After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 365: Wife, I Miss You!

Chapter 365: Chapter 365: Wife, I Miss You!

Here is the requested translation:

"Ah Li..."

"Uncle Fu, it’s me, Qin Chu! Your wife is drunk. Are you coming to take her home?"

"Alright, I’ll be right there!"

Beep beep beep.

Fu Yanci arrived quickly; it took him just over ten minutes.

The doorbell rang, and Qin Chu opened the door to find Fu Yanci handing over a gift box. "Qin Chu, congratulations!"

Knowing this was to congratulate her on winning an award in the competition, Qin Chu didn’t stand on ceremony and accepted the gift box with a thank you.

Fu Yanci walked into the living room and immediately spotted Ye Li sitting on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, clutching a pillow asleep, completely unaware of the passage of time and space.

Without effort, he scooped the girl up horizontally. Turning back to Qin Chu, Fu Yanci nodded, "Thank you!"

"Uncle Fu..."

Just as Fu Yanci stepped out the door, Qin Chu chased after him, calling him to stop.

Looking at Fu Yanci, whose aura was calm and composed but whose gaze turned gentle and doting when focused on Ye Li, Qin Chu gathered her courage and said, "Ye Li isn’t as carefree and casual as she seems on the surface. Sometimes, she’s really quite sensitive and even stubborn. You... should indulge her more, treat her better."

He was tempted to say, "I’ve nearly given her my whole heart."

But when the words reached his lips, Fu Yanci decided he’d wait until Ah Li sobered up and tell her himself.

"Alright."

Fu Yanci nodded.

The door shut, and the elevator descended smoothly. Holding Ye Li, who slept peacefully, clearly exhibiting good "drunken etiquette," Fu Yanci’s smile carried hints of amusement.

Recalling the last time Ah Li was drunk... truly, it stirred a certain anticipation.

By evening, the blazing orange-red sunlight pierced directly ahead, so bright it was blinding.

Lowering the sun visor brought little relief from the painful glare.

Ye Li grumbled softly, turned over, and buried her head in the blanket Fu Yanci had draped over her.

A strange scent invaded her nose, prompting Ye Li to jolt awake. She threw the blanket aside forcefully, "Whose damn jacket is this? I don’t want it!"

Fu Yanci: ...

Turning her head, she immediately saw Fu Yanci sitting in the driver’s seat.

Ye Li blinked at him for a while, then smiled, "I know you. You’re my husband."

Fu Yanci couldn’t decide whether to laugh or cry.

Ye Li reached out and poked his arm, "Fu Yanci, where are we going? Are you taking me to elope?"

???

Others get drunk and cause a fuss, swearing and yelling.

His Ah Li, every time she’s drunk, turns absurdly adorable.

Laughing, he caught her hand to stop her from fidgeting. Fu Yanci shook his head, smiling, "Ah Li, we’re legally married. We don’t need to elope."

"Don’t call me Ah Li!"

Ye Li huffed and shook off his hand, glaring at Fu Yanci, "My name is Ye Li! Don’t you dare call me Ah Li!"

Fu Yanci froze momentarily.

Ye Li lowered her gaze, her expression growing forlorn. "I don’t want to be your Ah Lie or your Ah Ly. I just want to be myself..."

Left and right with Ah Li, Ye Li muttered to herself as though she were upset.

Though it wasn’t clear whom her anger targeted.

Fu Yanci’s smile carried amusement as he sped toward Lishan Mansion.

Quiet all the way there, Ye Li started making a fuss again as they reached the entrance.

"Fu Yanci, I don’t want to stay here."

"Why?"

"I don’t like it here. That’s it—I just don’t want to stay here."

The girl clung tightly to the edges of his shirt, standing stubbornly at the door, unwilling to go inside.

Though unclear on her reasons, most drunk people don’t operate on logic.

Returning to the Fu Mansion was too far, and if she started acting up again en route, it wouldn’t be safe.

Heading to another house wasn’t feasible either—long vacant and not tidied up in time for use.

After brief deliberation, Fu Yanci carried Ye Li back into the passenger seat.

With speeding precision, the Maybach parked in the Fu Group’s underground parking lot within ten minutes.

The elevator ascended smoothly to the top floor. When they entered the room, Ye Li seemed slightly more sober. "Fu Yanci, you once said I’m the only woman who’s ever been here, didn’t you?"

"Yes."

Fu Yanci nodded.

Ye Li appeared satisfied, wobbling over to the bed before collapsing onto it.

Within minutes, her breathing evened out, signaling deep sleep.

Fu Yanci couldn’t stop smiling.

Last time, he thought to record the next time Ah Li got drunk.

But when the day finally came, her slim, delicate frame had him so busy and flustered there wasn’t even time to take out his phone.

He changed her shoes.

Then rummaged through the wardrobe to find her pajamas and helped her get dressed.

Noting how obedient and docile she stayed throughout, Fu Yanci couldn’t help but press a hand to his forehead.

One part of him felt proud of how much she trusted him—drunk or not, she always knew it was him and showed no trace of defensiveness.

But another part couldn’t stop worrying.

If next time she got drunk and it wasn’t him by her side, then wouldn’t...

Not allowing himself to finish that thought, Fu Yanci brushed it aside.

He called Xiang Yang to order dinner before heading to the bathroom with a towel.

When Ye Li awoke again, the room was pitch dark.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the deep night sky glittered with stars, shrouding the surroundings in an enchanting veil.

The air was immersed in faint fragrances.

The lingering scent of alcohol.

Fu Yanci’s sandalwood aroma.

The overlapping smells even dimmed the scent of her own perfume.

Surveying the space, Ye Li recognized it as Fu Group’s top-floor suite and tried to sit upright. But before she could get up, the man behind her pulled her into his arms.

"Awake?"

The faint sandalwood smell enveloped her as his chin rested lightly in the crook of her neck.

Ye Li’s shoulder tingled with a faint sensation.

She flinched instinctively, but the next moment, the man pressed even harder.

"Ah..."

The words "Ah Li" were just about to escape his lips when he recalled her indignant glare in the car, forbidding him from calling her by that name.

Fu Yanci corrected himself, "Wife, are you avoiding me?"

Wife.

Ye Li froze, instinctively denying, "I’m not."

"Are you sure, not?"

"...Not at all."

"Alright then. If my wife says no, then no it is."

Fu Yanci readily conceded.

His hand slid along the hem of her silky pajamas, slipping beneath them as he tilted her face toward him and kissed her deeply. "Wife, I missed you..."

Only heaven knows how he survived this past week.

The saying goes, ’Short separations rekindle marital bliss; newlyweds can’t leave the bed for three days.’

But for him, it’s been half a month of abstinence due to a business trip. And when he finally returned, instead of enjoying her company, she went back to school.

Previously, at least he could make excuses for dinner dates to collect some "interest" afterward.

But this past week, they hadn’t even seen each other.

If not for Qin Chu being so considerate to call him to come pick Ye Li up, he might have had to endure another weekend of withdrawal.

This thought sparked irritation in Fu Yanci, transforming his kisses into nibbles. "Ye Li, do you even have a shred of conscience?"

???

Though ’wife’ doesn’t ring as endearing as ’Ah Li,’ she accepted it as her exclusive title. Fine, she could tolerate it!

But why call her by her full name? What was he trying to pull?

She reached out to push him away, but he clasped her hands above her head.

She tried kicking at him, but it only served to make things easier for him.

As danger approached, Ye Li bit her lip, deciding that allowed him too much advantage. She leaned forward and took a firm bite of his shoulder.

After a brief pause, a storm descended upon them with a furious intensity.