Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 137 - 111: Truly a Couple
Chapter 137: Chapter 111: Truly a Couple
After Chris received the call from Su Ge last night, she directly informed Zhang Qiao. Naturally, when she picked up Song Xiu, she heard the name 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 home seems to be more than just knowing what she and his father had in mind. It appears he already has someone 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 remember what happened in the bar, nor how he returned home.
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 moment and, in annoyance, ruffled his hair and muttered softly,
“F*ck”
How did she come 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.
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At the City Hospital of S City, in the fourth-floor office of Fu Yisi, the man was looking at the documents 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 meant that the situation must certainly be at its worst.
Fu Yisi asked with a heavy voice,
“How much time 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 judgment in a matter-of-fact tone.
Afterward, he asked,
“You’ve never asked me for help before. Who is this person?”
He knew that before asking him to take the case, Fu Yisi must have already reviewed the medical 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 seemed 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 someone in the lab; he was somewhat shocked at the time, 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 time before finally speaking slowly,
“I’ll find time 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 meant for hospital treatment, but there wasn’t much they could do there, so the two of them took care of their health there.
Perhaps Yang Jun sensed something, 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 somewhat 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 meant 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 times before coming to a stop. The man, who was always calm and strategic, seemed somewhat at a loss when it came 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 camera.
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 me 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 camera 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 mention the basic issues of lighting and angle, he could barely use a camera.
“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 moment.
Having prepared to take photos of Sister, how could he not do some research beforehand?
Having received no response for some time, Han City turned his head and saw the hesitation on Ji Sang’s lips, as if he understood what she was thinking.
“Sister, pardon me, 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 camera within a few minutes.
When Song Xiu came in, he immediately 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 seemed to understand something, 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 mention of the Ms. Wang he had yet to meet 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 someone he liked.
Zhang Qiao didn’t say much more but looked towards the entrance just in time 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 moment, Song Xiu felt as if his world was being shaken.
