Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband
Chapter 194: 168: I Like All of Your Styles

Chapter 194: Chapter 168: I Like All of Your Styles

Fu Yisi still frowned.

Although it was a long-sleeved shirt and pants, and an outfit so simple it couldn’t be simpler, Fu Yisi still felt he was dressed too prettily and young.

So pretty and young that he himself felt as though he was much older than Ji Sang.

The man walked forward, standing behind Ji Sang, with their reflections appearing together in the mirror.

Standing so close, that sense of an age difference seemed even more pronounced.

Fu Yisi’s lips were pressed tightly together as he reached up and pulled off the hair tie from Ji Sang’s head. In an instant, her chestnut-colored hair cascaded down.

Ji Sang: ….

“What are you doing, Fu Yisi?”

This was the hair tie she had just managed to secure after much effort. A high ponytail, being the simplest style, is often the hardest to get right, and it would already be great if it was satisfactory once out of ten tries. Today she was quite content with it after tying it just twice, and now… Fu Yisi had pulled it out?

Ji Sang glared with her round, apricot eyes, slightly annoyed.

Fu Yisi’s gaze fell slightly, landing on the slightly curled hair ends, and he raised his hand to tidy up Ji Sang’s hair a bit.

“Like this, doesn’t it look better?”

Ji Sang: ??????

“Really?”

Ji Sang turned around to look at herself in the mirror. Although her hair hanging loose added a gentle charm, she still thought the high ponytail looked better no matter how she saw it.

It made her look so much younger.

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed as she met Fu Yisi’s eyes in the mirror, her expression one of mild doubt.

“Do you… prefer something gentler?”

Previously, her views on many things had matched Fu Yisi’s quite well, as she believed his aesthetic sense wasn’t much different from hers.

This outfit, quite clearly, suited a high ponytail better than the current look.

Aside from the reason that Fu Yisi might prefer a gentler look, she couldn’t think of any other explanation.

The man paused in his gesture and tugged at the corner of his mouth, ever so lightly.

“I like gentle, lively, cute, cool – all of them.”

Ji Sang: ….

“You….”

Just as Ji Sang opened her mouth to speak, Fu Yisi added leisurely,

“As long as it’s you, I like any style.”

Ji Sang: ….

What else was there to say? There seemed to be nothing more she could say.

From last night’s “The moon is beautiful tonight” to this morning’s “I like you no matter what,” Ji Sang experienced the full sweetness of romantic words.

Fu Yisi… when had he learned all these?

Ji Sang tried hard to suppress the smile tugging at her lips, but how could she manage? She could only lower her head and shy away from Fu Yisi’s persistent gaze.

Even raising her hand to cover her face, she muttered,

“But on a day like this, it will be hot with hair down.”

Fu Yisi, who had never experienced the hassle of long hair, finally furrowed his brows, a hint of hesitation flickering in his eyes as his right hand lightly weighed Ji Sang’s hair.

Ji Sang had a lot of hair, very dense, indeed it was indeed somewhat hot let down like this.

Just as the man was knitting his brows trying to come up with a solution, Ji Sang suddenly lifted her head, cleared her throat, and without daring to meet Fu Yisi’s eyes, said vaguely,

“It seems… it won’t be too hot.”

Since Fu Yisi said she looked good this way, she would begrudgingly leave it down.

During the sickly sweet time between the two, Ling Yuxuan yawned and drove up to the doorstep.

He rang the doorbell non-stop, one after another, without courtesy.

When Fu Yisi opened the door, Ling Yuxuan leaned against the wall with half-closed eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.

“Brother, why are you so slow?”

After saying that, he walked right in without even taking off his shoes, and flopped down on the sofa.

The man followed inside and unhappily kicked the leg of the sofa.

“If you’re sleepy, go wash your face in the bathroom, don’t lie on the sofa like that.”

Like a struggling cicada larva, Ling Yuxuan moved around a bit, buried his face into the sofa, and mumbled,

“No, I got up so early; can’t you let me have a little nap?”

Fu Yisi snorted coldly,

“Can you be any later for work than you are now?”

Ling Yuxuan: …

Can going to work be the same? He could afford to be late, but could he afford to be late today? No way!

If he were to arrive late, who knows what brother would do to him.

Fu Yisi glanced at his watch,

“I should be going, you’d better wake yourself up.”

Ling Yuxuan was in such a state that he really didn’t feel at ease letting him drive.

Just as he finished speaking, Ji Sang had finished packing and came downstairs, looking at the little demon of the Ling Family on the couch.

He chuckled,

“Just let him sleep for a bit, I’ll drive later.”

“Exactly!”

Ling Yuxuan didn’t even lift his head, echoing Ji Sang’s words.

Fu Yisi stopped talking and just stood in front of the couch, watching Ling Yuxuan.

“….”

If he could still fall asleep like this, Ling Yuxuan wouldn’t have listened so well to Fu Yisi all these years.

Reluctantly, he sat up and rubbed his eyes,

“Where’s the bathroom?”

This was Ling Yuxuan’s first visit to Fu Yisi and Ji Sang’s home.

The man pointed a direction, and the little demon, puffing his cheeks, huffed over there.

Ji Sang watched this scene dumbfoundedly and touched her nose.

Why does she feel like their interaction seems more like father and son than brothers?

Although the two were less than ten years apart in age, it might be because Ling Yuxuan was too naive, haughty, or even childish, while Fu Yisi was quite rational and mature.

Ji Sang had some good reason for her illusion.

Fu Yisi watched Ling Yuxuan’s irritated back, shaking his head.

With such a personality, when would he fully mature?

How many more years would he have to worry on behalf of Uncle Ling?

Undoubtedly, Fu Yisi was strict with Ling Yuxuan; otherwise, he wouldn’t command such respect in front of him. But it cannot be denied that Fu Yisi was also very good to Ling Yuxuan. Otherwise, why would this young master firmly recognize Fu Yisi as his Brother?

Look, as soon as Ling Yuxuan came out of the bathroom, Fu Yisi straightforwardly tossed a set of keys into Ling Yuxuan’s hand.

The car keys to a Lamborghini Aventador.

Ling Yuxuan had had his eye on this car for a long time, but he was financially controlled and never went to get one.

He never expected to fulfill his dream at Fu Yisi’s today.

Ling Yuxuan couldn’t close his mouth, grinning foolishly, and was lovingly caressing the key,

“Brother, this… this… are you really giving this to me?”

Although it was normal for them to give cars and gifts to each other, this was a sports car worth nearly ten million.

“Brother, didn’t you say doctors don’t make much money?”

He hadn’t returned to help the Fu Family, where did all that money come from?

Fu Yisi gave him a sideways glance,

“Investment, so use what you’ve learned well, earn your own money, so do you still need to worry about Uncle Ling’s financial control?”

“!!!!!!!”

Ling Yuxuan’s eyes widened,

“Oh yeah! Whatever you buy, I’m going to follow suit!”

Fu Yisi: …

There wasn’t much time, and Fu Yisi didn’t say much to Ling Yuxuan. He walked over to Ji Sang and gave her a farewell kiss,

“Don’t work too hard today, just take it as going out to relax, okay?”

There was another person at home, and Ji Sang felt a bit uncomfortable with Fu Yisi’s overt affection, mumbling a response.

She didn’t know what to do about the drama group either.

But, after all, Han City was entrusted to her, she had to do well no matter what.