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Fu Xingchen's elegant brows twitched slightly as he glanced at the arm behind his back. He immediately felt that he had discovered another personality of Prince Tang's.

Childish.

Although she was laughing at Tang Yijue in her heart, she didn't say anything. She just found a position that she felt more comfortable in and continued, "Ji Qian might not be good for the FC, so I have to be careful."

"Alright, I will check."

"Yes!" Tang Yijue readily agreed without the slightest hesitation. This confused Fu Xingchen.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I suspect you?"

Wasn't he curious? At least give me something to look at.

Tang Yijue touched the top of her head and said lightly, "Is that important?" "I believe you."

Fu Xingchen raised his head. His misty eyes were even more captivating, bringing with them a peculiar lustre.

Tang Yijue also lowered his head. He couldn't help but feel a tinge of fear when he saw those eyes.

"Why?"

she asked in a husky voice, with a touch of anticipation in her eyes.

No one had ever trusted her so purely and given her warmth. Even if they had known each other for a period of time, they had only met by chance. Why did he have such deep trust in them?

Tang Yijue wrinkled his brow and caressed her face. "Why so many reasons? Don't think too much."

She had thought that after six years, that hot-blooded girl who loved to cry would no longer easily cry. Why did she still feel that she was easily moved recently?

He didn't seem to have done anything particularly touching?

He sighed, thinking how much she had improved, but she was moved and did not shed tears.

Fu Xingchen suddenly wrapped his arms around his slender waist and pressed his face against his chest. With a hoarse voice, he said, "Mr. Yi, you will always be this kind to me, won't you?"

She was already used to being suspected, deceived, snubbed, and even despised by others. Everything he did to her made her feel as if she was in a dream.

How unreal. She was afraid that if she woke up from the dream, she would return to the world from before.

"Forever." He took her in his arms and rested his chin on her hair. He felt her fear and said, "I don't like to give promises, but if this will make you feel at ease, then I promise …"

"This is eternal."

When Fu Xingchen, who was in his arms, heard his solemn promise, the emotions in his heart increased.

She stuck her head out of his embrace, unable to contain the smile in her eyes. "How do I know someone like you?"

She had thought that this marriage would become another cage of shackles for her, but she had never expected that she would meet him and be treated so highly by him.

Tang YiJue focused on her clear eyes, once again easily attracted by them. He could feel her unease and fear.

He lowered his head and lovingly kissed her lips, trying to soothe her in this way.

His handsome face that was as if carved by a knife was very close. Fu Xingchen's long eyelashes trembled before he very gently closed his eyes and responded in a soft voice.

The kiss that he received in response made his heart flutter, and his eyes became even darker. Just as he was about to deepen his kiss, the phone started ringing.

Tang Yijue couldn't be bothered to respond. His hand passed through her silky hair, deepening the force of her kiss.

The bell continued to ring.

Fu Xingchen pushed against his chest. Using the gaps between his lips, he whispered, "Electricity …" "Speak."

Tang Yijue lightly bit her lips in a punitive manner, as if he was dissatisfied with her distraction. He then left her lips and smoothed her hair before taking her phone from the side.

He looked at his cell phone and frowned when he saw the caller ID. Then he got out of bed and went to the window to answer the call.