After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 339 His Xiao Li Hua

Chapter 339: Chapter 339 His Xiao Li Hua

Fu Yanci rushed into the banquet hall in a hurry, and at a glance, he saw Ye Li sitting on the sofa by the window with her chin propped on her hand.

The girl seemed drunk, her gaze blankly fixed on the pitch-black outdoors, as if there was something fascinating there.

"Miss, we really need to close now..."

The staff nearby looked embarrassed, but before finishing his sentence, he noticed the man who had just walked through the door and immediately let out a sigh of relief.

"Ah Li..."

Fu Yanci stepped forward, but just as his hand was about to touch Ye Li’s arm, she slapped it away. "Don’t touch me!"

Fu Yanci froze for a moment.

Ye Li quickly moved further into the sofa, looking at him warily. "Who are you? Don’t get handsy! My husband will be here any moment now, so stay away!"

Relieved in his heart, Fu Yanci found himself both amused and exasperated.

He didn’t know whether to blame her for drinking so much...

Or to be glad that even drunk, she still had such a strong sense of vigilance.

"Ah Li, why don’t you take a good look at me?"

Fu Yanci moved closer, sitting on the sofa, and asked.

???

Ye Li slowly turned her head, squinting at the blurry face in her field of vision, her brow slightly furrowed. "Stop swaying!"

Fu Yanci: ...

After looking at him again and again, Ye Li narrowed her eyes hesitantly. "You look... kind of familiar. Hey, you’re pretty handsome."

A black off-shoulder evening gown, elegant yet striking.

Several strands of blue-purple dye woven into her jet-black hair, deep and enchanting.

A twenty-year-old girl, her words still carried the innocence of youth, yet her gestures already exuded a mature sensuality.

As she complimented his good looks in this unfamiliar tone, and the staff behind her stole frequent glances at him, worried he might turn out to be a bad guy with ulterior motives—a drunk Ah Li would be easy prey.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Yanci stepped forward and scooped Ye Li into his arms.

The struggle he had expected did not come.

Her body stiffened slightly, then Ye Li sniffed and leaned closer to smell his shirt before she softened into his embrace with a faint smile. "Fu Yanci..."

A soft whisper filled with the scent of alcohol and a subtle fragrance.

The trace of anger Fu Yanci had felt earlier, over her indulgence in drinking during his absence, dissipated completely.

"So you know who I am?"

"I know..."

"Who am I?"

"You’re Fu Yanci. Fu Yanci is my husband."

A carefree sense of joy danced from the corners of his eyes. Lowering his head, Fu Yanci kissed her gently on the lips and carried her out.

In the car, Ye Li behaved obediently, kicking off her high heels and curling up on the seat. Even though the seatbelt pressed uncomfortably against her, she only grumbled softly in discontent.

However, once they were home, Ye Li seemed even more intoxicated.

Fu Yanci had just set her down on the sofa by the entrance and changed her into slippers. By the time he turned back around, the girl had disappeared.

Chasing her into the living room, he found her sitting by the floor lamp with her knees hugged to her chest, looking bewildered as she searched for something.

"Ah Li, shall we go upstairs and sleep?"

"No."

Ye Li shook her head, seemingly annoyed that Fu Yanci was blocking her view. She reached out to push him. "Move! You’re in my way!"

"Ah Li, what are you looking for?"

Fu Yanci stepped aside and asked.

Ye Li didn’t reply, instead looking left, then right, then up before freezing in disbelief.

In the mere blink of an eye, tears welled up in her eyes, as if she had suffered some immense grievance.

"Ah Li, what’s wrong?"

Though he knew nothing had actually happened, the sight of the girl looking at him with red-rimmed eyes and tearful innocence made Fu Yanci’s heart ache as if it might shatter.

Holding Ye Li in his arms, he gently comforted her. "Ah Li, tell me what you’re looking for. I’ll help you, alright?"

"Boohoohoo... It doesn’t want me anymore. Why doesn’t it want me anymore?"

The girl buried herself in his chest and began to sob.

Fu Yanci felt a sinking heaviness in his heart.

For a moment, he didn’t even dare to ask who she meant.

Was it her father?

