Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 92 - 67: Does she not even have the freedom to eat now?

Chapter 92: Chapter 67: Does she not even have the freedom to eat now?

Finally, Ji Sang chose to forget about it and acted clueless. Fu Yisi didn’t press on either, fearing to upset her and be ignored again because she might be too sensitive.

However, a lesson still had to be taught.

Before lunch, Fu Yisi made Ji Sang a bowl of hangover soup.

“No drinking from now on.”

Ji Sang didn’t really like the taste of the hangover soup and hesitated after taking a sip.

“I can actually hold my liquor; it’s just beer that doesn’t sit well with me.”

Hearing this, Fu Yisi gave her a sidelong glance.

“You’re not allowed to drink even if you can. Have you forgotten the stomach pain?”

The man would not indulge Ji Sang when it came to her health.

“There’s more,”

Fu Yisi frowned deeply, his disdain quite apparent.

“Don’t touch those barbecues anymore; they’re unhygienic.”

Ji Sang: !!!!!!!!

Telling her to control her eating is one thing, but she couldn’t accept criticism of her beloved barbecue.

“That’s not true! How are they unhygienic! They’re not from some low-level street vendor, and besides, they’re really delicious.”

Fu Yisi looked at her indifferently, unconcerned with whether the barbecue was tasty or not, and tapped the table.

“Drink up.”

Ji Sang pouted.

“Can’t I not drink it? I am already sober.”

“Is your head not hurting?”

“It hurts.”

“Then drink.”

After Fu Yisi personally supervised Ji Sang finishing the entire bowl of hangover soup, he naturally took the empty bowl.

“If I find you eating such nonsense again, Ji Sang, just you wait.”

Ji Sang: …

Does she not even have the freedom to eat what she wants now?

Ji Sang had explained everything about last night, but Su Ge was still in a problematic situation.

Not to mention taking Ji Sang out for drinks and watching…films, just the act of turning off their phones alone greatly bothered Han City.

After all, when he heard their phones were off, he panicked momentarily.

He was worried she might be tracked down, or kidnapped by obsessed fans…

And so on; he thought of all kinds of horrible scenarios.

Thinking this way, Han City had no intention to let Su Ge off easily, and his words carried a heavier tone.

“Turning off phones?”

“Looking at other men?”

“Sister, did you miss me too much? Huh, since it’s been a week?”

“Who should be the first person you see when you return?”

Such statements filled Su Ge’s night.

After all, they hadn’t seen each other for a week and both harbored deep yearnings. And with Su Ge having consumed some alcohol…

Certain things naturally became much more intense.

…

After resting for two days, Ji Sang returned to the TV station and noticed several changes. Like the warmer smiles from everyone, those peculiar glances, and… the conspicuous bouquet of sunflowers on her office desk.

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Ji Sang’s eyes narrowed slightly as she set her bag down and casually glanced outside. All those eagerly awaiting heads instantly pulled back, and Ji Sang then closed the door.

There were only six sunflowers, but their color was too glaringly vibrant, making even a few quite exaggerated. Ji Sang slightly furrowed her brows, removed the card inside.

“Have a pleasant workday, Sister Ah Shang.”

Signed: Xiao Feng.

“….”

Ji Sang replaced the card and held the bouquet, unsure of how to handle it. Finally, it was Song Xiu who broke the silence.

“Sister Ji, I’ll take it. We could use some liveliness in the small meeting rooms, I’ll use it for decoration.”

“Alright then.”

It’s better than tossing it into the trash bin.

After Song Xiu left with the bouquet, Ji Sang sat down with a slightly aching head.

To be honest, her feelings towards Yi Feng were not familiar but certainly not unfamiliar.

Xiao Feng.

That name was too familiar.

If she wasn’t mistaken, she had called out this name many times in her dreams.

But, the matter of the orphanage was too far in the past, and her already fragmented memory had faded even more after a high fever at the age of eight.

Now, the reason she couldn’t let go was merely because of the intermittent dreams she had over the years.

“Could it really be him?”

The boy who always called her ‘sister’ in her dreams, could he really be Yi Feng?

How could the sole heir of Yi Group end up in an orphanage?

But what concerned her more was why that orphanage had abruptly closed down, and even the Ji Family couldn’t uncover the full details.

Her fingers tapped on the table repeatedly, the crisp sound marking her internal resolution.

At nine o’clock, Vice Director Lu and Ji Sang were getting ready to leave the TV station when they saw Yi Feng, who was supposed to head directly to the orphanage.

Yi Feng’s car was a classic model Bentley, presumably a company-assigned vehicle.

However, no driver was arranged.

It seemed he had specially come over here.

Vice Director Lu paused, and Ji Sang also realized why Yi Feng had come.

“Vice Director Lu.”

Yi Feng nodded slightly towards Lu Ming, then turned towards Ji Sang with a smile,

“Sister Ah Shang!”

His demeanor from before and after was starkly different.

Ji Sang hesitated for a moment, then responded.

Yi Feng’s eyes sparkled, cautiously stating his thoughts,

“Sister Ah Shang, would you like to join me?”

Ji Sang glanced at Lu Ming, and Yi Feng also looked over.

Lu Ming:…

Vice Director Lu casually waved his hand,

“It’s up to Ji Sang to decide.”

He was involved because the TV station was part of this project, and all the specific filming work was decided by Ji Sang. He wouldn’t interfere, nor did he need to.

As for how to get there, naturally, it was entirely up to her.

But Lu Ming was somewhat surprised that Ji Sang would look to him for his opinion; he thought she would definitely refuse.

He didn’t understand the reason behind this change in attitude, but he wouldn’t interfere either.

Thus, Ji Sang followed Yi Feng towards the Bentley. Yi Feng seemed pleasantly surprised, even the gentlemanly gesture of opening the door for Ji Sang carried a hint of eagerness.

Ji Sang still wasn’t quite comfortable sitting in someone else’s passenger seat.

Once seated, she did not move at all, even the seatbelt was buckled with a reminder from Yi Feng.

The Bentley drove slowly, keeping about a hundred meters behind Lu Ming’s car.

“Sister Ah Shang, did you receive the flowers?!”

“…I did receive them, Yi… Feng, you didn’t have to send me flowers.”

“Sister Ah Shang, it’s for good luck as today the project officially starts.”

Ji Sang didn’t quite understand this,

“Why sunflowers then?”

Yi Feng smiled a bit, taking advantage of the red light, he turned his head to look at Ji Sang,

“Sister Ah Shang, don’t you find sunflowers very warm? Just like you, if it wasn’t for you back in the orphanage, I wouldn’t be who I am today.”

The brightness in Yi Feng’s eyes was too intense, making Ji Sang unable to maintain eye contact and she looked away.

“Then… can you tell me about the orphanage? I can’t remember it very clearly.”