After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 403: How many more secrets do I not know about you?

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: How many more secrets do I not know about you?

Ye Li’s eyes lit up.

Tris’s smile froze on his face.

Everyone turned back in unison and saw a man from Hua Country in a black suit standing outside the crowd.

"Who is he?"

"I don’t know!"

"He seems... unfamiliar!"

People from the fashion circle shook their heads.

Those in the entertainment industry also looked puzzled.

Only a few big shots from the Paris commercial circle, who accompanied the ladies to the auction, were reminded by their secretaries and regained their senses.

"Fu..."

The royal representative, who originally hosted the auction, was the first to step forward to greet him.

With a delighted look, as if seeing an old friend after many years, the representative put down the microphone and walked towards Fu Yanci, "It’s been a long time!"

"It’s been a long time!"

Fu Yanci reached out and shook the other person’s hand.

Then he raised his eyes to look at Tris, his cold eyes full of warning.

???

Tris was utterly confused, "Who is he?"

"The founder of Lixin Capital."

Tris: ...

Lixin Capital is the most legendary venture capital company in France.

From being underestimated at the beginning to thriving in just a few short years.

During these years, no one knew who the decisive angel investor behind Lixin Capital was. They only knew that the person had brilliant tactics, quickly turning around several near-bankrupt companies, and soon after ringing the bell for listing.

Over these years, Lixin Capital’s stock has been rising steadily.

And the number of companies cooperating with Lixin Capital has been increasing.

In private, there are rumors that many royal court aristocrats are trying to connect with Lixin Capital’s famous yet unseen Mr. Fu.

Tris, indulged in pleasures, did not understand much about business.

But whether at home or in social gatherings, he had heard that name Mr. Fu.

He thought even if the other party was not a gray-haired old man, he would at least be a potbellied middle-aged man, but wasn’t he so young?

And for the first time they met, it was for the same woman?

He cursed inwardly, glanced at Fu Yanci, then at Ye Li, and suddenly a hint of eager anticipation appeared in his eyes.

Competing with the renowned Mr. Fu for the same woman, even if he lost, it would be honorable, wouldn’t it?

In terms of wealth, he couldn’t compare.

But in terms of appearance, was he really guaranteed to lose?

The desire to win and the urge to conquer spread from his eyes as he watched Fu Yanci walk over from the crowd. Tris had yet to declare his provocative statement.

When he saw Fu Yanci walk to Ye Li’s side, and intimately put his arm around her waist.

From start to finish, Ye Li showed no sign of rejecting him.

Tris: !!!

"Daniel..."

Fu Yanci looked at the auction house manager, "Sorry to interrupt you, you can continue now!"

"Ah right!"

Looking like he just remembered, the auction manager walked on stage, "10 million once!"

"10 million twice!"

"15 million!"

Tris stubbornly raised the bid.

"20 million!"

Fu Yanci responded unhurriedly.

"30 million!"

Tris followed up, glaring fiercely at Fu Yanci with a look that said "I’ve got plenty of money, aren’t you afraid?"

The aggressive look met with Fu Yanci’s gentle nodding face.

As if saying: Thank you!

???

Tris was taken aback.

On the stage, the auction manager looked around the room, "30 million once."

"30 million twice."

"30 million three times! Sold!"

Bang!

The gavel dropped.

Applause rang out.

Tris was stunned.

At the back of the crowd, Dai Qingzhou was in shock.

Beside him, Lydia, Qiao Li An, and Jiang Chengcheng all looked similarly dumbfounded.

That... that was 30 million US dollars!

Equating to nearly 200 million Chinese Yuan!!!

Knowing in the eyes of high society people, money is not money, just an approximate number.

But isn’t this too overwhelming?

A few minutes ago, they were cheering for the 2.2 million US dollar "Seine Lake."

On the WeChat group, led by the vice president, a group of designers cheered, saying they’d have a celebration party for Lydia’s sold work when they returned.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Li’s "Deep Sea Water Demon" was auctioned for a sky-high price of 30 million.

Never mind the auction after last year’s Radiant competition, even several recent auctions in Paris and Milan never fetched such a high price for a single item.

Dai Qingzhou was a bit confused.

Jiang Chengcheng’s mind went blank.

In the past 19 years, the largest-scale banquet she attended was a birthday party for a girl in the Imperial Capital’s rich family circle.

Brought there by Zhou Hecchen.

Champagne priced at ten thousand per bottle was placed on the table like it cost nothing, guests drank as they pleased.

And the gifts brought by attendees for the girl, if not race cars, were handbags, each fetching a price of tens or hundreds of thousands if searched.

Originally she thought that scale of banquet was already quite grand.

But after a trip to Paris, everything she saw and experienced turned her understanding upside down.

Jiang Chengcheng thought the Palace of Versailles was an antique, only to be seen on TV or in pictures.

She first learned that a banquet could be held inside the Palace of Versailles.

Moreover, the guests present, even a person in the corner, would be a major figure outside this circle.

Those fashion bigwigs she once thought unattainable, the ones she had to carefully consider words when leaving comments, could now only stand on the outer circle.

Before she could comprehend this reality, the 30 million auction price shattered her barely regained senses.

million!!!

Look at Ye Li in the center of the crowd, her face beaming like a flower.

Then look at the deep, handsome man beside her, Fu Yanci.

Jiang Chengcheng’s heart beat rapidly.

"Xiao Jiang, hey... Jiang Chengcheng!"

Her arm was nudged by Qiao Li An.

Qiao Li An’s doubtful voice sounded in her ear, "What are you staring at Ye Li’s man for?"

Jiang Chengcheng came back to her senses, "Ah... nothing, I... I got distracted!"

She picked up a glass of champagne from a passing waiter’s tray and took a sip, letting the sweet wine flavor calm her rapidly beating heart.

In the center of the crowd, Ye Li turned back to look at Fu Yanci, her eyes smiling, "Why are you here?"

"Of course, to assert my sovereignty!"

Fu Yanci smiled, "Mrs. Fu is shining today, absolutely stunning; isn’t it only right for me to serve as the knight?"

After the competition, without even returning to the hotel, Ye Li went straight to the styling room.

The two had been chatting on the phone about what Xiao Bao was doing, and what to eat for supper.

Throughout, Fu Yanci never mentioned he would come.

Unexpectedly, she met him here.

She heard people referring to him as Mr. Fu, with expressions as if finally meeting after a long, admire-from-afar acquaintance.

Then she heard them mention Lixin Capital’s glory.

Realizing belatedly that those people were coming forward due to his status as Lixin Capital’s CEO, not because he was Uncle Fu of Fu Group.

Ye Li was stunned, "Fu Yanci, just how many secrets do you have that I don’t know?"

Secrets?

The girl smiled brightly.

A face of peerless beauty.

She looked at him, her eyes sparkling, under the Palace of Versailles’ chandeliers shining as brightly as the stars.

Fu Yanci laughed, lowering his head to kiss her cheek softly, "Ah Li, there are many more."

???

The man grinned, his eyes deep.

As if being serious.

Or as if jokingly teasing her.

Ye Li’s "What else" didn’t even have a chance to utter when another light of "Mr. Fu" rang beside her.

The little hopeful notions in her heart sprouted like seedling grass but quickly shrank back down.