Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 242 - 216: Patch-up

Fu Yisi smiled and nudged Ji Sang with the tip of his nose.

"Just now, why didn’t you answer the phone?"

Ji Sang felt a tickle from the nuzzle and symbolically dodged backward.

"My phone was left in the car."

"Left in the car?"

Fu Yisi’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, his hand supporting Ji Sang’s waist tightened just a bit, increasing the distance between them.

"What happened?"

It was then that Ji Sang told Fu Yisi about the car accident involving the rideshare she was in.

The man’s expression changed subtly, with the smile in his eyes instantly fading away as he scrutinized her carefully.

"Did you get hurt?"

"No."

Ji Sang blinked and opened her arms widely, allowing Fu Yisi to inspect her.

The man’s piercing gaze quickly noticed the new color of the bandage on Ji Sang’s left hand, and that the wrapping was different from how he would do it.

Fu Yisi grabbed Ji Sang’s left wrist.

"What happened to your left hand?"

Ji Sang’s mouth opened slightly, surprised at Fu Yisi’s remarkable powers of observation.

"You noticed that."

The man stared straight into Ji Sang’s eyes without speaking.

"..."

Ji Sang touched her nose.

"Just hit my head with my hand, and then I pulled at the wound."

Fu Yisi remained silent, and, worried he would be concerned, Ji Sang quickly added another sentence, ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"It doesn’t hurt, it just might take a day or two for the scab to form."

The man raised his hand to rub Ji Sang’s head.

"It’s my fault, I should have come to pick you up."

Ji Sang had simply mentioned it briefly, but Fu Yisi had just saved a severely injured patient from the brink of death in that car crash. Although he hadn’t seen the accident scene, it wasn’t hard to imagine how frightening the car crash causing such injuries would have been.

Fu Yisi’s complexion looked slightly off.

His thin lips were tightly pursed.

"You’ve suffered lately; we should take a few days to relax and unwind properly."

First her hand was injured and hadn’t fully healed, and today she had an encounter with a car accident.

A man who never believed in fate now felt that things had been adverse lately.

Otherwise, why would his Ah Shang have to suffer so much?

Ji Sang herself didn’t feel too troubled but found Fu Yisi’s concern warm yet somewhat amusing.

Look, who would have thought that the person who would hardly say more than a few words to her in the past would become so worried about her now?

"So, can Dr. Fu get off work now?"

Ji Sang checked the time; it was past midnight.

It was a record-breaking late time for her to be picking up Fu Yisi from work.

"You have to work tomorrow morning."

"Not necessary."

Fu Yisi gently scraped Ji Sang’s pouted lips.

"The dean, considering my help at the police station, gave me the day off right away."

"Then you can sleep in?"

Ji Sang’s eyes lit up slightly.

During this period, Fu Yisi had to get up early for work, and sometimes she couldn’t even see him, eating breakfast alone.

Although she knew it was due to work, feeling a bit down was unavoidable.

"How about I make you seafood porridge?"

Fu Yisi suddenly laughed out loud.

"Why are you still obsessed with seafood, hmm?"

Ever since last time she wanted to make seafood for him but failed, she had been fixated on it.

"I just want to make it for you. You’ve been too busy with work lately, you need a good nourishment."

"Nourishment?"

The man raised one eyebrow, somewhat unsatisfied with Ji Sang’s choice of words.

Did he need to be nourished?

...

As to whether he needed nourishment or not, Fu Yisi did not delve into it further with Ji Sang.

Upon returning to Yujing Apartment, the two finished their nightly routines and prepared to rest.

It was quite late, and Ji Sang nearly lost consciousness the moment she lay down after washing up. She only remembered that Fu Yisi came back to bed after his routine, and before he could give her a goodnight kiss, he received a phone call.

At first, she thought it was another call from the hospital, but in just a few minutes Fu Yisi returned.

The moment his kiss landed on her forehead, Ji Sang struggled to open her eyes.

"Hospital call?"

"No, go to sleep."

The man gently patted Ji Sang’s back. After ensuring she was sound asleep, the tenderness in his eyes vanished in an instant.

He left the room on tiptoe and went straight to the study.

Dozens of inches of the electronic screen lit up, and several people dressed in black sat on the other end of the video.

The one in the center was particularly eye-catching.

Eye-catching looks, eye-catching aura, eye-catching white hair.

Fu Yisi’s hands were crossed over his knees as he looked up at the man on the screen.

"What was the meaning of that call just now?"

"Ah Mu."

....

The next day, Ji Sang’s plan to make seafood porridge for Fu Yisi was still disrupted.

It had been too long since she had last slept in within the cozy embrace of Fu Yisi, and the chilly weather truly made it the perfect day to linger in bed.

By the time she woke up, it was already ten o’clock.

What was rare was that Fu Yisi was still lying in bed beside her.

"Awake?"

"Mhm."

Ji Sang unconsciously nuzzled into Fu Yisi’s arms.

"Today’s weather feels so comfy."

"Want to sleep some more?"

Ji Sang shook her head.

"I’m not sleepy anymore, let’s just lie down for a bit longer."

Ji Sang wrapped her arms around the man’s waist, resting her head on his chest.

Fu Yisi was stroking Ji Sang’s hair absentmindedly.

"Hey, by the way, what time did you go to sleep last night? I felt like you took a call."

The man’s hand froze for a moment.

"Mhm."

Ji Sang looked up at Fu Yisi, frowning slightly.

"Why is someone calling you so late?"

Fu Yisi’s eyes slightly lowered, and he lightly responded.

Ji Sang didn’t think much of it, but she was not too pleased.

"They don’t even let you rest properly so late at night."

Fu Yisi fell silent for a moment.

He had thought that Ji Sang would ask who had called. But unexpectedly, what she cared about was that the call might disturb his rest.

Suddenly, Fu Yisi lowered his head and buried it into Ji Sang’s neck, sighing contentedly.

"I rested very well."

Ji Sang naturally lifted her hands to wrap around Fu Yisi’s neck.

But then, Ji Sang noticed something was amiss.

If Fu Yisi had really rested well, in his restored state of vitality, he naturally wouldn’t let Ji Sang go.

After all, it had been a few days since they had last been intimate.

By the time Ji Sang realized what was happening, she was already led by Fu Yisi into a state of blissful abandon.

....

For Han City’s thirtieth birthday, the Han Family naturally planned to celebrate properly, but Han City wanted to spend it with his group of brothers, so he postponed the official birthday banquet for a few days.

Turning thirty, after all, is a very important birthday for a man.

The dining spot chosen by the group was naturally Jintang.

Ji Sang and Fu Yisi continued their fun until noon.

Due to time constraints, the two opted not to cook lunch but rather ordered takeout.

Ji Sang supported her waist with one hand while picking out clothes from the wardrobe with the other.

She couldn’t help but grumble a few words.

"Seriously, when we finally have a day off, can’t we just rest properly?"

Later, they still have to go out for the gathering, and yet she has so many marks on her neck!