Chapter 111: Chapter 85 My Wife, Ji Sang

Ji Sang’s footsteps paused as she descended the stairs, her head hung low, scrutinizing her attire for the evening—neither flamboyant nor inappropriate.

“What’s wrong?”

It had taken her quite a while to find and choose this dress.

For such an occasion, you simply couldn’t show up in casual wear.

Fu Yisi remained silent. He took Ji Sang’s hand and led her back to the bedroom on the second floor, heading straight for the closet. He selected a white mid-sleeve casual shirt and a pair of light-colored capri jeans.

“Change into this set.”

Ji Sang: …

“It’ll be hot.”

It was already late May. Wearing these somewhat snug jeans might be oppressively warm.

Fu Yisi took heed of this concern, putting the jeans back and instead picked out a pair of loose, straight-leg cropped jeans.

“These? The place we’re going to eat has air conditioning, you won’t feel hot.”

After saying that, the man looked pleased with himself as he arched an eyebrow and handed the clothes to Ji Sang.

“Go change.”

Ji Sang: …

Taking the clothes and intending to change, she couldn’t help but feel upset after just a couple of steps.

“Is what I’m wearing really that bad?”

Ever since she returned, she had been picking out her clothes. After much difficulty, she had chosen this dress, and even her makeup was matched to it. And yet, this man had her change immediately upon his return?

Facing Ji Sang, who was now slightly upset, Fu Yisi fell silent for a moment.

However, it was that brief moment that made Ji Sang feel that she really had chosen the wrong outfit, which led to her feeling dejected and resignedly opting to change.

As she turned around, self-doubt crept in.

Had her taste in fashion suddenly deteriorated?

Just as she was about to enter the bathroom, the man behind her spoke up.

“It’s not that.”

Ji Sang stopped in her tracks.

“Huh? It’s not what?”

Fu Yisi sighed and stepped forward.

“It doesn’t look bad.”

“So why change? I spent a long time choosing it.”

Ji Sang’s voice tapered off, softer now, tinged with a hint of grievance.

Indeed, this was her first time formally meeting Fu Yisi’s college friends. Although his reassurances were comforting, the inevitable nervousness remained.

It was something that couldn’t be helped.

It was just her nature.

But for Fu Yisi, she was willing to try her best to overcome it.

Fu Yisi discreetly adjusted the neckline of Ji Sang’s clothing upwards.

“Because it looks too good. I barely see you like this, so why let them?”

“…”

Ji Sang looked at Fu Yisi with a face full of surprise.

What kind of reasoning was that?

“It’s not that; after all, it’s still your gathering…”

She couldn’t possibly embarrass him.

The corners of Fu Yisi’s fine brows twitched, probably understanding the dilemma that had been plaguing her. A glint of amusement flashed in his eyes as he affectionately stroked her nose.

“Don’t worry.”

“…”

It wasn’t until they arrived at the restaurant for the gathering that Ji Sang understood what Fu Yisi’s reassurances meant.

Upon seeing the private room filled exclusively with men, Ji Sang instinctively stepped back, hiding behind Fu Yisi. One hand was held tightly by him, impossible to pull away, while her other free hand poked him in the side.

Didn’t you say others would bring their partners, too?

Where are they?

Fu Yisi unnoticeably grabbed Ji Sang’s mischievous fingers, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered,

“Are they blaming me?”

Ji Sang: ……

Zhou Zhen, seated at the head of the table as the first-generation elder, witnessed Fu Yisi’s intimacy with a woman for the first time and, just like everyone else, was taken aback.

Fortunately, with his age and experience, Zhou Zhen quickly recovered. He stood up and approached Fu Yisi,

“It’s been a long time, Junior Brother Fu.”

Obviously aware of Fu Yisi’s obsession with cleanliness, Zhou Zhen merely extended his hand symbolically, then immediately shifted all of his attention to Ji Sang standing beside Fu Yisi.

“Who is this?”

Fu Yisi slightly tightened his hold on Ji Sang’s hand and pulled her in front of him,

“My wife, Ji Sang.”

A simple five-word introduction, yet it exploded like a landmine within the private room, stunning everyone.

What?

The Fu Yisi who’s indifferent to women, cold and detached, not only brought a lady to the gathering today but she’s also his wife?

Wife?!!!

Not a girlfriend!!!

Goodness me, the least likely person to get married turned out to be the first among them to tie the knot.

Not only were the men taken aback, but Qin Wen, who had just returned from the restroom, also stood frozen at the entrance.

Ji Sang, she’s not his girlfriend but his wife? They’re already married?

Qin Wen blinked hard, her gaze riveted to the couple who were still holding hands, unable to believe, reluctant to believe, that they were married.

Was her long-held hope, not yet the end, the comforting thought that she still had a chance, that she could still wait, all just a joke?

Qin Wen’s eyes flickered slightly as she stepped forward next to Zhou Zhen,

“Ms. Ji, I thought you were just the Senior Brother’s girlfriend. I didn’t expect you were already married.”

Although the words were directed at Ji Sang, Qin Wen’s eyes stayed fixed on Fu Yisi, trying to discern something from his gaze.

But all the man offered her was his profile.

His profound eyes, so captivating, were only tenderly gazing at Ji Sang by his side.

Originally a bit shy and timid, Ji Sang’s eyebrows knitted subtly after hearing Qin Wen’s remark, and she took the initiative to let go of Fu Yisi’s hand and stepped forward.

“Hello, everyone. I am Fu Yisi’s wife, Ji Sang.”

After finishing, she smiled lightly.

Without being too modest or too boastful, just right, making it difficult for anyone to shift their gaze away from her.

There were only two women in the private room.

If Qin Wen was like a fiery and vivid beauty, then Ji Sang was more like a serene and cool beauty.

Zhou Zhen was aware of Qin Wen’s feelings and hurriedly tried to smooth things over with a laugh.

“Junior Brother Fu rarely joins our gatherings. This time he has brought his wife, so we must have a good chat today.”

Having said that, he ushered Fu Yisi to a seat next to him, and the others also conscientiously made room for Ji Sang to sit. As for Qin Wen, who normally sat beside Zhou Zhen due to being the youngest, she found herself subtly relocated to the other side after the seating re-arrangement.

The presence of Ji Sang greatly surprised everyone. A meeting meant to welcome Zhou Zhen’s return to the country and the laboratory’s long-awaiting reunion suddenly turned into an inquisition fueled by curiosity about Ji Sang.

Knowing that Fu Yisi was a man of few words, most questions were directly put to Ji Sang.

“What do you do for a living, little sister-in-law?”

“How did you meet Fu Yisi?”

“How long have you been together?”

“How did you win him over?”

“Is he also this quiet at home?”

…

A barrage of questions flew towards Ji Sang, each more pointed than the last.

Ji Sang slightly pursed her lips. She had thought of thousands of possible scenarios for tonight but had not anticipated this particular one – the spotlight was solely on her.

Just as she was preparing her responses, Fu Yisi, who had been keeping his hand by his side, placed it on the back of her chair.

“We’ve been married for half a year.”

“It was me who won her over.”

“At home… it’s naturally different.”

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