Tang Yijue's gentle and magnetic voice entered her ears.
Fu Xingchen had never rejected the idea of living together with him from the beginning. Since she had already agreed to move here today, she had no hesitation in doing so.
"Well, at least give me Jason's number."
Tang Yijue took out a white mobile phone from his pocket and pushed it in front of her, showing an expression like "I got someone to buy you a new one, but your phone is completely broken. Luckily, the card is still usable, so it's still your card.
Has this person always been so considerate?
Fu Xingchen took the phone. In an instant, his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, as if something had just crossed his heart. However, this feeling was too subtle, and it disappeared in an instant. She did not pay too much attention to it.
"Mm, thank you."
Tang Yijue was unsatisfied with her repeated thanks.
"Since you're already my wife, you don't need to thank me every time. Besides being my responsibility, everything I've done for you is also my wish. You have to get used to this relationship between us."
These words were the most moving words she had heard in the past few days.
She felt that her eyes, which had just become more comfortable, were now a little sore again.
"Duke Tang, you really know how to coax people."
Her voice sounded choked.
Looking at the moved Fu Xingchen whose eyes were red, Tang YiJue's picturesque brows lightly wrinkled. He wasn't trying to make her cry.
Tang Yijue walked to her side and crouched down. Under her bright eyes, he took her hand and kissed the back of her hand.
"This is the truth. I never thought that the last person I would marry would be you."
That hot-blooded young lady who could not control her tears after seeing Nanny Hua's white-haired man deliver the black-haired man was now his wife.
Every morning he could see her sleeping by his side, eating with her, occasionally taking her shopping …
This was the best marriage.
Fu Xingchen had not expected him to say something like that.
Fu Xingchen laughed. His tears still flowed as he said in a hoarse voice, "I also didn't expect that the one I would marry would be you."
"Well, I'm happy." Tang Yijue lifted her to wipe away the tears at the corners of her eyes.
A slightly cold hand touched the corner of her eye. Fu Xingchen focused his attention on the divinely handsome man before him. His eyes became increasingly hazy.
At this moment, Fu Xingchen thought how great it would be if they could continue like this forever …
Even if she wasn't tied up by marriage for love's sake, she would still enjoy it.
"..."
At the hospital in Jiang City.
The pale-faced Fu Yuetao looked at Chu Yang, who was pulling up the blankets for her, and was moved. However, the moment she thought of the conversation between Chu Yang and Fu Xingchen, the jealousy in her heart surged up again.
Chu Yang saw that her face had turned ugly and thought that she was feeling uncomfortable. He asked with concern, "Why does her face look so ugly, does her heart feel uncomfortable again?"
Fu Yue`er shook her head and stretched out her hands from under the blanket. Seeing that, Chu Yang held her hands and continued in a gentle voice, "What happened?"
"Big brother Chu," Fu Yue-er whispered.
"I'm here." Chu Yang held her hand tightly, "You have something to say?"
Fu Yue`er's eyes suddenly became moist, and her voice was exceptionally frail. "Big Brother Chu, you still like big sister, don't you?"
Chu Yang was stunned and the hand holding Fu Yue-er loosened. Seeing this, Fu Yue-er's tears also flowed down.
Hearing Fu Yue`er's muffled cries, Chu Yang came back to his senses. He quickly wiped her tears away and said apologetically, "Don't cry, it's all my fault."
With reddened eyes, Fu Yuetao spoke with a choked throat, "Big brother Chu, I know you can't forget your elder sister. It's too late for you to come back. Go find your elder sister …"