Chapter 207: Your Way of Showing Affection Is So Sophisticated Now
Leaving Ye Zhen's apartment, Ye Fuli felt lightheaded.
It wasn't exhaustion, but rather the suddenness of this unexpected happiness.
Ye Zhen's words, between the lines, were all about giving her a proper status.
Ye Fuli had never imagined she would one day care so deeply about such a thing.
She used to believe that whatever she wanted could be obtained through grabbing, deceiving, or buying. But now it seemed the most delightful kind of acquisition was still when someone willingly gave it to her.
"Ye Fuli, what's wrong?"
Ye Fuli arrived at Ye Zhen's company, feeling light-headed.
Seeing her drunken expression, Miss Zhao Mengde looked surprised. "How much did you drink? Don't you dare throw up here!"
Ye Fuli snapped out of it instantly, glaring at her. "Where's Ye Zhen?"
"Ye Zhen?"
Before Zhao Mengde could answer, Ye Fuli hissed, snapping out of her daze. "Oh, right. She said she wouldn't be coming in today. I forgot."
"…Ye Fuli, your way of showing off your love is really sophisticated now."
Ye Fuli put on a serious face: "I'm not."
Though she denied it, she deliberately tugged at her collar, revealing a small strawberry-colored mark.
Seeing that, Zhao Mengde’s eyes widened instantly. "What size mosquito bit you? Hurry up and put some ointment on it! You don’t want it to swell up."
Ye Fuli: "…"
Fine.
She realized she shouldn't overestimate Zhao Mengde.
At the very least, she shouldn't overestimate his romantic experience—this guy might as well be a lifelong virgin.
Poor thing.
Unlike her, Ye Fuli, who was about to secure a proper status soon.
At this thought, Ye Fuli's lips curled into a faint smile again, as if she'd just eaten several pounds of honey.
Watching her float away, Zhao Mengde grumbled under his breath.
"Seriously! What's the big deal about dating? It's not like it means anything to me. I couldn't care less. Ugh!"
Despite his words, Zhao Mengde rose in frustration, punching the air several times.
"When will it ever be my turn to have a sweet romance?"
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The Ye Family Residence.
Ye Fuli's sudden return from the southern city caught Ye Dad off guard.
He carefully studied her expression, reassuring himself she didn't look distressed before relaxing.
"Welcome home, dear! What would you like for a late-night snack?"
Ye Fuli shook her head. "I don't feel hungry at all. I'm bursting with energy."
Ye Dad: "…"
That sounds a bit alarming, kid.
"Dad, if I want to marry Ye Zhen, can I give her a wedding? Not here in China—let's go abroad. We'll… Oh, let's go to Scandinavia! To a beautiful, open-minded little town!"
Ye Fuli suddenly blurted out this long string of ideas.
This left Ye Dad looking utterly flustered.
He truly hadn't imagined what their wedding would look like.
And wasn't this progress moving a bit too fast? He still remembered how, not long ago, the two of them had sat facing each other for half an hour without exchanging a single word.
And now, they were already at the stage of planning a wedding?
"Ah, it's too soon," Ye Fuli couldn't help but press her forehead, then slumped onto the sofa as if all her energy had suddenly drained away. "It's too soon… She hasn't even agreed to be with me yet. It's too soon."
Ye Dad: "…"
He was genuinely worried about Ye Fuli's mental state.
He even wondered if she was still hungover.
But seeing how happy Ye Fuli looked, he couldn't bring himself to ask any more questions and simply let her be.
"Anyway, I'm going to look at wedding dresses first! This one should come in handy in three or five years."
Ye Fuli immediately stood up and hurried toward the door.
She arrived like a whirlwind and departed like one too.
Over the next period, Ye Fuli spent considerable time and money inviting renowned fashion designers to South City, preparing to have custom garments made for Ye Zhen.
Of course, she wouldn't tell Ye Zhen that these were wedding dresses in the making. She simply said they were formal gowns and everyday dresses.
"Isn't this a bit excessive?"
Ye Zhen stared at the thick stack of design sketches, her brows furrowed tightly.
"I don't attend many banquets. Do I really need this many formal dresses?"
Ye Fuli replied with solemn earnestness, "Anyway, I have more money than I can ever spend. What's a few dresses? It's nothing!"
"But this is at least a hundred dresses! It's not just a few!"
Ye Fuli sighed. "It's only a few hundred. It wouldn't even fill all the wardrobes in my houses."
Such blunt honesty always stung the most.
Ye Zhen felt utterly dejected.
Her gaming company was thriving, and her net worth was soaring accordingly. She was on the verge of surpassing her fifth major financial milestone.
Yet, compared to the colossal entity that was Ye Fuli, her own assets were still insignificant.
Having been reborn, Ye Fuli's business empire now far exceeded the scale of her previous life.
Her net worth was also rising steadily.
In the future, she might even have the potential to become the world's richest person.
Truly the quintessential Mary Sue protagonist.
"I should remind you, Miss Ye Fuli, we haven't actually been together yet."
"Ah… yes, I know."
Such blunt honesty stung Yefuri deeply.
Ye Zhen lectured her earnestly about the virtues of "thrift and frugality" and the principle of "better to be alone than in bad company."
Ye Fuli listened, occasionally uttering a "hmm."
Clearly, her mouth was compliant, but her heart was anything but.
Unfortunately, in front of Ye Zhen, she always seemed to have the potential to become a henpecked husband, and Ye Zhen knew exactly how to handle her.
"In any case, keep no more than ten dresses. The rest—don't make them."
"Okay."
Ye Fuli raised an eyebrow, giving her a meaningful look. "Since I'm being so cooperative, will there be a reward?"
"Yes."
"Oh, what kind of reward is it?"
"I was planning to ban you from my house for the entire summer," Ye Zhen said sternly, her face set. "Now, you can come at least once. Isn't that a great reward?"
Ye Fuli: "…"
Why did she feel like Ye Zhen was getting meaner and meaner?
Sigh, maybe she'd caught it from me.
Considering this possibility, Ye Fuli couldn't help but sigh: "You never learn the good stuff, but you pick up the bad in a flash, Miss Ye Zhen."
"Heh, same goes for you."
…
The summer vacation slipped away quietly amidst days of leisure.
Ye Fuli had indeed only visited Ye Zhen's apartment once before flying to Europe overnight to handle overseas business.
Thus, Ye Zhen hadn't seen her for over a month.
Neither reached out to the other, as if by unspoken agreement.
After all, Ye Zhen's August was equally hectic—expanding operations, scaling up the company, searching for larger office space…
Just as she was nearing the end of her hectic schedule, a letter suddenly arrived from Europe.
It was from Ye Fuli.
Receiving a letter in this day and age always felt a bit unsettling.
With a flutter of apprehension, Ye Zhen opened the envelope. Inside, she found only a QR code and a single handwritten line from Ye Fuli:
"Miss Ye Zhen, may I add you as a friend?"