After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!-Chapter 253: Ah Li, I feel so bad!

Ye Li wasn’t sure if it was because she had just had a facial, but Li Xueqing’s complexion seemed somewhat pale.

Having waited a long time without hearing her continue, Aunt Lan asked, "Lady, what’s wrong?"

"Oh, it’s nothing..."

Li Xueqing shook her head and smiled, "I wanted to ask if you knew where Ah Li’s studio is. I thought we might go see her. But then I thought better of it..."

"The studio was just set up, and she needs to prepare for next month’s competition. She’s probably busy as can be; we might just get in the way by visiting. Let’s go home and prepare dinner for her—that’s more important."

Looking up, Li Xueqing’s expression was as usual, as if she truly had just had a spontaneous idea.

Suppressing a strange feeling that she couldn’t quite explain, Aunt Lan walked arm in arm with Li Xueqing, leaving the beauty salon.

When they left the beauty salon, they made an appointment with Lisa for another facial at two o’clock on Friday afternoon.

Once home and changed, they chattered away as they prepared dinner.

By the time Ye Li got home, they gently nagged her to eat more, as always.

It was only then that Aunt Lan, who had been paying careful attention, could relax.

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

Dawn had just broken when Ye Li woke up.

She had fallen asleep while chatting with Fu Yanci the night before and didn’t even know when her phone had run out of battery and shut off.

After charging it, she saw the new messages from Fu Yanci in the WeChat chat box.

Three in the morning, and the man still hadn’t slept.

The WeChat messages seemed almost pitifully plaintive.

["Ah Li, I feel so sick!"]

["Ah Li?"]

Thinking of how he had mentioned a slight nasal congestion that morning and how Xiang Yang had asked what medicine the Boss usually took at noon, Ye Li immediately made a call after piecing together the new message.

The phone rang for a long time, but there was no answer.

After a hurried wash, Ye Li decided to leave the house.

"Mom, a friend is celebrating a birthday today. If it’s late, I won’t come back..."

She wanted to say she would stay at Chu Chu’s place for the night, but then thought that might seem a bit too obvious.

Seeing that Li Xueqing did not seem inclined to probe further, Ye Li grabbed a sandwich and ran out the door.

Her car stopped in front of the villa at Lishan Mansion, which was shrouded in darkness, unlike the brightly lit castle she was used to seeing on her returns.

As soon as Ye Li entered through the door, everything was eerily quiet, just as if nobody was home.

The fruit-scented wood in the fireplace was nearly burnt out, and the air was tinged with coolness.

Tossing in a couple more pieces of wood, the flames leapt up, and Ye Li called out, "Fu Yanci?"

There was no response.

She went upstairs and pushed open the door to the master bedroom on the second floor, only to be greeted by pitch darkness. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Thinking of his illness and him being alone in the large, empty house, without even someone to bring him water or medicine, let alone the fact that she hadn’t responded to his messages on her phone.

Putting herself in his shoes for a moment, Ye Li was immediately filled with guilt.

"Fu Yanci, I’m sorry, I fell asleep..."

As she explained and turned on the light, Ye Li hurried over just in time to see Fu Yanci rubbing his eyes as he sat up, hugging her pillow.

It seemed he had just woken up, the man looked a bit dazed.

In his dream, it was her.

Opening his eyes, it was still her.

A subtle joy seeped from his eyes, and for a moment Fu Yanci couldn’t quite tell whether he was still dreaming or if Ah Li had truly come.

The girl’s body was wrapped in the cold from outside, and as her icy hand touched his forehead, Fu Yanci realized what was happening.

"Ah Li..."

All Ye Li saw was a spark in Fu Yanci’s eyes. Before she could withdraw her hand, her arm was grasped by him.

She was pulled over, imprisoned in his embrace.

The man flipped over her, pressing down, and a torrent of urgent, passionate kisses rained down without restraint.