After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 473: So That’s What You Are Like, Fu Yanci!

Chapter 473: Chapter 473: So That’s What You Are Like, Fu Yanci!

Fu Yanci didn’t wake up until they returned to Lishan Mansion.

Ye Li brought over some honey water, the man had already taken off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and was lying on the sofa with his collar open, treating it like a bed.

"Fu Yanci... Fu Yanci?"

It seemed like he heard Ye Li’s call, as Fu Yanci opened his eyes slightly.

With a long arm, he pulled Ye Li into his embrace.

The cup in her hand fell to the carpet before she could put it down with a clatter.

Watching the honey water soak a patch into the carpet.

Ye Li: ...

"Fu Yanci, how about we go sleep on the bed?"

"Okay."

Fu Yanci nodded, holding Ye Li even tighter.

Almost out of breath, Ye Li struggled a bit, and with a loud thud, Fu Yanci fell off the sofa onto the carpet.

The pain brought him back to his senses a little.

Fu Yanci stared blankly at Ye Li, "Ah Li?"

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Fu Yanci, I didn’t mean it!"

Ye Li clambered up from the sofa, reached out to help him, "Fu Yanci, let me help you back to the bedroom, okay?"

"No."

Fu Yanci shook his head, looking at the sofa with a calm gaze, "Ah Li, I’ll just sleep on the sofa here, anyway, I’m already used to sleeping on the sofa."

???

Heaven can testify, when did I ever make you sleep on the sofa?

Even when we had fights, wasn’t I always the one who voluntarily went to sleep in the guest room?

How come you’ve learned to twist things around just because you’re drunk?

Ye Li sighed, "Then I’m going back to the bedroom, you sleep on the sofa yourself."

"Oh."

Fu Yanci let go of Ye Li’s hand, sitting on the carpet with a forlorn look, "Ah Li, in your heart there’s only Zhou Hecchen, I know, I’ve always known."

!!!

If she’s wrong, can the law punish her?

Why does fate arrange such dramatic events to hit her weak spot?

Isn’t it said that only girls like to bring up old stuff in arguments?

How could even Fu Yanci do that!!!

Besides, she and Zhou Hecchen’s things are like ancient history, right?

When did she ever have Zhou Hecchen only in her heart?

Hei Xiaoli laughed evilly: Tsk tsk tsk, even Uncle Fu has such a day? Does this count as... drunken confessions?

Bai Xiaoli looked shocked: Never expected, never expected, so this is what Fu Yanci is like! The cool and aloof image is shattered everywhere!

Ye Li knelt down, reached out to check Fu Yanci’s forehead, and poked his face, "Fu Yanci, I know you’re drunk, I won’t argue with you. I’ll deal with you after you sleep and wake up!"

Determined to leave him sleeping on the sofa in the living room, Ye Li got up to leave.

Her wrist was caught, and the man gave a gentle tug.

Ye Li fell into Fu Yanci’s arms, trapped in the narrow space between him and the sofa.

"Ah Li, I just know, you only see Zhou Hecchen!"

"I don’t, I don’t, Fu Yanci don’t talk nonsense!"

"You clearly do!"

Maybe it’s the crystal lights overhead being too bright.

Or maybe it’s because of being drunk.

Fu Yanci’s eyes were much deeper than during the day, at a glance, it was like looking into a deep whirlpool.

Staring blankly, Ye Li felt like she was enveloped in a rich affection.

At this moment, amidst the affection, there was also a hint of grievance, "You only take care of him, you don’t take care of me. Ah Li, can’t you look at me for once?"

Ye Li was stunned.

When did she only take care of Zhou Hecchen and not him?

She had never taken care of Zhou Hecchen, okay?

The girl looked blank, as if she couldn’t remember.

Fu Yanci’s expression became even more aggrieved.

"I just knew it!"

Supporting himself on the carpet to stand up, Fu Yanci wobbled his way towards the second floor.

With a face full of confusion, Ye Li got up and followed him.

Drunk Fu Yanci was being a bit unreasonable.

But even so, he maintained his good living habits.

Directly grabbing a bath towel, Fu Yanci staggered into the bathroom.

The sound of running water followed.

A few minutes later, Fu Yanci pushed the door open, with his hair half dried, and flopped onto the pillow.

The whole set of movements was fluid and graceful.

Ye Li watched, dumbfounded.

She had to admit, drunk Fu Yanci was quite cute!

Afraid he might get thirsty in the middle of the night, Ye Li placed a glass of water within easy reach on his bedside table.

Only then did she turn and enter the bathroom.

Lying back on the bed, with the light off, the man wrapped his long arm around her, pulling her into his embrace.

His fervent kisses fell on her neck.

The man’s warm palm easily slipped under her nightgown, covering the soft roundness.

One hand didn’t forget to press her waist tightly against his embrace.

"Fu Yanci, you are..." Pretending to be drunk, right?

A coquettish protest just started to come out.

And then she heard his steady and long breaths by her ear.

Ye Li was left there, half-opened mouthed, in a daze.

After a long while.

So long that Ye Li thought her exposure of Fu Yanci’s act of pretending to be drunk had finally been successful, he nuzzled her neck, loosely circling her waist, and fell into a deep sleep.

The warmth in her flushed cheeks slowly receded.

Ye Li pulled her disheveled nightgown back into place and let out a low sigh.

Sober Fu Yanci was the unfathomably cool Uncle Fu.

But drunk Fu Yanci, inexplicably, had a kind of vulnerable youthful charm.

The contrast was so huge!

In the darkness, Ye Li couldn’t help but curl up her lips.

In the middle of the night, Ye Li was drowsily awakened by a kiss.

Opening her eyes, she met Fu Yanci’s deep gaze.

His eyes were so deep, just like when he was acting unreasonable on the carpet at home at night.

But his kiss tasted faintly of honey.

The kiss was both urgent and aggressive.

Finally realizing he was sober, Ye Li couldn’t help but push him away, "Fu Yanci, you’re drunk, this is impulsive behavior, I don’t want to..."

"Don’t want what? Ah Li, without real drunkenness, there’s no recklessness!"

Fu Yanci grabbed Ye Li’s hand and pressed it against his chest, "When someone is truly drunk, they’re incapable of doing anything. You’ve already tested that, haven’t you?"

???

What had she tested?

When did she test that?

Her sleepiness completely vanished, realizing now that Fu Yanci had already forgotten about what happened last night.

Ye Li was on the verge of tears, "I didn’t bathe you, nor did I change your clothes, Fu Yanci, it wasn’t me!"

Fu Yanci paused in action, kissing her even more vigorously, "So, you only prepared a glass of honey water? ...Ah Li, your husband gets drunk, and not only do you not help him wash and change, you even leave him to fend for himself?"

!!!

Heavens and earth!

It was just being drunk, hasn’t everyone been drunk before?

Letting you sleep peacefully, how did that turn into leaving you to fend for yourself?

"Fu Yanci, I hate you!"

"But Ah Li, I love you!"

"...Fu Yanci, I..."

At first, she still had the strength to resist.

But Fu Yanci’s kiss seemed to calm all her anxiety.

Even the way he gently held her waist, it was as if he was cradling a precious treasure, gentle and warm.

That gentle stream in her heart began to flow, bubbling along, accompanied by the crackling warmth of gentle flames, as if a campfire was burning in her heart.

"Ah Li, Ah Li..."

His magnetic and deep call landed in her ear, igniting a fine layer of sparks.

Coursing through her auditory membrane, it tinkled and clinked, landing into the lake of her heart, exploding into clusters of snowy ripples.