Chapter 113: Chapter 87 No Combat Ability

After returning to the private room, the atmosphere became somewhat stranger than before, but fortunately, when the conversation didn’t deliberately focus on Fu Yisi and Ji Sang, it didn’t fall into silence.

Fu Yisi was here for Zhou Zhen in the first place, and naturally wouldn’t involve himself too much in the conversation. Almost after Ji Sang returned, all his attention was on her.

The man, who originally had his hand casually on his leg, reached to the side and held Ji Sang’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Did I make you angry?”

Ji Sang didn’t seem to show many changes on the surface, but Fu Yisi’s eyes were too sharp, or perhaps he was simply too familiar with Ji Sang.

Any slight change in Ji Sang’s clear and bright eyes couldn’t escape Fu Yisi’s notice.

He thought of Qin Wen who had also stepped out earlier.

It wasn’t difficult for Fu Yisi to imagine what had caused Ji Sang’s change, and the reason he specifically brought Ji Sang here today was not without this consideration.

He could completely isolate himself from interactions with other women, yet he still wanted to publicly announce his relationship with Ji Sang.

Of course, there was also a selfish desire.

He wanted to see Ji Sang defend her territory.

But Fu Yisi hadn’t anticipated that just seeing those slightly cold eyes of Ji Sang, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.

The man’s eyes grew darker, completely enveloping Ji Sang’s hand in his palm. While he looked for comforting words, Ji Sang scratched his palm and shook her head.

Leaning close to him, she whispered in Fu Yisi’s ear,

“No fighting spirit.”

Initially, she thought Qin Wen was of the same type as Sister, but it turned out to be just an illusion. Just one sentence from her had caught her off guard.

If it were Sister, she’d probably have hundreds or thousands of words in response.

Fu Yisi: …

Hearing such an answer, the man looked at Ji Sang with a slightly surprised gaze.

“Oh? What did you say?”

Fu Yisi was genuinely curious about what this little lady could have said to leave the other party with no power to retaliate.

Ji Sang then moved closer, recounting the entire conversation to Fu Yisi.

After speaking, Ji Sang, contrary to her usual demeanor, couldn’t help but sigh with a teasing tone,

“Your junior sister is a bit fragile-hearted.”

She had thought Qin Wen purposely followed her to the restroom to unleash some kind of big move, but didn’t expect her to succumb to just one sentence.

Thinking this, a hint of pride flashed in Ji Sang’s eyes.

And Fu Yisi was looking at her with utter adoration.

Seeing such a somewhat childish Ji Sang, the man couldn’t help himself, and lifted his hand to stroke the top of her head.

“Very impressive.”

He never anticipated that Ji Sang would strike back so directly and sharply.

Fu Yisi even had a somewhat satisfied smile curling on his lips.

When Qin Wen returned, she just happened to witness this scene.

Only in front of Fu Yisi did Ji Sang show that hint of playfulness. And… only in front of Ji Sang did Fu Yisi show that adoration.

Her heart suddenly tightened,

The sentence Ji Sang said still seemed to echo in her ears.

Eligibility.

What eligibility does she have?

Even a surgery in the hospital, Fu Yisi refused.

Hah.

It seems she really doesn’t have the slightest bit of eligibility.

At this gathering, Qin Wen, who was usually quite active, had become unusually quiet, not uttering a word as she busily sipped the liquor in her glass. Fu Yisi, who was not much of a talker himself, seemed to liven up a bit due to Ji Sang’s company and answered some of Zhou Zhen’s questions.

By the time it was over, Zhou Zhen was a bit tipsy and blurted out what had been weighing on her heart.

“Xiao Fu, this isn’t very nice of you, getting married without even sending us an invitation.”

As soon as she said that, everyone turned their attention toward them, and those who had had a bit to drink started chiming in.

“Yeah, junior brother, getting married is such an important matter, not inviting us is really not cool.”

“Exactly, exactly, you have to make up for it, at least treat us to some wedding drinks.”

“…”

Fu Yisi and Ji Sang found themselves surrounded by several people at the restaurant’s entrance.

When they got married, it was just a meal shared by both sets of parents, without hosting a wedding ceremony. And, interestingly, it was the two families who wanted to have the wedding, not the two of them.

Suddenly, Ji Sang remembered that scene.

At that time, while both families were chatting happily, for the first time, she took the initiative to speak to Fu Yisi—she gently knocked on the back of his chair and asked in a low voice, cautiously,

“Can we not have a wedding ceremony?”

Fu Yisi just glanced at her indifferently and right when she thought seeking his help was hopeless, he casually rejected both families’ suggestions of choosing a Western or Chinese style wedding.

At that moment, Ye Lin was completely anxious.

Not for any other reason but the fear that the in-laws would disapprove and refuse to let Ji Sang marry into their family. However, she knew what kind of person Fu Yisi was; if he was determined about something, no one could make him change his mind.

What she was afraid of was getting into an argument over the wedding, which might give Mr. and Mrs. Ji a worse impression of Fu Yisi.

So, Ye Lin slowly relented and, starting from Ji Sang, she discovered that Ji Sang also had no desire to hold a wedding ceremony, and thus this matter was finally settled.

However, at the time, both families agreed that the wedding must be made up for later on.

After all, who would believe that Fu Yisi and Ji Sang had deep feelings for each other since their marriage was so hasty?

With this in mind, Ji Sang subconsciously looked up at Fu Yisi, only to find that he was also looking down at her.

The nightscape of S city was beautiful, and in Fu Yisi’s eyes, Ji Sang saw the bright lights, saw her own reflection, and also saw… a depth of scrutiny within them.

As if he was asking.

Ji Sang’s heart skipped a beat.

Half a year ago, she had been willing to settle in this marriage, naturally having no expectations for a wedding.

But now…

It seemed different.

On this not-so-quiet night, one lowered their head and the other raised theirs, gazing at each other as if they were in a world of their own.

All the sounds from behind had disappeared.

Only the sound of their own heartbeats remained.

Qin Wen looked at this dazzling scene, averted her eyes, wishing to flee, yet she couldn’t help wanting to listen a bit longer.

Perhaps, this is a ridiculous aspect of human nature.

Knowing fully well what awaits is hurt, yet still diving headlong into it without hesitation.

Finally, under everyone’s eager gazes, Fu Yisi lifted his hand to wrap around Ji Sang’s waist, his eyes smiling in a way he couldn’t hide.

In the mildly warm night breeze, Ji Sang heard him say,

“The invitations will be delivered to your hands when the time comes.”

…

On the way back, Ji Sang was lost in a daze the entire time, even when she arrived home, she still hadn’t snapped out of it.

What did Fu Yisi’s words mean…?

She felt like she understood, but still found it a little unreal.

Are they really going to have a wedding ceremony?

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