Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 270 - 244: So President Fu is actually a wife-pampering maniac!
Chapter 270: Chapter 244: So President Fu is actually a wife-pampering maniac!
Ji Sang’s confusion suddenly cleared up.
No wonder it had been so easy for her to book the Presidential Suite at Junlin Hotel before; all she did was give her name without mentioning any titles from the Ji Family or the Fu Family. No wonder Fu Yisi could easily clear out Houyu Beach—it turned out he was the owner of Junlin.
So, it seems he is also the owner of this stretch of beach.
Fu Yisi’s eyebrows lifted at the unmasked surprise on Ji Sang’s face.
"Do you find it that hard to believe?"
Ji Sang shook her head.
It wasn’t that she didn’t believe it. The change of ownership of Junlin Hotel happened two years ago, and the fact that it was now in Fu Yisi’s hands meant he must have started balancing his medical practice with investments, and possibly even managing some of the Fu Group’s business, a long time ago.
Her heart ached for him.
It hurt to think of how early Fu Yisi had started taking on so much. After she became aware of it, he consciously tried to be less busy. Although he used to go to bed at ten, it seemed that he took on even more after her return.
The hospital, the Fu Family, his own enterprises, and even those of the Ji Family.
The more Ji Sang thought about it, the more her heart ached.
Originally with a smile on his lips, when Fu Yisi saw Ji Sang’s complexion change, his brow furrowed, and eyes filled with concern, the smile faded.
"What’s wrong?"
He thought Ji Sang might be feeling unwell.
She used to get headaches when she overslept, and it was somewhat windy by the sea; she was also not dressed warmly.
Thinking this, Fu Yisi’s brow furrowed, and he got up.
Ji Sang collected her thoughts.
"Where are you going?"
"Be good, wait for me."
Fu Yisi went into the hotel and soon returned, holding a black suit jacket in his hand. freёwebnoѵel.com
Approaching, he draped the jacket over Ji Sang’s shoulders.
Red, black, white—the colors clashed extravagantly, but instead of detracting from Ji Sang’s beauty, they added an air of dignity and mystery.
It was especially charming.
Yet Ji Sang couldn’t help but laugh helplessly.
"I’m not cold."
"Then what were you thinking about just now, hm?"
Ji Sang pursed her lips.
"I just feel you’re too tired, with so much to do every day. These few days you should get some proper rest, and don’t bother cooking yourself."
They were here on vacation; they were supposed to relax completely.
Hearing her response, Fu Yisi was somewhat taken aback.
He hadn’t expected that by simply telling Ji Sang Junlin was hers, she would be concerned that he was working too hard.
Indeed, she was someone you could never love enough.
After speaking, Ji Sang started to take off the suit jacket.
Fu Yisi quickly stopped her.
"Let’s keep it on."
"Hm?"
Fu Yisi’s expression remained unchanged.
"It looks better this way."
It was better to stay covered, not letting others see the allure of his Mrs. Fu.
Although Ji Sang was a bit puzzled, she obediently didn’t take the jacket off.
Dressing this way was for Fu Yisi, and she herself was still getting used to it; keeping the jacket on was also good.
It made her feel more comfortable.
The subsequent courses and desserts were all prepared by the chefs of Junlin Hotel.
This dinner, exclusively for Fu Yisi and Ji Sang, lasted from evening to sunset, and into the rise of the moon. The two occasionally exchanged a few words and savored the fine food and the expensive bottle of wine.
The night air grew chill, and Ji Sang wrapped the suit jacket more tightly around her.
"Shall we take a walk?"
The evening’s meal had been delicious, and she was a bit full. Besides, how could they just sit and enjoy such a beautiful scene?
Ji Sang’s request was naturally met with Fu Yisi’s agreement.
The wind tonight is a bit damp and cool. The man’s hand encircles Ji Sang’s waist, pulling her slightly closer.
The two are taking a leisurely stroll on a stretch of beach closer to the sea.
Originally, Ji Sang was walking closer inland, but she wanted to be nearer to the sea, so she coquettishly switched places with Fu Yisi.
The man’s deep voice guided her inwards a bit, worried about the rising tide splashing onto her.
But Ji Sang kept walking closer and closer towards the sea side, stepping on the moistened beach due to the tide, and later, because the sea breeze was too comfortable, she playfully kicked off the grass-rope sandals she was wearing.
Barefoot, she steps on the fine, soft sand.
Soft and cool, the comfort made Ji Sang squint her eyes slightly, her smile becoming even more radiant.
Fu Yisi’s slightly furrowed brows relaxed a bit upon seeing this smile.
Oh well, she’s happy tonight, so let her be willful for a while.
Seeing that Fu Yisi didn’t speak out to stop her, Ji Sang felt even more cheerful.
She really liked the feeling of being barefoot. At home, even when there was a blanket laid out, Fu Yisi wouldn’t allow it, so she had to seize this opportunity.
"Hey, Fu Yisi, let’s walk back and forth like this, then I’ll take a photo of you, okay?"
The wind tonight was a bit strong, which would surely make the scenery more breathtaking.
Fu Yisi’s brow had just furrowed when Ji Sang crinkled her nose.
"You said it yourself, you’ve been my model for this period."
Fu Yisi: .....
That’s not what he was concerned about.
"Just one trip, and then you have to wear your shoes."
Fu Yisi extended his left hand, holding precisely the pair of shoes Ji Sang had kicked off.
Ji Sang: ....
"Two trips, and I’ll wear my shoes after."
She had learned to bargain.
But certainly, Fu Yisi would not agree.
"One trip, otherwise my promise is void."
Ji Sang: ....
How could Ji Sang ever outwit Fu Yisi? In the end, naturally, Fu Yisi won.
Since she could only take one trip, Ji Sang deliberately slowed her pace. This trip, merely five hundred meters, actually took almost twenty minutes.
As soon as they stopped, Fu Yisi squatted down, and Ji Sang instinctively lifted her foot. The man gently brushed the sand off the sole of her foot, and feeling that slight bone-chilling cold, his expression was not very pleasant.
He rubbed his hands together to warm his palms before covering Ji Sang’s feet.
Witnessing this scene, Ji Sang’s heart suddenly softened.
She was naturally frail, she couldn’t be so headstrong.
She still wanted to take good care of her health to have children with Fu Yisi.
"I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that."
Hearing this, the man who was focused on warming her feet suddenly looked up, seeing Ji Sang’s face full of remorse, his heart seemed to be struck.
Fu Yisi was smart, knowing that Ji Sang said this because something crossed her mind.
"As long as you’re happy, huh? Just don’t do it for too long, it’s cool at night, I’m afraid you’ll catch a cold."
He hadn’t thought of that aspect at all.
He was concerned only about Ji Sang’s health.
Ji Sang blew her nose and nodded in agreement.
"Yeah."
It indeed was a bit cool at night.
Moreover, Fu Yisi was a person with a tendency towards cleanliness, and now she had to trouble him to warm her feet with his hands.
The more she thought about it, the more Ji Sang felt her willfulness. Thus, she found nothing inappropriate about Fu Yisi taking care of her in this regard.
A DSLR had already been retrieved by the hotel staff as Fu Yisi had requested one from the presidential suite, and being the owner of the hotel, naturally, the manager personally fetched it.
The manager, quite tactful, saw that Fu Yisi was warming Ji Sang’s feet and quietly stood at a distance, waiting.
In his mind, he marveled:
So President Fu is a wife-doting fanatic!
