Chapter 69: Chapter 45: Should I give it a try? Am I capable or not?
Fu Yisi directly carried Ji Sang into the car, buckled her seatbelt without a word, started the engine, and the moment after the car began to move, he floored the gas pedal.
The man’s face looked terrible, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, veins bulging on his pale knuckles. From Ji Sang’s angle, she could see him clenching his teeth, his jawline tight and strained.
Ji Sang pursed her pale lips, aware that this long-awaited gathering had been ruined by her again. Subconsciously, she raised her hand to her neck, where there was still a burning pain. That disgusting man was quite strong, and combined with the injury on her calf, she wasn’t able to escape his grip for a moment.
“Fu Yisi… It was my carelessness this time, I… my Taekwondo is actually not bad.”
Hearing this, Fu Yisi, who was in the midst of his fury, suddenly turned his head, a coldness that had not yet dissipated piercing straight towards Ji Sang.
It was like her breath had been stifled, more uncomfortable than when her neck had been gripped just before.
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Fu Yisi’s gaze was terrifying.
Ji Sang opened her mouth but found she didn’t know how to continue.
Reflexively, she leaned towards the window and shrank her neck, caught off guard as a tear slid down from the corner of her eye.
Perceiving the fear in Ji Sang’s eyes, Fu Yisi instantly reined in the emotions in his own, his brow furrowing in frustration, a flicker of pity crossing his eyes.
He knew Ji Sang was strong and would not easily shed tears no matter what happened. But now, there was fear in her eyes, her body instinctively curling up, and that damn tear at the corner of her eye was piercingly bright.
He didn’t need to ask or check surveillance to know what she must have experienced just now by looking at her current state.
The desperation of a near-death experience.
She felt so insecure, and yet he hadn’t controlled his emotions well and had frightened her.
The man’s throat was dry, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.
“Ji Sang”
“You’re very brave, you’ve done very well.”
“It’s me, I didn’t take good care of you.”
Fu Yisi lifted his right hand towards the passenger side, capturing her hand and gently squeezing it.
“I was angry at that person just now, okay? Don’t misunderstand.”
Ji Sang sat beside him, her head down the entire time, but upon hearing this, she slowly looked up at Fu Yisi.
“Really?”
When he heard her uncertain tone, a sudden pain struck Fu Yisi’s heart. What had his wife gone through to feel so insecure?
After suffering such an ordeal, her first reaction wasn’t to cry out her grievances to him but to be afraid, afraid that she had caused him trouble.
“Mm, Ji Sang, I’m very worried.”
From the moment he heard the noise outside the private room until he rushed in and saw the scene, there was a moment when he was truly afraid.
It was quite laughable, a man used to seeing blood and life-and-death situations on the operating table, yet just the sight of a red mark on Ji Sang’s neck and a trace of blood on her ankle made him want to crush the other person’s hand.
Ji Sang’s tense body suddenly relaxed, then she lowered her head and looked at her hand being held by Fu Yisi, blinked, her eyes shimmering like the Milky Way, and then, suddenly, she smiled.
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The black Range Rover sped along the road, and all the way, Fu Yisi didn’t let go of Ji Sang’s hand, and she obediently let him hold it.
Occasionally, when her heart itched, she carefully scratched it in the palm of Fu Yisi’s hand.
Then, the man would always discreetly squeeze her fingers.
On this not-so-wonderful night, something seemed to be quietly changing.
Fu Yisi noticed it, and Ji Sang did too.
The car’s speed kept increasing.
Fifteen minutes later, the car entered the underground garage of Yujing Apartment.
Fu Yisi walked over to Ji Sang’s side, bent down to loosen her seatbelt, his hand slipping under her knees, ready to carry her out.
Ji Sang, her face flushed, lowered her head and spoke softly,
“I can walk by myself, my leg doesn’t hurt much anymore.”
Fu Yisi’s chest trembled slightly, a hoarse chuckle sounding,
“Let’s just say I want to carry you, okay?”
Ji Sang: …
Without giving her a chance to refuse, Fu Yisi forcefully picked her up.
On the way back, Ji Sang’s entire head was buried in the man’s chest, too apprehensive to look up. Although they lived in a detached apartment and would not run into others, the fact that it was just the two of them made Ji Sang feel quite embarrassed.
Fu Yisi directly carried Ji Sang and placed her on the couch in the living room before fetching the medical kit and squatting down in front of her.
That fastidious man did not hesitate to take off her shoes swiftly, so quickly that Ji Sang didn’t even have time to dodge.
“Dirty…”
As her voice fell, Fu Yisi’s hand had already grasped her foot. Ji Sang’s foot was small and white, fitting perfectly within Fu Yisi’s hand.
Unlike the warmth of Ji Sang’s foot, the man’s hand felt somewhat cold, causing Ji Sang to reflexively shrink away, but he grasped it back.
“Don’t move.”
So Ji Sang stayed still.
The man cut open her pants, exposing her slender and well-proportioned calf. The sight that greeted them was the bruised and purplish skin on her calf and a deep cut above the ankle which had been inflicted by glass.
Fu Yisi’s hand paused, looking up at Ji Sang.
“It might hurt a bit. I’ll be gentle.”
“Okay.”
Fu Yisi disinfected the wound before bandaging it softly with gauze.
Suddenly, he sighed.
“Your skin really can’t take any knocks or scrapes.”
It was the same last time. When hit by a trolley, the bruise on her waist was particularly frightening.
Ji Sang pursed her lips.
“I’ll be more careful in the future.”
Ji Sang’s foot was still in Fu Yisi’s hand, and because of nervousness, her petite toes were slightly curled, looking pinkish under the light.
Fu Yisi’s gaze suddenly darkened, his Adam’s apple rolling unconsciously several times.
He chuckled in a husky voice.
“Sometimes, being careful doesn’t do the trick.”
As he spoke, the man’s hand suddenly tightened, pinching Ji Sang’s foot.
The light was a gentle pale yellow, the man’s hand holding the woman’s foot, the seated person looking down, the crouched person looking up.
Together with Fu Yisi’s meaningful action…
The air suddenly became charged with ambiguity.
Ji Sang’s heart skipped a beat, her lips parting as she inhaled sharply, her eyes watery and stirring.
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Fu Yisi suddenly stood up straight, leaning close to Ji Sang.
“Questioning my capabilities, hm?”
Ji Sang: ???!!!
“Heh, that day you were reluctant to lend me your phone, so this was what you were discussing, huh?”
Ji Sang: !!!!!!!!
Only then did Ji Sang realize that her chat with Sister had been exposed.
“Tsk, you’re saying it’s not good without even trying it?”
Fu Yisi closed the distance with each word.
Until there were only a few centimeters left between his lips and Ji Sang’s, that’s when he stopped.
He raised an eyebrow, quite pleased as he watched Ji Sang’s face flush, his gaze slowly falling upon Ji Sang’s lips. Because of her nerves, Ji Sang had been biting her lower lip continuously. Now, her lips were somewhat engorged, a bewitching redness present, and Fu Yisi’s eyes suddenly darkened a few shades more.
Like the deep, onrushing sea in the darkness of night.
His Adam’s apple rolled sensually.
“Want to try it?”
Ji Sang’s eyes widened instantly, her body recoiling.
“No, no need, I was just… joking…”
Before she could finish, the man pinned her waist and lowered his head to kiss her.