Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 114 Don’t even let me hug you
Sang Fengping was stunned and took a breath, "Dating on the premise of marriage? Does your family allow it? You two are not from the same family. What if she is really with you, has no background to support her, and is wronged in the future? "

Xi Jinbai has considered these issues, "I can make the decision on my marriage. My parents are very open-minded and don't care about family status. I can also guarantee that she will not be wronged in any way. I will love her to the best of my ability." She protects her. If we get married, I will sign a prenuptial agreement with her. If I do anything wrong to her, all the property in my name will belong to her."

Sang Fengping didn't expect that he could commit to this job.

"You guys, what's your relationship with the Ji family?"

Xi Jinbai said frankly: "It used to be a cooperative relationship, but now there is no relationship. I will not let anyone from the Ji family hurt her."

"Seriously?" Sang Fengping felt relieved. Now she was most afraid that the Ji family would harm Sang Yu. If the Xi family protected her, maybe the Ji family would be wary.

Xi Jinbai nodded, "Well, I will have people keep an eye on the Ji family to prevent them from harming Sang Yu."

After a long silence, Sang Fengping finally stopped objecting, "If what you said is true, I will not interfere with Sang Yu's choice. As for whether she wants to be with you, she has the final say."

That girl seems to be soft-tempered, but in fact she is very stubborn and it is difficult to change her decision.

Xi Jinbai's tense heart slowly relaxed. Just as he was about to say thank you, the ward door was pushed open.
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Sang Yu still didn't know what Xi Jinbai and her mother said. When she asked them both, they didn't tell them, and she didn't bother to ask again.

The hospital changed the VIP ward to Sang Fengping because of Xi Jinbai's wish.

The space is much more spacious, with a small kitchen and independent balcony. It is equipped with simple furniture and the nursing bed has been replaced with a large and soft bed.

The room is clean and tidy, with bright lighting and a warm atmosphere.

"The environment is still good, just like at home." After Sister Li sighed, she asked Sang Fengping curiously: "Sister, what is the identity of Mr. Xi? He can even get the VIP ward."

She often works as a nurse in the hospital and knows something about it. She heard that the VIP ward of this hospital is not accessible to those with money. There are too many patients in the hospital and there is a shortage of ordinary wards, let alone VIP wards.

Those who can live on this floor must have extraordinary status.

Sang Fengping shook her head, "I don't know either."

"Miss Sang's friends are all so good. It's true that good people make good friends." Sister Li suddenly asked again: "Why haven't you seen Mr. Huo for so long? Have you returned to Su City?"

Sang Fengping took a sip of the warm water at her hand and said, "They separated, and they didn't feel comfortable getting along with each other."

"Separated?" Sister Li said regretfully: "It seems that we are still close to fate."

"Emotional matters are like a person knowing whether the water is warm or not. Only she knows whether it is good or not. We outsiders are just spectators."

"That's right."

In the evening, when Sang Yu came to the hospital, Sister Li left work.

"Mom, let's eat." Sang Yu packed the food in the canteen downstairs, filled it with bowls, and placed it on the folding table on the bed.

Sang Fengping took the bowl and spoon and asked her: "How expensive is this ward? I don't want to owe that big favor to Mr. Xi."

"I have money, but I don't want him to pay."

"Is it expensive? In fact, a single room is very good."

"It's not much money." Sang Yu mumbled, "Recuperation is the most important thing. When you get better, we can go home."

Sang Fengping had no choice but to nod.

Her appetite has been poor recently and she keeps coughing. The doctor said she needs to have another check-up tomorrow.

After coming to the hospital, every day there are endless injections, endless medicines, and endless blood tests.

Sang Yu suppressed his heartache and comforted her, "Mom, everything will be fine after the surgery."

Sang Fengping nodded and fell asleep after just a few bites of dinner.

Naturally, Sang Yu had no appetite, so he packed up the leftovers and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

When she heard a knock at the door, she was afraid of disturbing Sang Fengping, so she quickly washed her hands and went out to open the door.

A familiar figure stood outside the door.

Wearing black and white casual clothes, he looks younger than he usually wears formal clothes, and does not give people a serious sense of oppression.

Sang Yu raised his head and lowered his voice: "Why are you here?"

Xi Jinbai's eyebrows moved slightly, "Of course I'm here to see my aunt."

Sang Yu held the door with one hand and turned to look at the hospital bed. "My mother is asleep." Xi Jinbai said softly, "Then come out and we can talk."

After hesitating for a moment, Sang Yu walked out and closed the door.

There are fewer patients on the VIP floor and the corridors are much quieter.

Xi Jinbai took her hand and sat on the bench next to her, "Have you had dinner?"

His hand didn't loosen, his broad palm wrapped around her soft and boneless jade hand.

Sang Yu couldn't get away and simply gave up, "It's already seven o'clock, haven't you eaten?"

Xi Jinbai pinched her fingers and played with them, "No one eats with me."

Sang Yu did not continue.

How could there be no one to eat with him? As long as he wanted to, a lot of people would line up to eat with him.

His deep gaze fell on her face, and her face became obviously smaller.

"Did you not eat well?"

She really didn't eat well, how could she eat.

How could Xi Jinbai not know what she was worried about, "Auntie is still waiting for you to take care of her, so don't break her body first."

"Yeah." She knew.

His long arms stretched out, wrapped his arms around her back and pressed her into his arms.

The smell of tobacco instantly filled his nostrils, covering up the scent of pinewood on his body.

Sang Yu pushed him away.

This made Xi Jinbai unhappy, "You won't even let me hug you?"

Sang Yu's beautiful crescent-shaped eyebrows frowned, "It smells of cigarette smoke."

It hasn't been this heavy before, I don't know how much I smoked.

Xi Jinbai retracted his hand, curved his lips, and compromised: "I won't do it next time."

Her sense of smell is very sensitive.

There was something he forgot to bring up, so Xi Jinbai called and asked the driver to deliver it.

"What?" Sang Yu asked.

"Pillow." He said, "Is your pillow comfortable to sleep on?"

"The pillows in the hospital are all like this, just get used to it."

When he first slept in the nursing bed, Sang Yu felt uncomfortable all over, especially his head. No matter how he lay down, he felt uncomfortable.

Not long after, the driver came up with a big handbag, nodded to Sang Yu, and handed over the things in his hand, "Ms. Sang, this is for you."

Sang Yu had no choice but to take it. After a closer look, he noticed the logo and quickly returned it, "I don't want it."

The driver didn't dare to answer the call and found an excuse to drive away.

"I bought everything, and you don't want me to throw it away." Xi Jinbai raised his hand to pinch her face, "I haven't settled the debt with you last time when you sent the ornaments back. This is the first time someone has returned something I sent. You make me lose face, you know?"

"..."

Sang Yu remained silent and could only accept it in the end.

I remembered the first time I stayed with him in the apartment in Binjiang Garden and slept in his bed for one night. I felt so comfortable.

The soft and supportive pillow has a strong tactile feel, has a fat-like fleshy feel, and fits the head and neck.

She searched online and found a brand she didn't recognize, DOLOMIA, worth six figures, comparable to Hermès in luxury goods.

(End of this chapter)