From the ssage she sent at noon, he thought she was quite proactive, but why didn't it seem that way when he started the conversation just now?
The man's eyes shimred with fluctuating light.
If his father had not told him that phrase:
She is your wife
He might not have been troubled about their interactions.
After all, Fu Yisi, this person, dons the coat of a gentleman on the outside, but deep down he is a proud and haughty prince, succinctly put — he's reserved but passionate.
After finishing his wash, Fu Yisi, dressed in a grey howear, ca downstairs and silently stared at the four dishes and one soup laid out on the table.
He never imagined that there would co a day in his life when there would be a woman at ho who would don an apron for him and prepare four dishes and a soup waiting for his return.
Just as Fu Yisi was trying to experience the so-called warmth of family his father spoke of, the woman rely said "let's eat" and started devouring her food.
Her manner of eating... was sowhat bold.
As if, she made these dishes more for herself rather than as the so-called duty of a wife.
His mood dropped significantly.
Ji Sang saw that Fu Yisi hadn't touched his chopsticks for a long ti and paused slightly,
"Don't you like these?"
Fu Yisi didn't speak, but eventually, he moved his chopsticks. He had just eaten a small piece when his gaze paused and looked at the woman opposite in surprise.
He really did not expect her culinary skills to be so good. It was said that Mr. and Mrs. Ji doted on her greatly, yet they were willing to let her cook.
Both of them were not very talkative, making the al exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional sound of chopsticks touching the edge of the bowl.
Fu Yisi didn't like eating outside, and he would cook at ho as well, although his cooking skills were just barely enough to make the food swallowable.
After the al, Fu Yisi took the initiative to say,
"I'll wash."
Ji Sang looked at him sowhat surprised, and before she could recover, Fu Yisi's long legs had already stepped into the kitchen, reaching for an apron to put on, and then pulled out gloves from a cabinet below, putting on two pairs! Ji Sang watched in astonishnt as he began washing.
Watching his proficient movents, Ji Sang confird that he really knew how to wash dishes. Since he did, she didn't need to stay there anymore and went upstairs to take a bath first.
She felt a bit weary today, her head sowhat groggy.
The master bedroom here was bigger than Fu Yisi's room in the Fu Family's ho, with a considerably larger bathroom that even contained a bathtub.
Ji Sang ran hot water, laid in it, and slightly closed her eyes, enjoying the relaxation the hot water brought to her body. Ji Sang didn't dare to soak for too long, afraid she might accidentally fall asleep. She had done this before, and the consequence was a severe cold that wouldn't heal without lying in bed for a few days.
After drying her hair, Ji Sang lied on the bed and made a video call to her parents.
It took about a minute before it was picked up.
"Hey! Ah Shang! You're back in the country?"
Yang Jun looked at the cara with a smile, Ji Hanwen stood behind Yang Jun, looking at the cara affectionately and asked warmly,
"Ah Shang, did you miss daddy and mommy?"
Ji Sang's eyes imdiately reddened,
"Yes."
She hadn't seen them for six months, naturally, she missed them.
"Daddy and mommy miss you too. We haven't seen Ah Shang for half a year, and you seem to have lost weight, haven't you been eating well?"
Ji Sang smiled, they always thought she was too thin, always wanting her to eat more.
"Mom and dad, I've been eating well! Is Singapore fun?"
"It's quite nice, next ti let's go, the three of us together."
Yang Jun said with a smile, it's just that Ji Sang didn't notice at the ti, a touch of sorrow flickered in the eyes of the two in the video.
"Mhm."
This was when Yang Jun noticed the color of the bedsheet behind her,
"Ah Shang, where are you?"
Ji Sang hadn't had the chance to respond when Ji Hanwen gently nudged Yang Jun,
"Of course, at her and Xiao Fu's new place, darling, right?"
Ji Sang nodded, and only then did Yang Jun co back to her senses, tears welling up in her eyes,
"Ah, just like that, Ah Shang is married."
"Mom—"
Ji Sang found it sowhat hilarious, given that it was her mom who had been keen on setting up the blind date with Fu Yisi, yet half a year had passed and she had seemingly forgotten all about it.
At that point, Ji Hanwen clicked his tongue, pointed at his head, and wore a smile,
"Sweetheart, don't mind your mom? She's got a bit of a problem here."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Yang Jun's palm made its way towards Ji Hanwen's head,
"Are you despising now?"
Ji Hanwen hastened to shout several tis,
"Not at all, not at all."
Then ca a little playful skirmish.
Watching this, Ji Sang couldn't help but smile. Her parents, oh her parents, had a great relationship, consistent over the decades. Since she joined the Ji Family, they often playfully bickered like this. Of course, both of them were exceedingly good to her, treating her just like their biological daughter.
"Mom and Dad, you've played all day, go rest well."
Ji Sang spoke out to stop their bickering.
Mr. and Mrs. Ji looked reluctant but after lecturing her a few more tis, they slowly hung up the call. It was only after hanging up that Ji Sang realized she had forgotten to share today's events with them.
Oh well, it could always be shared later.
Truly tired, Ji Sang fell asleep not long after hanging up.
By the ti Fu Yisi ca out of the study it was almost ten o'clock. Returning to the bedroom, he saw the woman sleeping sweetly on the bed, a vein on his forehead throbbed slightly,
How did this woman manage not to leave any space for him to lie down on such a big bed?
Pinching the bridge of his nose which was becoming sore, Fu Yisi walked to the bed, looking at the woman whose mouth was slightly open. He gently pushed,
"Wake up."
The woman smacked her lips and her palm ungraciously slapped the man's hand.
Smack!
That sound was particularly loud in the room. Looking at his reddened hand, Fu Yisi's face darkened, but the culprit flipped over unconsciously,
Still sprawling in a starfish position, occupying the entire bed.
Fu Yisi's eyes then shifted to the sofa at the foot of the bed, ntally weighing whether sleeping on the sofa or the bed would be less painful.
After pondering for a long while, Fu Yisi decided to still sleep on the bed.
Sleeping on the sofa would definitely cause backache, while there might be a slight chance of comfort on the bed.
Thus, Fu Yisi leaned over, unapologetically moved Ji Sang's legs to one side, then grabbed the blanket and rolled her up tightly.
Looking at the woman who couldn't move, Fu Yisi nodded in satisfaction, took a thin blanket from the closet, and laid down.
Comfortable!
In the middle of the night, Ji Sang woke up feeling hot.
Blearily looking at the blanket rolled around her and the man deeply asleep next to her, she scratched her head, exerting so effort to unwrap the blanket from herself.
"Phew—"
She rembered the blanket was properly covering her when she fell asleep. How did it suddenly get so tightly wrapped?
Looking at the thin blanket on the man, a flicker of guilt passed through Ji Sang's eyes.
Could it be because she had rolled all the blanket to herself that he had no choice but to use just the thin blanket? Although it was late spring, the nights were still quite chilly.
Thinking this, Ji Sang carefully divided so blanket over Fu Yisi, then turned over and went back to sleep facing away from him.
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