Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 135 - 109 Did you and Fu Yisi...do it?
Chapter 135 -109 Did you and Fu Yisi…do it?
Ms. Ji had casually mentioned that Fu Yisi was too controlling, with no hint of a complaint.
“I know.”
For someone like Fu Yisi, who found it troublesome to even make small talk when they first met, to be so controlling could only be due to love.
Su Ge glanced at her.
“Tsks, so this is what it looks like when our Ah Shang falls in love.”
“What is?”
Su Ge reached out and pointed at the corner of her mouth through the air.
“Look, the smile at the corners of your mouth can’t even be hidden. I simply mentioned Fu Yisi, and you become so spineless?”
They’d been married for so long, yet she reacted like she had just started dating Han City.
But…
Su Ge thought about that phone call from Fu Yisi; their current state wasn’t impossible.
“Eh, is Fu Yisi really dating you?”
“What?”
Dating?
Seeing Ms. Ji’s reaction, Su Ge felt she had her answer.
It must be that Fu Yisi hadn’t started yet, or didn’t know how to.
She couldn’t spoil the surprise just yet.
“No, I mean, you and Fu Yisi have been so sweet lately. Han City even called me specially that night of your birthday.”
“Hmm? What did he say?”
Her entire memory of that night was consumed by Ling Yuxuan’s new look and Fu Yisi’s jealousy; she really hadn’t paid attention to what Han City was doing.
“He said that the two of you were shamelessly displaying your affection in front of him and Ling Yuxuan, making him, a married man, almost unable to bear it, and that he would drag me next time to give you a taste of your own medicine.”
Ms. Ji: …
“Is that so?”
Were she and Fu Yisi really that affectionate in public?
“Oh, speaking of which…”
Su Ge wiped her hands and leaned in close to Ms. Ji, bending her brows playfully.
“So, how about it, do you like the gift I gave you?”
Ms. Ji glanced at her and moved back a bit after noticing the anticipation in Su Ge’s eyes.
“I knew your gift wouldn’t be anything normal.”
Su Ge: …
“So, you haven’t opened it? You really haven’t opened it? Ms. Ji, it’s a gift from me!”
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Ms. Ji, now immune to Su Ge’s feigned anger, casually fed her a peeled shrimp.
“With what Han City said, how could I dare to open it casually, and besides… I didn’t have time to open it after getting back.”
“No time?”
Su Ge narrowed her eyes slightly.
“Did you and Fu Yisi…?”
“…”
Ms. Ji blushed and gave her a scolding glance.
“Sister! Can’t you speak less directly?”
“What’s the issue? You’re in your twenties, and you still feel shy talking about this? So, did you do it or not?”
Ms. Ji: …
“No.”
After returning home that night, Fu Yisi was just jealous, and although things almost escalated, there was no way he would touch her since he did not even want her to help him with her hands.
“Tsks, Fu Yisi can really hold back. If it weren’t for you saying he’s fine, I would start to have my doubts.”
Leaving Ah Shang, such a beauty, untouched.
Thinking about it, Su Ge gently elbowed Ms. Ji.
“I’m saying, maybe there’s something on your end too. What’s with the stubbornness? It’s not scary, just enjoy it. Make sure to be prepared for next time, and remember to use the gift I gave you.”
Hearing this, Ms. Ji helplessly shook her head.
She knew Sister’s gift would never surprise her pleasantly.
Usually, it was more of a shock.
…
At ten o’clock at night, in a bar in B City,
Song Xiu casually found a corner to sit by himself, downing drink after drink.
To think he had known Ms. Ji for over two years now. From initial admiration to later worship, and then, after seeing her in person at the TV station, those feelings of worship slowly started to change flavor.
Was it affection?
There must be a little bit, right?
Otherwise, why would seeing her at the TV station make him so happy? And why would the knowledge of her being with Dr. Fu cause a dull ache deep in his heart?
But then, he doubts. How could he feel this way after just a short month or so? Can one really fall so deeply for a person in such a short period of time?
If it’s not affection, then why is he so upset?
He couldn’t figure it out.
Song Xiu called for another bottle and began drinking glass after glass.
He never liked the pungent taste of alcohol and always rejected it, even avoiding the training related to it during family tutoring sessions.
Now, he suddenly found himself somewhat enamored with the taste.
Stimulating his taste buds, numbing his nerves.
Attempting to cast aside those indescribable feelings for Ji Sang with the help of alcohol, just for this evening.
To simply be by her side, to be a good assistant, even if there wasn’t much time left.
When Wang Ting accidentally discovered Song Xiu in the corner, he was already drunk.
“Song Xiu? Why are you drinking so much?”
Wang Ting scanned the bottles on the table, her brows furrowing deeply.
She had come here for a drink too because she was feeling down, but she never expected to run into Song Xiu.
Wang Ting didn’t know why, but she suddenly cracked a smile.
Could this be fate?
Wang Ting gazed at Song Xiu, who was sprawled out on the sofa, intently for a solid two minutes.
Then she sighed, squatted in front of him, and began gently patting his face.
“Song Xiu? Wake up.”
But Song Xiu’s tolerance for alcohol was simply too poor; he cracked open his eyes to glance at her once before closing them again, muttering something under his breath.
Wang Ting paused, then leaned closer to listen. After a few attempts, she made out the two words he was saying:
“Sister Ji.”
Her eyes flickered and Wang Ting pursed her lips, letting out a soft sigh.
“So, your feelings for Sister Ji are not just simple admiration.”
As if he heard Wang Ting’s response, Song Xiu started to repeatedly mumble those two words.
Wang Ting sat by his side, staying with him, listening.
…
When Ji Sang received the call at half-past eleven, she had just finished dealing with a big pile of work with Su Ge.
“Is this Ms. Ji?”
Ji Sang moved the phone away to see Song Xiu’s name on the display and her brows knitted together.
“Yes, it is.”
“This is Comet Bar. Your friend is here and he’s drunk.”
“Song Xiu?”
The bar staff glanced at Wang Ting beside them.
“Yes.”
“Okay, I understand.”
After hanging up, the bar staff handed the phone over to Wang Ting, not hiding the confusion in their eyes.
This lady clearly knew the gentleman, so why not just take him home herself?
Wang Ting just smiled, returned the phone to Song Xiu’s hand, and went upstairs to sit at a spot where she could see him.
On this end, right after Ji Sang hung up the call, Su Ge asked,
“What happened?”
“My assistant from the TV station got drunk at a bar.”
Su Ge frowned,
“So, are you going to pick him up?”
Ji Sang pursed her lips and shook her head,
“It’s not very convenient.”
Suddenly, it seemed Ji Sang thought of something, turned to ask Su Ge,
“Do you have Chris’s contact information?”
Su Ge paused for a moment,
“Yes.”
“Send her a message.”
Chris and Song Xiu’s mother are friends. Letting Chris know would mean his family would be informed too.
Even though Su Ge didn’t understand why, he still made a phone call to Chris.
“Tell me, what’s going on?”