Or... Zhou Hecchen?

What Zhou Hecchen had done was unforgivable, which was why, when sober, Ye Li had repeatedly made her stance clear: stay away from me.

She had even pretended to wield power, threatening him: you’d better watch out, or I’ll ask my uncle to teach you a lesson!

But what about a drunk Ah Li?

The feelings of childhood playmates, of growing up side by side—these weren’t so easily forgotten, were they?

A bitter taste rose in Fu Yanci’s heart.

When he didn’t respond, Ye Li tearily looked up at him and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"You’re Ye Li."

"Wrong."

"Then, you’re my Ah Li?"

"Also wrong."

Fu Yanci’s heart sank heavily.

The girl seemed anxious, tears falling faster as she exclaimed, "I’m Xiao Li Hua! But my tree doesn’t want me anymore! Do you know where it went?"

???

His mind blanked for a moment as Fu Yanci stared at Ye Li. "Ah Li, are you... looking for a tree?"

"That’s right!"

The girl nodded, pointing at the spot near the floor-to-ceiling windows. "It was right there—it was so tall, with a star on top... and colorful lights all over..."

Phew...

Fu Yanci let out a heavy breath of air.

The tree Ye Li spoke of was the Christmas tree he’d had brought in during the holidays.

A green pine adorned with string lights, a glowing star on top.

There had been gifts beneath, ones he had prepared for her and Xiao Bao.

After Christmas and New Year’s had passed, and the villa was redecorated in preparation for Chinese New Year, the tree had been taken outside.

But now, his Ah Li was searching for her tree.

Finally reassured that she was drunk and not looking for a person, Fu Yanci kissed away her tears. "Ah Li, your tree isn’t lost, and it hasn’t abandoned you. It’s just outside in the yard. You’ll see it when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"Really?"

Glancing back toward the floor-to-ceiling window, all she could see was darkness, with a faint outline of woods outside.

She seemed convinced, and though she continued to sniffle, her tears stopped.

Feeling mischievous, Fu Yanci kissed her and teased, "Ah Li, I am your tree."

He had expected her to retort, "No, you’re not."

But instead, the girl studied him for a long moment, touching her own soft cheeks and then poking his firm arm and chest, as though she believed him.

"You’re a tree?"

With hesitant expression but certain tone, her eyes lit up. "Then I’m your Xiao Li Hua, and you haven’t abandoned me, right?"

The darkness in his heart was instantly illuminated, like dazzling lights blooming in the woods outside the window.

Fu Yanci nodded. "That’s right!"

He couldn’t remember whether he kissed her first, or whether his bright-smiling Ah Li tilted her face up to kiss him.

In Fu Yanci’s ears, and in his heart, there was only one thought.

This was his Xiao Li Hua!

Ah Li had said it herself.

"Ah Li, Ah Li..."

The white sheets seemed to transform into soft ground covered in snow-white pear blossoms.

Softer than the earth beneath the tree was his Xiao Li Hua.

Sweet.

Delicious.

No matter how much, he couldn’t get enough.

If only the night didn’t end!

If only tomorrow wasn’t Monday, and Ah Li didn’t have classes to attend.

Otherwise, Fu Yanci would have wished to lose himself in the fragrance of his little pear blossom.

Ye Li dreamed a fantastical dream—she was a Pear Blossom Spirit that had fled from the Heavenly Palace to the mortal world.

The Pear Blossom Spirit lacked divine aura and had little power, always ending up either baked into a Pear Blossom Cake or brewed into Pear Blossom Wine.

All night long, she dreamed of running away, yet no matter what, she couldn’t escape.

When the alarm rang and she freed herself from the man’s heated embrace, Ye Li finally understood why her dream had been so strange.

He had held her so tightly.

And his body temperature was so high.

How could she not struggle? How could she not want to escape?

Faced with Ye Li’s accusation.

Fu Yanci: ...

When she stepped out of the bedroom and saw the Christmas tree standing by the floor-to-ceiling window downstairs, Ye Li looked at Fu Yanci like she couldn’t believe it. "Christmas isn’t for a few more months! Fu Yanci, what’s going on? Are you going senile?"

Fu Yanci: !!!

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