receiving her response, the man seemed anxious. He bit her shoulder, and before she could cry out in pain, he pressed his body down on hers.

The truth is, men simply cannot endure hunger.

Having abstained for half a month, Fu Yanci became like a starving wolf finally spotting a plump lamb after a harsh winter.

Unluckily for her, she was that lamb.

He even called her "wife."

And calling her "Yanci brother" made him hoarse.

But the man seemed deaf to all her words, repeatedly calling her "Ah Li," as if he wanted to squeeze, flatten, crush, and swallow her whole.

A furious Ye Li who threatened to leave home.

A tearfully begging Ye Li.

A Ye Li clinging tightly to him, riding the crest of the waves until she softened again, almost crying in frustration.

"Fu Yanci, I hate you!"

"Even if you hate me, I love you! Ah Li, I love you!"

"... I’m leaving home!"

"Alright! Just take me with you!"

"!!!"

The pressure from his palm was firm, and her achy thighs and waist gradually felt relieved.

And just like that, Ye Li unknowingly drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up again, it was to the buzzing of a vibrating phone.

"Darling, happy holiday!"

On the phone, Qin Chu’s cheerful voice rang out, "Something’s up at my car lot today, so I can’t meet you. You and Uncle Fu have a great holiday!"

???

Ye Li glanced at her phone and realized it was Valentine’s Day.

On past Valentine’s Days, she’d spend the day at home and go out with Zhou Hecchen at night.

Despite calling it Valentine’s Day, Ye Li never felt anything special—it always ended up as a girls’ night out with Qin Chu.

Just as she was about to say she wasn’t celebrating this year, Qin Chu laughed, "I really have something to do, seriously!"

Ye Li remained skeptical. "What’s going on?"

"My new car lot’s expansion is complete!"

Even through the phone, you could hear the explosion of excitement in Qin Chu’s voice as she exclaimed, "Lizi, I can’t wait to check it out. Alright, gotta go... Happy holiday!"

The busy signal followed.

Turning back to Fu Yanci, Ye Li’s gaze was filled with murderous rage, "Fu Yanci, you did this on purpose, didn’t you?"

The car lot gifted to Qin Chu—it just had to be handed over today, of all days?

"Ah Li, I swear I didn’t!"

Fu Yanci raised his hand as if swearing an oath, leaned down, and cradled the girl in his arms. "But if you insist this was intentional, then I’ll admit it. I’ve said before: whatever you say is right. Whatever punishment you give me, I’ll accept!"

He called it punishment.

But the light in his eyes only grew brighter.

Ye Li refused to fall for it. "Your punishment—sleep in the guest room for a while!"

"Alright."

Fu Yanci nodded, and Ye Li’s suspicions flared up instantly.

Then the man bent down and bit gently on her softness. "Wherever you sleep, I’ll sleep. Anyway, there’s no such thing as distance between us—only zero distance or less than one centimeter apart."

???

"Fu Yanci, you’re becoming more shameless!"

"As long as I have my wife, who needs pride?"

Why did that sound so familiar?

Before Ye Li could recall who had said such words, her scattered thoughts were shattered to pieces by Fu Yanci’s alternately gentle yet forceful attentions.

The sunlight outside slowly grew bright and warm.

...

In the spacious car lot, looking at the lot in front of her—more than double its original size—Qin Chu’s eyes lit up with excitement.

She changed outfits.

Inspected the cars.

Qin Chu settled into the driver’s seat and drove toward the entrance.

Vroom.

Vroom, vroom!

The roar of the engine echoed as Qin Chu stared at the countdown clock displayed above the lane, as if the lane was a racing track.

As the countdown reached zero, the roar of the motor echoed fiercely.

The black Ferrari Phantom shot forward like a blur.

One lap, then another.

The moment she crossed the finish line, Qin Chu felt completely revitalized.

Her phone began ringing.

Glancing at the caller ID, the light in Qin Chu’s eyes dimmed.

"Mom..."

"Qin Chu, I’m giving you thirty minutes. If you don’t show up, I’ll have people demolish your car lot, you hear me?"

Beep, beep.

Without waiting for her reply, Yao Wanying hung up abruptly.

The glow in Qin Chu’s face and eyes faded bit by bit.

After a long moment, she restarted the car and slowly drove it back into the garage.

When Qin Chu entered the café, Yao Wanying called again.

Already unwilling to hear her voice any longer, Qin Chu hung up and sent a text: [I’m here already.]

[Behave yourself properly!]

Hoo.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Chu turned and walked toward the designated table.

Half an hour later, Qin Chu had a completely darkened expression.

"Lady Qin, when it comes to family background, the Qin family is far inferior to mine. Besides, are you really still considered part of the Qin family? You’re just some illegitimate child that President Qin pitied enough to keep around. Did you genuinely think you were a noblewoman of high society?"

"As for abilities, I’ve done my research. You’ve only opened a car lot for fun—that’s not even considered a business. You’re just a pretty face, nothing more."

"I don’t ask much from you. If you’re going to marry me, sell your car lot immediately. Once we’re married, all you need to do is stay at home, make soup, and be filial to my parents. Oh, and I hope you don’t have any bad habits? Also, you’ll need to get a medical checkup and send me the results. Once we’re married, we need to start preparing for kids—I’ll let you know upfront that my parents want grandsons, and I prefer daughters, so I need both—one son, one daughter... Qin Chu, are you out of your mind!"

Drenched in coffee from head to toe, a frog-faced, pig-headed man glared at Qin Chu, as if ready to tear her apart.

"I thought you might still be hung over..."

Qin Chu tossed the cup aside. "Mr. Li, is it? If you’re not sober yet, the restroom is down the hall on the right. Go look in the mirror, please."

The frog-faced man erupted into curses.

Nearby patrons turned to look repeatedly.

As Qin Chu left the café with a cold expression, her heart was brimming with indifference.

Before reaching her car, Yao Wanying’s call came through again.

"Mom, if you’re bored, why not go treat yourself, play cards, or something? Can you leave me alone? Do you seriously think I should marry someone like that and waste my life away? Let me make this clear—I’ll never marry!"

Cutting straight to the point, Qin Chu’s good mood from watching her new car lot earlier had completely vanished.

On the other end, Yao Wanying seemed even angrier.

"Qin Chu, how old are you? Huh? You’re already 25 and still not married—what do you think you’re waiting for? Upset with who I introduced? Then find someone yourself! Let me remind you, if there was anyone decent among the people you know, you’d have been married already. Do you think you’d still be single now?"

"While your father is still alive, get married properly. Otherwise, when he’s gone, there’ll be no one left to wipe away your tears!"

"Qin Chu, you just want me dead, don’t you? Fine, if that’s what you want, I’ll grab a rope and hang myself right now!"

Beep, beep, beep.

The call disconnected.

Standing in the dim underground parking garage, Qin Chu suddenly felt lost.

Unable to find her car.

Unable to find her way out.

It felt like someone was gripping her heart tightly—once, then again—until she could barely breathe.

Qin Yuchen sneered at her: Qin Chu, guess how I plan to ruin you?

Qin Shuya, bright-eyed with excitement, smashed a cake on her head with a loud "bang": Sister, happy birthday!

And then Yao Wanying: Qin Chu, you were born to torment me. You just want me dead.

Fine then!

Since none of you want me to live well, then my death—at least that should satisfy you all, right?

Vroom!

The Ferrari roared as it stormed out of the underground parking garage.