Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 16 - 8 The Woman Who Picked the Flower on the Precipice_2

"What, do you dislike it?"

Ms. Ji quickly snapped back to reality and shook her head.

She was just marveling that Fu Yisi wasn't as cold and distant as he appeared.

Fu Yisi's eyes were dark and deep, his smile cool and detached. He no longer looked at her as he entered the office, walking straight to the changing area without regard for the person behind him.

The door, however, wasn't closed.

Xiao Zhang watched Fu Yisi's actions with some amazement, swallowed a few times, then approached,

"Miss? Uh... Do you want to come in and wait? It's quite cold outside."

Ms. Ji nodded slightly at him and also walked into the office.

It was indeed cold outside, and with the stomach pain, she really couldn't bear it.

But she didn't close the door either; instead, it was Xiao Zhang who followed her in and asked with a beaming smile,

"May I know how to address you, Miss?"

Ms. Ji paused for a moment, considering his relationship with Fu Yisi, and then gave her name.

Having found out what he wanted, Xiao Zhang's eyes crinkled with a smile,

"Then I won't disturb you, Ms. Ji."

After saying this, he quickly left the office, even taking the care to close the door for them.

Ms. Ji: ...

She always felt that Fu Yisi's assistant's expression was somewhat ambiguous.

Ms. Ji, waiting in the office, did not know, and neither did Fu Yisi who was inside, that at this very moment, rumors of the aloof and frigid top flower of City First Hospital having a girlfriend had spread to every corner of the hospital.

Indeed, all thanks to Xiao Zhang's big mouth.

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In just a few minutes of waiting, Ms. Ji couldn't resist and fell asleep on the office desk. However, it wasn't long before Ms. Ji's face turned pale, her brows furrowed restlessly, and she began to mutter softly:

"Don't hit, don't hit Xiao Feng."

"Ah, don't hit us, we didn't steal food."

"We didn't steal, please don't hit anymore."

"Xiao Feng, we're not scared, the reporter aunt said she would help us."

...

When Fu Yisi came out after tidying himself up, this was the scene he encountered.

Ms. Ji was wearing a thin shirt, leaning on the desk with her eyes closed, furrowing her brows, and whispering something, her face looking even paler under the office lights.

His eyebrows moved slightly, and as Fu Yisi came closer, he noticed the cold sweat on her forehead.

"Ms. Ji?"

Fu Yisi pursed his lips and gently patted the woman's shoulder with his hand.

Ms. Ji woke up from the nightmare in an instant, her pupils contracted, and she looked shockingly at the man before her.

Fu Yisi furrowed his brow and spoke as if his voice was coming from the distant sky,

"What happened?"

Seeing her awaken and stare at him, Fu Yisi straightened up and slipped the hand that had patted the woman's shoulder into his pocket.

Ms. Ji moved without thinking, her body instinctively sitting upright as she reached forward and grasped his sleeve.

This action made not only Fu Yisi's figure pause, but even Ms. Ji herself instantly snapped out of the nightmare.

Ms. Ji quickly withdrew her hand.

Her face showed confusion and even a bite to her own lip in annoyance,

"Are you... alright now?"

Fu Yisi's hair was slightly damp, and the smell of disinfectant on him had also diminished significantly. Ji Sang was surprised, thinking about the sound of water he had heard before falling asleep.

Is the facility at City First Hospital that good? A doctor's office comes with a shower.

Fu Yisi loosened his shirt collar and handed his coat to Ji Sang.

"Let's go."

Ji Sang blankly took his clothes, looked at Fu Yisi who had already walked to the door waiting, and noticed the impatience in his eyes, she hurriedly followed.

Along the way, they encountered quite a few people, and all of them cast measuring glances at Ji Sang.

Fu Yisi showed no difference in demeanor, but Ji Sang was somewhat puzzled.

There weren't so many people in the hospital just now, why are there suddenly so many people at this time?

What Ji Sang didn't know was that after the news that Fu Yisi had a girlfriend spread, everyone in the hospital, men and women alike, made it a point to walk around the fifth-floor surgical clinic as if on cue, wanting to see who the sacred woman was that could pick the high-standing flower, Dr. Fu.

For Ji Sang, this journey was particularly difficult.

She was not like Fu Yisi, who could ignore the stares of those people. This kind of attention was what gave her the biggest headache.

As a child in the orphanage, because of the attention, she suffered, and thus she had always been fearful, which led to what was now called social anxiety disorder.

The moment she sat in the car, Ji Sang let out a long sigh of relief.

The inside of the car was somewhat dim, hiding many things, yet it could not conceal the fear lurking in Ji Sang's eyes.

Fu Yisi sat in the driver's seat, staring at her, watching for a long while.

Ji Sang sensed it and turned her head.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Yisi didn't speak, starting the car.

They returned to a silent and peaceful atmosphere.

Ji Sang was a bit tired, she sat back limply, her fingers tapping on the window intermittently, occasionally turning to look at the night view of S City outside the window.

It was then she realized that this was not the way home at all.

Thinking back to what Fu Yisi said in the morning, Ji Sang thought he was taking her to his apartment near the hospital to pick up a car.

Her fingers unconsciously pressed on her abdomen.

It was already numb from not eating an hour later than usual.

Fu Yisi caught her small motion without a word, and silently pressed the accelerator a bit more. Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a restaurant.

Ji Sang blinked and turned to look at Fu Yisi.

"Weren't we going to your apartment to get the car?"

Fu Yisi unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, and then walked to Ji Sang's side, opening the car door for her.

"Eat first."

Hearing these words, Ji Sang suddenly looked up at Fu Yisi, paused for a moment without getting out of the car. Fu Yisi was not in a hurry, standing at the door, waiting.

People nearby glanced over, Ji Sang's face turned slightly warm, suddenly feeling that the gentlemanly Fu Yisi was not cold at all.

She lowered her gaze and got out of the car, following Fu Yisi into the restaurant.

Obviously, Fu Yisi was very familiar with this restaurant, and without the need for the waiter's guidance, he headed straight to a private room inside.

Ji Sang raised her eyebrows slightly. It had only been about ten minutes since they left the hospital, and Fu Yisi had made a call in the middle.

It was coincidence that they went out to eat tonight, and a single phone call could book a private room in this upscale restaurant. It was only at this moment that Ji Sang truly understood.

Just how deep the roots of the Fu Family were in S City.

After sitting down, Fu Yisi expertly ordered, choosing all the light dishes, and even ordered a porridge. Ji Sang, who always loved spicy food, wanted to order a spicy dish but was silently stopped by his deep gaze.

After the waiter left, Fu Yisi leaned back slightly in his chair and said faintly,

"Have a stomach problem?"