Chapter 137: Chapter 111: Truly a Couple
After Chris received the call from Su Ge last night, she directly inford Zhang Qiao. Naturally, when she picked up Song Xiu, she heard the na he was muttering,
“Ji Sang”
Thinking about how Ji Sang was also the photographer working with him at the S City TV station, Zhang Qiao figured it all out.
There’s no better knower of the son than the mother; Song Xiu’s resistance to going ho seems to be more than just knowing what she and his father had in mind. It appears he already has soone special in his heart.
It’s just…
Zhang Qiao’s gaze flickered slightly. In a family like theirs, marriage really can’t be too free.
On the other side, Song Xiu, after sobering up from his hangover, finally regained consciousness. He couldn’t rember what happened in the bar, nor how he returned ho.
It was only after he especially asked the family driver that he found out he had troubled Ji Sang again.
Song Xiu: …
Even the usually well-mannered boy couldn’t contain himself at this mont and, in annoyance, ruffled his hair and muttered softly,
“F*ck”
How did she co to see him in such a state?
The freshly awakened Song Xiu wouldn’t think as to why Ji Sang would know he was at that particular bar.
…
At the City Hospital of S City, in the fourth-floor office of Fu Yisi, the man was looking at the docunts on his computer with a very dark and heavy expression.
His phone on the desk displayed an active call.
“Old Fu, it’s too late, it’s already in the advanced stage, and the cancer cells have spread; even if she starts chemotherapy now, her body won’t last much longer,”
said Fu Yisi’s university classmate, Chen Mo, a top oncologist at a leading private hospital in B City. His words are authoritative in the field of oncology.
Even he said so, which ant that the situation must certainly be at its worst.
Fu Yisi asked with a heavy voice,
“How much ti is left?”
“It’s hard to say, at most three months. When they first discovered it, it was already in the late stages, and they chose not to treat it. Now it’s even harder,”
On the other end, Chen Mo stated his professional judgnt in a matter-of-fact tone.
Afterward, he asked,
“You’ve never asked for help before. Who is this person?”
He knew that before asking him to take the case, Fu Yisi must have already reviewed the dical records and knew just how bad the situation was, with absolutely no room for recovery. Yet he still referred the person to him… In his impression, Fu Yisi was not one to make a futile struggle.
The man’s deep eyes seed to harbor a vortex, dark and mysterious, exuding an unsettling cold light.
Fu Yisi swallowed,
“She is my mother-in-law.”
Chen Mo didn’t know what to say at this point.
He had heard about Fu Yisi getting married from soone in the lab; he was sowhat shocked at the ti, a bit surreal, but now he truly felt the reality of it.
The man spoke again,
“Try to make her suffer as little as possible.”
Chen Mo agreed and then asked,
“Does your… wife know?”
Fu Yisi remained silent for a long ti before finally speaking slowly,
“I’ll find ti to tell her.”
After hanging up the phone, the man stood up and walked to the window.
Fu Yisi had only learned about this a few days ago.
Yang Jun was diagnosed with late-stage breast cancer six months ago.
The six months she went to Singapore were originally ant for hospital treatnt, but there wasn’t much they could do there, so the two of them took care of their health there.
Perhaps Yang Jun sensed sothing, aware of the condition her body was in. That’s why she returned before Ji Sang’s birthday, to spend a good birthday with her.
They didn’t want to tell Ji Sang.
Fu Yisi raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. He found it sowhat hard to imagine what Ji Sang’s reaction would be after learning about this.
Not only the parents were afraid, he was also very afraid.
He knew what Yang Jun ant to Ji Sang. She wasn’t her biological mother, but she was better than one. She had said that she loved her parents dearly. It was they who had saved her from the orphanage, they who had allowed her to chase her dreams.
He was afraid that Ji Sang would not be able to move on.
Fu Yisi picked up his phone, his fingers sliding across the screen a few tis before coming to a stop. The man, who was always calm and strategic, seed sowhat at a loss when it ca to matters concerning Ji Sang.
At 6:30 PM, as the fashion show was about to start, fans surrounded the venue outside, and the invited celebrities confidently smiled and walked down the red carpet on cara.
Having wrapped up his company duties, Han City rushed over.
His and Ji Sang’s tickets were both in the VIP section. Ji Sang had taken her seat before him, and the first thing Han City said to her when he arrived was,
“Sister, teach later, will you?”
Ji Sang instantly thought of what Su Ge had said last night, wanted to laugh, but managed to hold it in.
She nodded.
“Okay.”
She couldn’t dampen the enthusiasm of a man wanting to take lovely photos of his wife.
But as soon as Han City took out the cara and started to fiddle with it, Ji Sang understood why Su Ge had been so ruthlessly critical.
Han City’s photographic skills… were indeed indescribable.
Not to ntion the basic issues of lighting and angle, he could barely use a cara.
“Sister, what does this button do?”
“Sister, why is everything so blurry here; I can’t make out anything.”
“Sister, it’s so dark here, what can I even capture?”
“…”
Ji Sang: …..
She seriously wondered if Han City had been possessed by Ling Yuxuan at this mont.
Having prepared to take photos of Sister, how could he not do so research beforehand?
Having received no response for so ti, Han City turned his head and saw the hesitation on Ji Sang’s lips, as if he understood what she was thinking.
“Sister, pardon , I’ve been busy with company matters, and this thing, I entrusted my assistant to buy it before coming, and…”
Han City raised his eyebrows,
“Isn’t that why I have you, Sister? It’d be a waste not to learn from such a good teacher.”
Ji Sang: ….
His assumption was so natural, it was very much like Sister’s.
Truly a married couple.
So, in the few minutes before the show started, Ji Sang patiently explained a bit to Han City. It wasn’t long, and she didn’t say much.
But luckily, Han City was quick-witted and managed to grasp the basics of how to use the cara within a few minutes.
When Song Xiu ca in, he imdiately saw Ji Sang.
His throat went dry and he quickly looked away, following Zhang Qiao to the VIP seats.
Their seats were right in front of Ji Sang’s to the left.
After sitting down, Song Xiu felt uneasy and rigid, daring not to move a muscle.
Noticing his tension, Zhang Qiao seed to understand sothing, glanced around, and upon spotting Ji Sang, her lips drew into a frown.
“Xiu.”
“Uh-huh?”
“When Ms. Wang arrives later, pay attention and get along well.”
The ntion of the Ms. Wang he had yet to et made Song Xiu visibly displeased.
Nobody would like to be set up on a blind date arranged by family, especially not a young man like Song Xiu, who had soone he liked.
Zhang Qiao didn’t say much more but looked towards the entrance just in ti to see Wang Ting arriving.
She gave a slight wave, and Wang Ting approached with a smile.
“Auntie.”
Hearing this familiar voice, Song Xiu suddenly looked up to see that the so-called Ms. Wang was none other than Wang Ting. For a mont, Song Xiu felt as if his world was being shaken.
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