After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 62 It’s All Your Fault!

Chapter 62: Chapter 62 It’s All Your Fault!

"Fu Yanci, it’s all your fault! I just said I wanted to lean on your shoulder for a bit; you were the one who started hugging me first."

"Yes, it was me."

"And it was you who patted my head and back."

"Right, it was me!"

"It’s all your fault!"

"I’m sorry!"

"..."

While walking and grumbling, she saw that he admitted to everything and even apologized very nicely.

Ye Li’s embarrassment gradually dissipated.

Looking down, she saw Xiao Bao pressing his lips together, his eyes curving with laughter.

Ye Li, annoyed, stopped in her tracks and looked at Fu Yanci, whose eyes were smiling, "In any case, it’s all your fault!"

"Alright..."

Fu Yanci nodded, "Mrs. Fu, I was wrong. What can I do to make you stop being angry?"

Looking around, Ye Li raised her hand and pointed towards a distant ice cream cart, "We want to eat ice cream!"

Fu Yanci’s gaze paused slightly.

Minus 15 degrees, eating ice cream?

But if it exists, it makes sense!

If no one ate it, why would there be ice cream for sale in an amusement park on a cold day?

Moreover, the passing tourists were also eating it.

Fu Yanci nodded, "Okay!"

Yay!

Ye Li cheered, winked at Xiao Bao, and the two of them held hands and ran towards the ice cream cart.

Eating ice cream.

Swinging.

Climbing rope bridges.

Digging the soil.

As dusk approached, Ye Li, out of breath, turned to Xiao Bao, "Brother Mu, shall we eat dinner and then come back?"

Brother Mu?

Fu Yanci raised an eyebrow.

When they had left in the morning, it had been Fu Muzhi.

In just one afternoon, it had become... Brother Mu?

Turning around again, he saw Xiao Bao nodding his head as usual: okay.

Fu Yanci: ...

They ate dinner at Grandpa Ken’s house.

Ye Li had been worried that Fu Yanci might sternly refuse, since fried chicken and cola are considered junk food by adults.

But he turned out to be quite easygoing.

He ordered a family bucket and even got a children’s meal with a toy for Xiao Bao.

Seeing the little guy fascinated with everything, those playthings, far cruder than the Legos at home, filled him with joy, Fu Yanci relaxed completely while watching Ye Li, her mouth greasy from the food.

Indeed, children need to play with their peers.

Just don’t know how old Mrs. Fu is this year!

Seeing the big and the small pair up to assemble that little Lego, Fu Yanci asked with amusement in his eyes, "Ye Li, how old are you?"

Engrossed in assembling the toy, Ye Li didn’t even lift her head, "Three years old."

During their conversation, the two of them finished that simple, unsightly little toy with four hands.

Pushing the toy towards Fu Yanci, Ye Li suddenly switched to a childlike voice, "Little uncle, ask for praise!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Ye Li knew something was amiss.

Sure enough, the smile bit by bit faded, and the man’s originally leisurely face slowly grew stern.

Realizing her slip of the tongue, Ye Li bit her lip.

Just from their expressions, it was clear that Ye Li had said the wrong thing, and Fu Yanci was angry.

Xiao Bao glanced from one to the other, and the next moment, stood up and positioned himself in front of Ye Li.

The little fellow looked anxious, yet it was clear from his eyes: don’t blame her!

Fu Yanci was slightly taken aback.

Having lived in the old mansion for nearly three years, he had never seen Xiao Bao care about anyone.

Was it because Ye Li had only played with him for an afternoon, and he was already protecting her?

His gaze slid over the anxious Ye Li, and Fu Yanci reached out to ruffle Xiao Bao’s head, "Okay, for your sake, shall I let her off the hook now?"

Xiao Bao nodded.

But Ye Li became even more nervous.

Letting her go now meant that when they got back home, there would be a reckoning!

Staring blankly at Fu Yanci, Ye Li’s heart jumped abruptly.