When the Ye family went bankrupt, the fiancé's family coldly watched without offering support.
Ye Li swiftly married her fiancé's young uncle, Fu Yaci, by signing a marriage contract....
As I walked, the ear wires swayed and created a few ripples.
Holding hands, a gentle, meandering stream flows around the wrist.
Seeing the girl staring at the mirror in the elevator, and then looking back at her faint reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window after leaving the elevator, it was clear that she loved "eternity" very much.
Fu Yanci's smile deepened.
The two ate dinner at the rooftop Western restaurant.
It was late at night when I returned to Lishan Mansion.
Fu Yan left the study.
Ye Li carried the jewelry box back to her bedroom.
After staring at the two sets of jewelry for a long time, Ye Li finally put them away on the dressing table and got up to go into the bathroom.
The door closed, then opened again with a whoosh.
Ye Li walked back to the fitting room and stood frozen in front of the wardrobe door where the nightgown was hanging.
She's recovered, so she should be able to do this and that now, right?
Almost as soon as the thought arose, countless beautiful images popped into my mind.
Ye Li turned around and saw herself in the dressing mirror, her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.
There was still a hint of unease in his expression.
I decided early on to cling to Fu Yanci's coattails, but is it a bad idea to do it today?
What if Fu Yanci thinks she's like those materialistic women who only act when they see a benefit, and that she's only being proactive because she received his huge gifts? Wouldn't that be counterproductive?
With her mind a jumble of thoughts, sometimes cheering herself on and sometimes hesitant to give up, Ye Li grabbed a nightgown and went into the bathroom to avoid seeing anything.
When Fu Yanci returned to the bedroom, the moment she opened the door, she was greeted by the delicate fragrance of pear blossoms.
The room was dimly lit, with only the lamp by his bedside on.
On the large bed, the girl slept like a delicate sand dune, leaving only her back to him.
Even so, Fu Yanci's expression remained gentle.
Knowing that she was at the Lishan Mansion, and that just moments before she had earnestly agreed to stay by his side as Mrs. Fu, was already an immense happiness for him.
As for the rest...
Fu Yanci let out a low sigh, loosened his tie, and went straight to the bathroom.
There was still the girl's bathwater in the bathtub, and on the surface of the water, the white pear blossom petals rippled in circles.
Fu Yanci finally understood where the obvious fragrance of pear blossoms in the room came from.
So, she really liked that set of jewelry, right?
Unconsciously, Fu Yanci's mood also improved.
On the large bed, listening to the rushing water, Ye Li's heartbeat quickened.
Is it too late for her to rush to the fitting room to change?
She had already dimmed Fu Yanci's bedside lamp to its lowest setting, so he shouldn't be able to see what she was wearing, right?
Even if he holds her in his arms or she sleeps in an awkward position and clings to him, he probably won't notice anything, right?
After all, although they are different nightgowns, they are both made of silk.
You shouldn't be able to tell the difference just by touch?
Before Ye Li could figure out what to do—change clothes, turn off the lights, or just relax—the bathroom door opened with a whoosh.
Ye Li abruptly closed her eyes.
She's asleep!
I really fell asleep!
Ye Li silently repeated the words to herself, trying her best to hypnotize herself.
Fu Yanci paused in his steps.
The girl's eyes were closed, and she looked like she was asleep.
But her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were nervous.
Frowning slightly, Fu Yanci subconsciously turned to look in the mirror.
Putting aside the fact that nothing happened today, she thoroughly enjoyed the gifts and dinner tonight, and nothing happened that would anger him.
Is he really that scary?
Tossing aside the bath towel, Fu Yanci stepped forward, lifted a corner of the blanket, and reached to turn off the light.
His gaze swept over the girl's bare back, finally catching a glimpse of the corner of her pajamas.
Fu Yanci's gaze faltered slightly.