Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 76 - 52 Fu Yisi Got Angry

Chapter 76 -52 Fu Yisi Got Angry

Fu Yisi, who had been watching Ji Sang all along, didn’t miss the brief flash of clarity in her eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly.

“Do you know who it is?”

Ji Sang touched her nose, glancing somewhat guiltily at Fu Yisi, and fumblingly recounted the incident that had happened at noon a few days ago.

“Actually… I’m not entirely sure either…”

Ji Sang’s voice subsided completely when she saw Fu Yisi’s increasingly darkening expression.

Remembering the twenty minutes Ji Sang had been late that day and her peculiar complexion, Fu Yisi’s handsome face was full of chill, his fingers gently curved and tapping on the table, the sound penetrating Ji Sang’s heart.

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His voice was cool and contained a faint rage as he questioned,

“So, you knew someone was stalking you, and you still wouldn’t tell me?”

Fu Yisi’s face was expressionless, simply lowering his eyes indifferently. Ji Sang could hardly bear it.

She raised her hand to her neck, unsure of how to explain. She herself didn’t know why she was being stalked or who the stalker was.

How should she explain it to him?

Almost in the instant that Ji Sang avoided his gaze and hesitated to speak, Fu Yisi understood what this heartless woman was thinking.

A stifled frustration suddenly clogged his heart.

He truly wanted to pry open Ji Sang’s head to see what exactly was inside.

“Ji Sang, you…”

Fu Yisi was so angry that he raised his hand to his forehead, even starting to doubt himself, wondering if he had really done enough, for her to withhold such critical information that threatened her safety.

The man walked to the window and stood with his hands on his hips, his aura heavy and cold.

Fu Yisi was angry.

These words surfaced in Ji Sang’s mind.

Since their marriage, it was the first time he had shown such helplessness and grinding frustration before her.

Originally, Ji Sang didn’t think there was anything wrong with not telling Fu Yisi about the matter, but after yesterday’s experience and knowing Fu Yisi was starting to cultivate feelings between them, this idea seemed like a joke.

Not to mention Fu Yisi – even she felt she was being unreasonable.

Putting herself in his shoes, if Fu Yisi had been in her situation and unwilling to tell her, she would surely be upset too.

Ji Sang’s head ached; they had finally made a breakthrough yesterday, and before they could progress further, this incident occurred.

“Fu Yisi”

Ji Sang called out, but the man standing by the window showed no reaction.

“…”

It seemed he was very angry.

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A flicker of remorse passed in Ji Sang’s eyes. She pursed her lips, struggling to stand up but accidentally aggravated her wound due to carelessness.

“Hiss!”

Ji Sang inhaled sharply, her gaze involuntarily shifting to the man by the window, where she saw Fu Yisi’s figure move slightly, but he still did not turn around.

It seemed that a self-victimizing strategy wasn’t going to work.

Ji Sang bit her lower lip, enduring the pain as she shuffled step by step to Fu Yisi’s side, reaching out to gently tug at his sleeve.

“Fu Yisi, are you angry?”

Fu Yisi still did not respond.

Ji Sang paused for a moment, then bent down to roll up her loose trousers, exposing the wounds on her leg before deliberately moving in front of Fu Yisi.

Grabbing the collar of his shirt, she forced him to look at her.

“Are you angry with me?”

Her voice deliberately softened, Ji Sang was adept at using her advantages – her clean, clear eyes stared unblinkingly into Fu Yisi’s.

Fu Yisi glanced down at her leg, his attractive Adam’s apple moved once, emitting a cold chuckle from his chest.

“Ji Sang, who taught you this?”

Caught off guard by Fu Yisi’s insight, Ji Sang scratched awkwardly behind her ear.

“Nobody taught me…”

That was not quite right… it was Zhang Ting who said acting cute worked, and last time it indeed seemed quite effective.

But now…

Ji Sang looked up at the coldness in Fu Yisi’s eyes, suddenly unsure whether the tactic of acting cute would still be effective.

“You are angry.”

This time, Ji Sang spoke with certainty, her eyes full of resolve.

The man looked at her for a long time, and finally, when Ji Sang could no longer bear standing for so long, his severe brows slightly relaxed. He sighed, bent down to pick her up, and put her on the single hospital bed.

“Why do you think I am angry?”

Fu Yisi propped his hand by her side, enveloping her in his arms, his eyes firmly locking onto Ji Sang, determined to make her realize what exactly the problem was.

The distance was too close; even though the expression in the man’s eyes was faint, the sense of oppression was immense.

Ji Sang suddenly felt her mouth dry, and she subconsciously licked her lips.

“I didn’t tell you about someone tracking me?”

The man’s gaze darkened at the sight of her tongue, his voice also a few shades huskier.

“Hmm? Just this?”

Ji Sang blinked blankly.

“Isn’t it?”

It was clearly when this matter was mentioned that his face turned pale.

Fu Yisi leaned in closer again.

“Then why would I be angry if you didn’t tell me about this?”

The man spoke earnestly, trying to lead her to a slow understanding, but on this front, Ji Sang was doomed not to be a good student.

“This matter is serious.”

“Hmm?”

“It’s not right to hide it; I should have told you.”

“Yes, and then?”

“Is there more?”

Ji Sang’s eyes widened slightly, how could there be more? She was supposed to tell him and didn’t, isn’t that the case?

Fu Yisi: …

The man looked up, covered Ji Sang’s watery eyes with his hand, and couldn’t resist pecking gently on her lips.

“Do you remember this morning?”

At Fu Yisi’s kiss as light as a dragonfly’s touch, Ji Sang’s heart quivered, her eyes covered, making the sensation even clearer.

Thump, thump.

Ji Sang felt her heartbeat start to become chaotic again.

Feeling the itch of eyelashes fluttering across his palm, Fu Yisi’s heart also tickled slightly.

“Don’t remember?”

As if on purpose, his tone lingered at the end of the sentence, particularly seductive.

This morning?

How could she possibly forget what happened in the morning?

This man, for whatever reason, kept muttering ‘wife, wife’ in her ear.

“…I remember.”

Fu Yisi’s eyebrows lifted in satisfaction.

“Do you still remember what you said?”

Fu Yisi was so close, Ji Sang was nearly engulfed in his unique woody cool fragrance, and when he spoke, his warm breath sprayed directly on her earlobe, scorchingly hot.

But the hand on her eyes was cold.

Perhaps this was what they call being between fire and ice.

Ji Sang raised her hand to pull away the man’s hand, but as soon as she touched the back of his hand, hers was caught and held within his.

She blinked, and as her vision cleared, she collided with the man’s deep gaze.

“Am I your wife?”

Finally, getting the answer he wanted to hear, Fu Yisi rewarded her with another kiss on her lips.

“You are my wife, so whatever happens, you can tell me, and I’ll help you solve it, okay?”

“Ji Sang, once you stepped into the Fu Family’s door, you became a part of me, Fu Yisi.”

“I have the right to be part of your life, so next time you face such dangers, you must tell me, understand?”

“Ji Sang”

“You can rely on me with confidence.”

“Don’t be too worn out.”