Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband

Chapter 162: Chapter 136 Ji Sang, Stop Coquettishly Whining to Me

Ji Sang blankly stared at her phone after the call was disconnected, thinking about the last sentence Han City said,

“Will you really come back soon?”

Ji Sang slumped on the sofa, her body soft and lifeless, her eyes vacantly staring at the door.

Admitting mistakes was a must, as for swearing… Ji Sang touched her nose, she wasn’t unable to swear, nor was she worried that Fu Yisi wouldn’t believe her, but she doubted whether she could do it.

In the end, she didn’t even understand why she was so obsessed with photography.

After her parents adopted her from the orphanage, the only thing she clearly remembered, etched deeply in her heart, was this matter.

Ji Sang felt that things couldn’t be that simple.

All these years, she had been firmly and decisively following the path of photography. Perhaps, there was something destined in the darkness, that gentle voice that frequently appeared in her dreams…

Ji Sang’s eyes and brows twitched slightly; could that be the source of her obsession with photography?

She had considered before that photography might be related to the orphanage, but she simply thought it was because someone casually mentioned it, so she remembered it in her heart.

Thinking about it now felt wrong. She had forgotten so many things; if it really was just a casual remark, how could she remember it so vividly?

Unless, the person who spoke to her was very important to her.

Ji Sang’s expression became somewhat serious; maybe it was because the orphanage had closed mysteriously, or maybe it was due to so many years of nightmares, but she always felt that what happened back then was not simple.

She had secretly investigated and asked her former primary doctor. Although having vague memories due to young age was normal, the extent of her condition definitely meant something had happened.

And that incident traumatized her.

Therefore, the Ji Family never wanted Ji Sang to receive treatment, and because of her fear of nightmares, she had never thought about this aspect over the years.

Ji Sang raised her hand to rub her temples, which started to throb faintly; it was always like this, whenever she tried to think about the past, her body would instinctively react.

She sighed. Just as Ji Sang was about to go out and ask the shop owner if he knew Fu Yisi’s whereabouts, she heard footsteps.

Having lived together for only a few months, Ji Sang could already identify the sound of the man’s walk.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and enduring her headache, she quickly lay back on the bed.

Acting weak and coquettish was indeed useful.

However, with Fu Yisi, she felt that using a tactic of enduring hardship would be easier to break through.

The moment the door was opened, Ji Sang curled up her body and buried her head in the blanket, her facial features slightly wrinkled.

Looking at the small bundle on the bed, the man furrowed his brows.

He hadn’t seen such an insecure posture for a long time, accustomed to Ji Sang’s restless sleeping position every night, accustomed to holding her in his arms, he almost forgot that before that, she always slept like this.

Fu Yisi walked over with light footsteps, pulled down the blanket a bit, and the sight of Ji Sang’s pale, scrunched-up face came into view.

The man thought she had a headache and moved her hair aside, gently applying medicine to the slightly raised area.

The medicine was a bit cold, and Ji Sang couldn’t help but hiss softly.

Fu Yisi paused his movement, looking down at the woman with her eyes tightly shut, her eyelids still trembling slightly, he then knew Ji Sang’s thoughts, and after applying the medicine, he stood up and placed the medicine bottle on the bedside table.

“If it hurts, apply some more.”

Ji Sang: …

Did I give myself away that quickly?

Footsteps sounded in the room, Ji Sang thought Fu Yisi was about to leave, and hurriedly opened her eyes.

This time, she directly crashed into the deep eyes of the man standing at the foot of the bed.

Fu Yisi casually placed his hands in his pockets, his left eyebrow raised,

“Trying to use a ploy of injuring oneself?”

See, the man saw through her completely.

Ji Sang smiled sheepishly, sitting up from the bed.

She hadn’t even started using it yet, but Fu Yisi had already seen through her.

According to Ji Sang’s character, she originally didn’t have the courage to continue, but whether it was due to her head hitting the headboard, her mind was dazed, Ji Sang crawled to the end of the bed, and tugged at the man’s clothes.

“Um, my head hurts, touch it again.”

Fu Yisi: …

The man ruthlessly pulled Ji Sang’s hand away, took a step back, and coldly looked down at the woman on the bed.

“Ji Sang, stop coquettishly pleading with me, we haven’t resolved the issue yet.”

Ji Sang touched her nose, sat up straight, still in a docile baby-like posture, cleared her throat.

“I was wrong.”

“I shouldn’t have gone to shoot without paying attention to my physical condition.”

“I shouldn’t have climbed that rock without considering safety.”

“The most, most important thing is, I shouldn’t have prioritized filming over my safety.”

“I will get better at this in the future.”

“So …”

“Fu Yisi, can you please not be mad anymore, okay?”

To appear sincere, Ji Sang even raised her hand.

Ji Sang didn’t deliberately act spoiled, but because she was a bit frail and her voice was soft and delicate, at first glance, one might think that Fu Yisi was bullying her.

Fu Yisi didn’t know what Ji Sang had done during this little time he was away that made her come up with such a plea. With that straightforward mind of hers, it was truly unexpected for him.

However, for him, this matter was nearly crossing the line.

Back then, his aunt, for her own dreams, also risked her life, but the outcome…

The man lowered his gaze, suppressing the fierce look in his eyes.

He didn’t really want to let this go so easily.

He had to teach Ji Sang a lesson.

Supporting her dreams was one thing, but if it involved risking her life, he wouldn’t just support her, he wasn’t above keeping her confined at home.

Not getting a response from Fu Yisi for a long time, Ji Sang’s raised hand began to tremble slightly, and her toes started curling nervously.

It seemed… not very effective.

Ji Sang’s heart fluttered, she could feel that this time Fu Yisi was truly angry. She was hoping that after finishing her tasks here, their relationship could take a bigger step forward, but she didn’t expect to argue and give each other the cold shoulder at this time.

“After returning, I won’t go to the TV station anymore, I won’t touch the DSLR either, I’ll just rest properly.”

Hearing this, the man finally opened his eyes and coldly glanced over.

His gaze paused for a moment when it touched Ji Sang’s slightly trembling hand.

Fu Yisi withdrew his gaze, turned around, and sat on the sofa, just as Ji Sang was about to follow him, the man spoke.

“One month.”

“Hm?”

“Stay at home for one month, Ji Sang, just talking is not enough.”

“Okay.”

Ji Sang quickly nodded.

One month then, she wasn’t in a rush during this period.

As long as Fu Yisi could calm down, that was fine.

Thinking this, Ji Sang quickly jumped off the bed and walked over to Fu Yisi, grabbing his hand.

“Are you not mad anymore?”