Chapter 60: Chapter 36 You are Mrs. Fu, the lady of the house
Fu Yisi’s stern features instantly softened. He pinched the space between his eyebrows, chuckling amusedly,
“I’d be a sight to see if he could retaliate against me, wouldn’t I?”
His tone was casual, nonchalant, yet it was filled with a natural dominance.
Indeed, how could Cheng Jianwen possibly take revenge on Fu Yisi?
The hospital had security guards; having caused problems before, they wouldn’t let him in so easily. In the field of medicine, he was even less able to find a foothold—every signed guarantee, every medical record, could testify for Fu Yisi.
Besides, the man already had an extremely high reputation in the medical community.
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Ji Sang suddenly felt a weight off her shoulders; she had never been one to fret about unfounded future issues. Often, things that are bound to happen will come regardless, and before that moment arrives, you simply can’t predict how the world will turn.
But today, because of that unusual feeling in her heart, she had spent the entire afternoon worrying.
“You’re right.”
Fu Yisi saw this and didn’t say much else. He stood up to get ready for bed, but just as he reached the bathroom door, the man turned his head and saw Ji Sang ‘struggling’ with her laptop on her lap. He sighed,
“Why not use the study?”
Ji Sang, who had just saved a document, looked up in confusion,
“Huh?”
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Fu Yisi stretched out a hand to his own forehead; his gaze fell on Ji Sang’s lap and he slightly lifted his chin,
“Is it not cramped, working here?”
“Well… it’s okay. I was just worried about disturbing the professional items in your study in case I accidentally mess something up.”
Outside of work, her living wasn’t exactly meticulous, and she was quite careless. But Fu Yisi was different.
Every corner of the house was a testament to this man’s tidiness.
Hearing her words, Fu Yisi’s eyes narrowed; he placed his clothes beside the door and walked unhurriedly toward Ji Sang.
Standing behind the couch, he leaned over and nearly embraced Ji Sang from behind as he took the laptop from her hands and carelessly set it on the side table,
“Ji Sang.”
Fu Yisi’s voice was somewhat hoarse.
Maintaining the posture from before, with the breath of his words casting upon Ji Sang’s ears, Ji Sang couldn’t help but shrink her neck.
She raised a hand to her ear, leaning forward and turning to look at the man who had closed in on her,
“What… what is it?”
“The study is for you to use, just like any place in this house. Ji Sang, you are Mrs. Fu, the lady of this house. You can do as you please.”
Fu Yisi enunciated each word very slowly, very softly, but each word struck heavily against Ji Sang’s heart.
He said, she was Mrs. Fu.
He said, she was the lady of this house.
He said, she could do as she pleased.
Ji Sang’s eyelashes fluttered, looking at the man before her.
When he spoke seriously, the indifference in his eyes would become very faint, like a deep ancient pool, full of mystery and allure, irresistible to the onlooker.
“Fu Yisi,”
Ji Sang suddenly felt her throat go dry, unsure what else to say apart from calling out his name.
Before, when she wasn’t in her right mind, she had asked him why he treated her so well.
His answer was,
“Because you are my wife.”
On a foundation completely devoid of emotional bonds, Fu Yisi fulfilled his duties as a husband without reservation, showing her utmost care.
How could Ji Sang guard against such affection from Fu Yisi?
At this moment, Ji Sang faintly had an answer in her heart.
She would probably find it very difficult to treat Fu Yisi with the same calmness as before.
This man, without even a bit of his love, could give her an unprecedented sense of security.
Ji Sang suddenly withdrew her gaze, frantically lowering her head to hide the messy and unrestrained emotions.
“You should go wash up.”
Then she escaped from Fu Yisi’s semi-embrace and rushed back to the bed, burying her head completely in the covers.
Fu Yisi: ….
The man, staying in the position from a moment ago, turned his head to look at the small bulge on the bed for a while, only getting up to head towards the bathroom when he was afraid she would suffocate.
When Ji Sang received Su Ge’s message, she was just about to head to City First Hospital to find Fu Yisi. The two had agreed to use a half-hour gap today to take some photos.
Su Ge: !!! I accidentally lost my phone and had to replace the SIM card.
Su Ge: Ah Shang! Are you planning to date Fu Yisi?! Have you fallen for him so quickly???!!
Seeing the message, Ji Sang slightly knitted her brows, surprised at Su Ge’s choice of words, and didn’t rush to start the car. Her fingers swiftly tapped on the screen.
Ji Sang: Wait a second, don’t you think it’s ridiculous that I might like Fu Yisi?
Su Ge: …I don’t think so. Ah Shang, I knew something was off when you started saying how good-looking his jawline was the second day you returned.
Ji Sang: What’s… off about that?
Su Ge: Just think about it, when have you ever praised someone else’s jawline as ‘perfect’?
After pondering for a moment, Ji Sang realized that indeed, besides Fu Yisi, she had never used the word ‘perfect’ to describe anyone, at most it would be ‘not bad’, ‘okay’, or ‘good-looking’.
Ji Sang: So… what about it?
Su Ge: It’s simple, that’s the allure of a handsome man! Plus, sharing a bed with him and facing the jawline you fancy every day, how could you not be moved?
Ji Sang: ….
Putting down her phone, Ji Sang didn’t intend to continue the conversation; Sister could come up with countless arguments to persuade her.
Fu Yisi was still waiting at the hospital.
He’d been busy recently and had managed to find this little bit of time.
She started up the car, hurrying to the hospital.
On the way, Ji Sang thought back to Su Ge’s messages, pursed her lips, and muttered to herself,
“I haven’t been seeing him every day.”
When Fu Yisi was busy, he wouldn’t come back at night, and she didn’t know if he ended up spending the night at the hospital or went back to his apartment near the hospital.
Moreover, to say that liking his jawline means liking him, Sister’s words are just too far-fetched.
Although… she did indeed have the thought of dating Fu Yisi in the past. But that was just a good impression, wasn’t it? Liking him… was still too far a stretch.
Ji Sang comforted herself in such a way,
Subconsciously ignoring the increasing heartbeats at the thought of the word ‘dating’.
What would it be like for a person like Fu Yisi to be in love?
The thought stayed with her for too long, and Ji Sang almost ran a red light, frantically stepping on the brake.
Ji Sang breathed a sigh of relief,
“I can’t think about this anymore.”
If she continued, she feared it would lead to a disastrous accident.
Ji Sang habitually glanced in the rearview mirror, and just as her eyes moved away, she quickly looked back, slightly frowning at the car behind her.
She had seen this car when leaving the TV station earlier.
With a determined look in her eyes, Ji Sang chose a road in the opposite direction of the hospital when the traffic light changed.