The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband

"Oh my God, my friends abroad are also posting on Weibo, saying that the billboards on the buildings in their cities are all flashing ’Ye Xingguang, I love you [heart],’ they don’t celebrate Spring Festival, but there they are setting off fireworks, and all the fireworks are heart-shaped, this is crazy, crazy!" "Even a classmate from a fifth-tier city’s university is posting in their Moments, saying there are only two decent buildings in their small city, and somehow the building’s advertisements are also ’Ye Xingguang, I love you [heart].’ Has Ye the malignant tumor bought out all the billboard spaces in the world?"

"Holy shit, has my brother gone mad? Too much money to burn? How much is this going to cost?" Even Tang Zhou yelled out.

Tang Zhou asked Fu Zhuo for the specific amount, and Fu Zhuo was stunned: "I don’t know, the Boss only asked me to buy some in the capital, didn’t tell me to buy in other cities, does the Boss not trust me, secretly asking someone else to buy billboard spaces in other cities?"

Fu Zhuo felt hurt in his heart!

After a long, tender moment, Ye Xingguang nestled in Ye Junqing’s arms, hearing others say that Ye Junqing bought all the billboard spaces on the buildings around the world, she looked up in surprise, and saw her spendthrift husband: "You bought that many?"

Spendthrift Ye Junqing: "..."

Not at all!

What’s he doing buying spots that can’t be seen?

"Thank you. I’m so happy." Ye Xingguang’s heart was skipping with joy.

Ye Junqing, who had planned to say he didn’t buy them, swallowed his words back and then took out a small box from his suit pocket and handed it to her.