Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Yan Qingsi was prohibited from entering. She supplied You Yi’s name, and the security guards verified the information with the higher-ups inside before allowing Yan Qingsi in.

The moment the door was pushed open, Yan Qingsi saw You Yi.

He looked like he had somewhat recovered. His complexion was elegant, and his countenance somber and restrained. The redness that had stained his eyes had subsided, as though it hid a vast expanse ocean behind.

He looked different from the first time Yan Qingsi had met him in Hai city. Then, his beautiful eyes contained nothing but ice, yet now the ice had melted into an ocean. They looked more mysterious, somehow, so deep that they were fathomless.

Yan Qingsi could not read a spark of emotion on his face, and she could not see any flickers of hatred.

She exhaled internally. He was older, more experienced, after all. He recovered so fast.

You Yi wore a small smile on his face when he saw Yan Qingsi. “Come on, take a seat. Have a taste of this Longjing tea. See if it’s to your liking.”

Yan Qingsi walked over and sat down. She looked at the tiny cup of clear, fragrant tea before taking a sip. She shook her head. “I can’t taste much. To me, a two-yuan bottle of mineral water is better at quenching thirst than this tea.”

She never learned the art of drinking tea, of creating illustrations. She never learned all the refined activities that all affluent people should learn.

She only learned how to fight and survive in this dog-eat-dog world.

You Yi had checked up on Yan Qingsi’s background. She knew that it was not easy to even live for her; his heart ached for her. “You are very honest…” he said.

If he had found her just two years earlier, he thought, he would not have allowed a girl to live such a difficult life.

“Sorry for spoiling your fun.”

You Yi stared at the intricately patterned teacup. “No, you didn’t. What you said was right…” he said, “Only those who have nothing better to do than to burn some cash would find something like this to pass their time.”

Yan Qingsi’s right hand gently tugged on the palm of her left. “You looked for me… because you’ve thought things through?” she asked.

You Yi lifted the teapot, pouring out more tea for Yan Qingsi and himself. “I’ve thought things through, yes. I’ve thought things through a long time ago.”

He had no other plan in his heart the moment he saw Nie Qiuping’s tombstone.

He needed to avenge her.

He could not allow Yan Qingsi to interfere. This young lady had a whole life ahead of her.

Even if he died afterward, he could see his mother with no regrets. If he saw her in the afterlife, he could tell her, “I helped to protect your daughter. She’s happy now.”

Yan Qingsi lifted her head. “Then… You’re telling me… You’re still insisting…”

You Yi nodded. “That’s right. I never wavered on my decision. I will take revenge. You’re free from it.”

Yan Qingsi frowned. “I don’t need—”

“Since you’re an actress, throw all your energy into acting,” You Yi interrupted before she could finish talking. “You’re with Yue Tingfeng. Treasure the relationship between both of you. If you ever get married, tell me. If… If I can attend your wedding then, I will come.”

Yan Qingsi could not understand the wetness in her eyes, the pain in her heart.

You Yi smiled. “If you encounter any problems that you can’t solve in acting, tell me,” You Yi continued. “I’ll help you settle it. Also, you don’t have to worry about money anymore. I’ll make sure of that.”

Yan Qingsi shook her head. She did not want to be in debt to You Yi, especially when he had no obligation to help her.

“Thank you, but I’m good. I’m not lacking in money right now. With the Yue family’s young master by my side, nobody dares to act against me for now. Even if there is, he’ll help me handle it.”