Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband
Chapter 182: 156 He Shouldn't Have Mentioned Ji Sang

Chapter 182: Chapter 156 He Shouldn’t Have Mentioned Ji Sang

The contrast of light and dark in the room was somewhat striking, half of Fu Yisi’s figure was in the shadows, the other half in the fading sunlight.

Cheng Jianwen couldn’t see Fu Yisi’s expression very well, but he could distinctly feel a change in Fu Yisi’s aura.

It was different from before.

This kind of presence was similar to another person he knew, not exactly the same, but with the same sense of oppression.

The right leg that had just undergone surgery seemed to hurt even more.

Cheng Jianwen snorted with a mix of sarcasm and scorn,

“So this is the doctor who saves lives and helps the injured?”

The education of the Fu Family and the duty of a doctor allowed Fu Yisi to operate on Cheng Jianwen without reservation. But the strange thing was, Cheng Jianwen should not have mentioned Ji Sang.

When Fu Yisi took action against Cheng Jianwen and provided information related to the food safety of Shawen Kindergarten, it was because of that accident.

That day, if Ji Sang had left the TV station just a bit earlier, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Fu Yisi lowered his gaze and did not look at Cheng Jianwen, but his aura remained compelling.

“I don’t care who is behind you, but it’s best not to touch those who should not be touched, otherwise,”

The man paused, then looked up, his previously deep eyes now filled with a piercing coldness,

“I wouldn’t mind putting in some effort to have you drinking tea for a lifetime.”

Having said that, Fu Yisi glanced at the broken phone on the floor, and then coldly at Cheng Jianwen on the bed.

After Fu Yisi left, Cheng Jianwen sat on the bed, dazed for a very long time.

All he did was unwillingly recall an incident from over a decade ago, yet he ended up in such a state.

The things he held in his hands…

Cheng Jianwen suddenly burst into crazed laughter.

Pain, unwillingness, anger, and conflict filled the quiet ward…

…

Having just returned to the office, Fu Yisi took out his phone. Ji Sang had not replied, so the man immediately called her.

Perhaps because Cheng Jianwen had brought up something Fu Yisi did not wish to remember, in the short twenty or so seconds he waited for Ji Sang to answer, the man felt an inexplicable restlessness.

His heartbeat even skipped a beat.

“Hello?”

Ji Sang’s voice came through, and the man’s tightly knitted brow finally relaxed a bit,

“When are you planning to come home? Do you need me to pick you up?”

“I drove here myself, how about you? Are you done with work?”

“Mm,”

Fu Yisi pinched the bridge of his nose,

“More or less, have you eaten yet?”

Ji Sang: …

“…I’m about to.”

Upon hearing this, the man’s delicate brows and eyes slightly moved as he checked the time.

“It’s almost nine o’clock, you haven’t eaten yet?”

Ji Sang felt somewhat guilty; she hadn’t realized she could spend so long looking at wedding dresses and gowns without feeling tired at all.

Fu Yisi hissed disapprovingly,

“Does your stomach hurt?”

“No, I had some food in the afternoon… I’m heading to a restaurant now, let’s not talk for now.”

As if afraid Fu Yisi would continue to nag, Ji Sang hurriedly hung up the call.

At Laura’s Bridal, Qi Yi looked at Ji Sang with arched brows and keen interest.

After hanging up the phone, she eagerly said,

“I’m kind of looking forward to seeing the male lead now.”

To make Ji Sang so gentle, even her eyes radiating sweetness unconsciously while on the phone.

She remembered, back at school, even the most sought-after guys had pursued Ji Sang and all returned empty-handed.

Ji Sang was slightly embarrassed,

“Senior sister, could we discuss the photoshoot schedule later?”

She wasn’t sure when Fu Yisi would be available.

“Of course.”

Qi Yi’s bridal shop included a photoshoot location and naturally had a photographer, but certainly not as good as Min Yunwen.

“You see, I’ve gotten used to it, forgetting it’s time to eat. Junior sister, you wouldn’t mind having a meal with your senior, right?”

Ji Sang shook her head,

“Senior sister, please allow me to treat you, it’s so late, and you’ve still been keeping me company.”

Qi Yi tilted her head,

“Then let’s go, there’s a good place nearby.”

Two women, talking about wedding dresses again, even though Ji Sang was initially a bit reserved, under Qi Yi’s guidance, they communicated better and better.

This belated meal took over an hour.

During this time, Fu Yisi made a call, but Ji Sang and Qi Yi were so engrossed in their conversation that they missed it perfectly.

This resulted in Ji Sang seeing Fu Yisi standing at the door with a gloomy face the moment she drove home.

Ji Sang: …

“When did you…come back?”

Fu Yisi huffed coldly, putting his phone into his pocket.

“What time is it now?”

Ji Sang instinctively glanced at her phone.

It was almost eleven o’clock.

“Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

Ji Sang: …

As they spoke, Fu Yisi had already walked up to Ji Sang, scrutinizing her from head to toe, then imperceptibly relaxed his furrowed brows.

Ji Sang touched her nose.

“I was too absorbed in talking with my senior and didn’t catch your call, sorry.”

After saying that, Ji Sang tugged at Fu Yisi’s clothes.

The man let out a long sigh and lightly tapped her forehead with his hand.

“Don’t come back this late in the future.”

After saying this, Fu Yisi felt it wasn’t quite right.

“If it’s late like this in the future, call me to pick you up. Don’t make me worry.”

“Oh.”

Ji Sang obediently nodded.

Fu Yisi then held her hand and walked towards the house, asking as they walked, softly pinching the palm of her hand.

“What did you do with your friend?”

Fu Yisi’s curiosity wasn’t strange.

Since returning these past few months, he had never seen Ji Sang hang out with any friends other than Su Ge.

Ji Sang had originally intended to give Fu Yisi a surprise; she hesitated and failed to explain clearly. She held onto his arm and changed the subject.

“When can you take a vacation?”

“It will take some more time.”

Fu Yisi looked down.

“What’s the matter, hm?”

Ji Sang quirked an eyebrow.

“Nothing, I was just asking, you won’t be free at all for the next month, will you?”

The next month…

The man’s gaze flickered slightly, he picked up on the spark in Ji Sang’s eyes.

Somewhat unexpected.

Fu Yisi was smart; as soon as Ji Sang asked that question, he almost guessed her intentions.

It seemed her promise of taking initiative was not just talk.

“Hm, if it’s to be with you, I can make time.”

…

Life continued on simply and ordinarily. One day, Ji Sang found the time to go back to the Ji Family.

Since Yang Jun left, after that fever Ji Sang had, she hadn’t seen Ji Hanwen.

Thinking about it, she felt like quite a disobedient daughter.

Unable to bear it herself, she ran away alone, neglecting the fact that the person who was the saddest about mother’s departure was her father.

Before going back, Ji Sang didn’t call to notify anyone.

However, when she arrived home, she found the house empty, with only a maid remaining.

“Aunt Lin, where is dad?”

Aunt Lin had worked for the Ji Family for more than ten years. Seeing Ji Sang return, she touched the corner of her eye.

“Mr. Ji has gone to the company.”

“The weekend, why is he working overtime?”

“It seems there was a sudden matter; he will return for lunch. Ah Shang, please sit and rest first.”

After saying this, she secretly touched the corner of her eye again.

Yang Jun’s death was also a shock to Aunt Lin.

Ji Sang pursed her lips slightly.

“Auntie, where is my mom… situated?”