Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband

Chapter 117: Chapter 91: What should I do before going to sleep later?

Fu Yisi suddenly remembered Yi Feng, the young master of Yi Group, who also spent some time in Tianxin Orphanage as a child, and even had a good relationship with Ji Sang.

Could this matter be related to the Yi Family?

The man’s gaze grew deeper.

“Dad, rest assured, everything will be done ensuring her safety.”

Ji Hanwen then nodded his head, reassuringly patting his shoulder. With those words from Fu Yisi, he felt much more at ease.

Even though the Yi Family still had some underground forces not yet eradicated, in front of the Fu Family, they were still not up to par. After all, the Fu Family had been established for over a hundred years, having experienced all the turmoil that came with it.

The matter concerning Fu Zhixing is uncomfortable for anyone. It is only right for Fu Yisi to want to uncover the truth of the past.

“If there’s anything I can help with, just let me know.”

Fu Yisi nodded almost imperceptibly, finally voicing the doubts that had been in his heart since he saw the two.

“Dad, Mom’s health…”

Fu Yisi barely brought it up before he saw Ji Hanwen’s face visibly darken.

Silence spread through the study.

After a long while, the figure standing by the window finally showed a trace of breakdown.

“I came back this time, actually to ask for your help with something.”

Ji Hanwen turned around, his eyes full of sorrow.

“I want to gamble with fate once more.”

…

Ji Sang’s room was located on the third floor, no, it would be more accurate to say the entire third floor was hers. A room, dressing room, a collection room for cameras, and a balcony garden.

This was Fu Yisi’s first time stepping here.

The overall style was distinctly different from the two floors below, leaning towards a simple European style yet mixed with some Southeast Asian elements. The color scheme was also in the light hues Ji Sang liked.

Light aqua, light blue, light purple.

Many colors, yet none felt out of place.

Even Fu Yisi, who didn’t usually like overly bright colors, found the arrangement appealing to the eye.

“Did you design all these yourself?”

The man asked softly, turning his head.

Ji Sang nodded proudly, her eyes brimming with pride and arrogance.

“A graduation gift, I put a lot of thought into it.”

The rework of the entire third floor was no small task.

“I prefer the ocean, so I lean towards these light colors, they look gentle and very comfortable.”

Fu Yisi, as if rewarding her, patted her head.

“Very nice.”

The overall style, in fact, seemed very much like Ji Sang herself.

When first met, Ji Sang was like the light blue color, cool and non-aggressive, but difficult to approach. Later, under his provocation, the shyness she displayed had touches of purple tenderness. Now, after understanding each other’s feelings, she could finally boldly express herself in front of him.

Occasionally playful like the light aqua color.

Receiving praise from Fu Yisi, Ji Sang’s eyes clearly showed her happiness, differing from the joy when the renovation was completed.

Now, she could finally share her likes with the person she loved.

Ji Sang’s room was spacious, with photo frames everywhere.

Fu Yisi glanced around but noticed most were landscapes or her own works. Only a few included other people, fewer still of her alone, let alone just herself.

The man looked at a photo of Ji Sang with Su Ge placed by the door leading to the outside terrace, fell silent for a moment, but couldn’t help it.

His brows slightly furrowed.

“Can we change this one?”

It looked unpleasant no matter how he looked at it.

Moreover, most of the photos in this room were of Su Ge. If it weren’t for this being the Ji Family’s home, if Ji Sang weren’t standing next to him, he might have thought this was Su Ge’s room.

“Ah? What’s wrong?”

Ji Sang, not understanding, looked at Fu Yisi then walked to that photo, inspecting it closely but finding nothing clashing with the room’s decor.

This one was taken by a passerby in France when Ji Sang and Sister went there, also the evening when Ji Sang wore a red dress for the first time.

“Is it not nice?”

Fu Yisi’s mouth twitched slightly, his jawline tensing.

“Not at all.”

He just felt that her radiance, smiling so beautifully beside someone else, was somewhat dazzling.

Even if there was a woman by her side, even if that woman was her best friend.

“Why change it then?”

Fu Yisi: …

“This is your room, and it will be our room when we return. Why keep hers here?”

Ji Sang: ??????

“What does it matter? I only have a photo of me and Sister.”

The room is large, and without some decoration it would seem very empty, which is why she originally decided to bring in some of her own works, choosing one of her and Sister to enlarge and display here.

“Isn’t there also mine?”

Fu Yisi frowned slightly, looking displeased at the photo of the two people smiling and lowering their heads.

Most importantly, was Su Ge’s arm actually around Ji Sang’s waist?

Do best friends really need to be this close?

Ji Sang: …

“Yours…?”

“What about it?”

Fu Yisi glanced at her.

“We spent a whole morning shooting, and there’s not a single good one?”

Sensing Fu Yisi’s displeasure, even if she didn’t understand why, Ji Sang quickly shook her head.

“There are, many.”

“Then pick one and replace this one.”

“…”

Ji Sang hesitantly looked towards the man.

“You… mean to put your photo here?”

“Mm.”

Fu Yisi crossed his arms, leaning against the wall with his chin slightly raised.

“This… isn’t quite right.”

This position lying in bed, one glance and you can see it; to replace it with that photo she took of Fu Yisi?

That was Fu Yisi in a bathrobe, taken in the bathroom!!!

Why would you put such a suggestive photo in her room?!

What if her parents saw, what if Sister knew, what would they think!

The man noticed the surprise and resistance in Ji Sang’s eyes, his own eyes slightly narrowing.

“It’s fine if we don’t put it, we can wait until we take another one and replace it later, but for now, take this down.”

Ji Sang: …

“Is it necessary?”

She truly felt that this photo was great to have here.

“So”

Fu Yisi slowly approached Ji Sang, bent down, and whispered in her ear,

“Don’t you find it awkward when you sleep at night, hmm? Should I do something about it?”

Ji Sang was startled by his sudden closeness, shrinking her neck due to his hot breath and his words.

Do…

What does he want to do?

Ji Sang looked up only to catch Fu Yisi’s meaningful eyes.

“Remove… remove it immediately.”

Ji Sang bent over to escape Fu Yisi’s somewhat oppressive presence, obediently folded the tripod, and placed the photo in the collection room next door.

She muttered quietly,

“So weird.”

Behind her, Fu Yisi, who heard every word, raised an eyebrow, shook his head amusedly, turned around, but the smile faded away upon seeing the photo of Ji Sang, Father Ji, and Mrs. Ji—a family of three on the bedside table.

In the study, Father Ji said,

“Ah Shang is really too sentimental, I’m afraid she won’t be able to move on.”

But Father Ji wasn’t the only one who was worried.