Even from several meters away, the black lettering on the gift box card was clearly visible.
Ye Li's handwriting.
Fu Yanci's irritable and depressed mood seemed to have been paused.
With a long stride, Fu Yanci reached the bedside in a few steps, picked up the card, and saw its contents.
[To Fu Yanci: A belated wedding gift, hope you like it!]
[P.S.: Although I bought it with your card, I hope you can feel my sincerity! ----- Ye Li]
Next to the signature, there was a small smiling face with its tongue sticking out.
As her fingertips traced the eyes and mouth of the little emoji, she thought back to the day she failed to get cash and went to the mall in a huff to retaliate with a shopping spree.
He bought himself a bunch of things, but the big prize was a wedding gift for him.
The anger that had been building up in Fu Yanci's heart suddenly dissipated.
Inside the box is the new Vacheron Constantin.
Even though he already had an identical one, which was in the watch display case in the fitting room.
But at this moment, Fu Yanci seemed to be seeing the watch for the first time, picking it up and caressing it for a long time.
bite.
The phone rang; Ye Li had sent a WeChat message: 【Fu Yanci, I'm at the dorm! Good evening!】
【Good evening! 】
Not content with simply replying "goodnight," Fu Yanci glanced at Ye Li's cute cartoon profile picture and sent another message: "Mrs. Fu, I love your wedding gift! Thank you!"
Her phone kept lighting up, and when Ye Li turned around, she caught a glimpse of the words "Mrs. Fu".
I instinctively grabbed my phone.
I wanted to say no thanks, since it's your money I'm spending.
I also felt a bit distant.
Remembering that Fu Yanci wasn't someone who liked chatting on WeChat, Ye Li put away her phone and continued packing her suitcase.
At Imperial University, four people share a dormitory room.
The bed is on top, and the desk and wardrobe are below.
Although it was Sunday night, none of my three roommates were there; they were probably either on dates or at the library.
All the clothes are hanging in the closet.
The snacks they brought were divided into three portions and placed on their respective desks.
Looking around, the small room looked like no one had stayed there over the weekend, still bearing the mess from when she excitedly left on Friday. Ye Li rolled up her sleeves and tidied it up briefly.
When her phone rang, Ye Li already had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
The call was from a girl I knew well in the wealthy social circle.
"Ye Li, come quick! Something's happened to Young Master Zhou!"
As soon as the call connected, there was a deafening electronic sound on the other end, mixed with the sounds of breaking bottles and screams from the crowd.
The girl across from him shouted, "Young Master Zhou said you two broke off your engagement, and I don't know who to talk to. Ye Li, you were in a relationship after all, why don't you try to persuade Young Master Zhou to part amicably? Making a big fuss won't be good for anyone, don't you think?"
Before Ye Li could finish her sentence, "Since you know we've broken off the engagement, then whatever he does is none of my business," Zhou Hechen's distinct roar could be heard amidst the noise, "Which magazine are you from? You want to die? You fucking delete this!"
Ye Li's heart tightened.
If it weren't for what happened later, she wouldn't care what paparazzi or entertainment marketing accounts wrote, no matter what they said.
At worst, I'll just be talked about at school.
But now, she is Mrs. Fu.
If your boss sees that one of your employees is constantly appearing in entertainment news, no matter how dedicated the employee is, it won't be enough to undo the negative image they've already created, right?
"I'll be right there!"
After leaving those words behind, Ye Li hurriedly went out the door.
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