Regretful Beijing Marriage

Jiang Yining subconsciously looked up, her gaze falling on the box of painkillers on the table.

She paused for two seconds, then finally reached out and picked it up.

He walked to the bedside and put it down.

The low, husky voice above followed immediately.

Carrying the weariness of post-illness.

"Open it, give it to me."

Jiang Yining frowned slightly.

My first thought was that Fu Huaiyan did it on purpose.

Do you really treat her like a free babysitter?

But out of the corner of my eye, I noticed his pale face and the fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

The muscles on Fu Huaiyan's back were taut and trembling.

He must have been in extreme pain to speak.

Jiang Yining's burning anger was eventually suppressed.

Even though there are unresolved issues between them.

But it's true that Fu Huaiyan saved her life.

She couldn't turn a blind eye.

Jiang Yining didn't say anything, but opened the medicine box, took out the pills, and handed them to him.

After the attending physician finished the examination, he quietly left.

The door closed.

Only two people remained in the ward.

Fu Huaiyan braced his palms on the edge of the bed, his back slightly tensed, and his muscles suddenly tightened.

It seemed like they had struggled for a long time.

When he glanced at Jiang Yining, his voice was very low.

Help me up.

Jiang Yining walked forward expressionlessly, raised her hand and grabbed his arm for support.

When my fingertips touched Fu Huaiyan's taut skin, I could feel the slight trembling caused by the wound pulling on it.

He forcefully suppressed it.

Jiang Yining used her arm strength to help the person sit up.

He then let go.

I turned around, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to him.

Fu Huaiyan took the water glass but did not drink it immediately.

Instead, he looked up at her.

His dark, piercing gaze seemed to want to dissect her entire being.

The two remained silent for a few seconds.

He suddenly spoke.

"Nothing you want to say to me?"

Jiang Yining was taken aback, feeling bewildered.

"What did you say?"

A dark glint flashed across Fu Huaiyan's eyes, and a hint of displeasure was visible between his brows.

But in the end, he said nothing.

She simply lowered her eyes and took a sip of water.

Jiang Yining found that attitude laughable.

Does he really expect her to cry her heart out and be grateful?

Why are you getting angry?

Jiang Yining scoffed, her tone chillingly cold.

"So even President Fu feels pain?"

Fu Huaiyan looked up at her, his voice deep and hoarse.

"I'm a human being, not made of steel. How can I not feel pain?"

"If it hurts, bite your hand. If you can bite, it means you can live."

Jiang Yining tugged at the corners of her mouth, but the smile was so thin it was almost invisible.

"If you can't bite it, you'll just faint from the pain, which will save you some suffering."

In short, he won't die.

She pouted.

Not saying he deserved it because he had committed too many sins was already giving him face.

The next moment, Fu Huaiyan's pupils shrank sharply, and the calm in his eyes shattered.

He suddenly grabbed Jiang Yining's wrist.

The force was incredibly strong.

My palms were burning hot and hard, and my knuckles ached from being pinched.

"Who taught you to say these things?"

Fu Huaiyan's gaze was so sharp it seemed to pierce through her.

The sharp pain in her wrist ignited the anger that Jiang Yining had been building up all night.

She tried to pull back, but couldn't break free.

He simply let out a cold laugh.

"Mr. Fu is really meddling; now he even wants to control how I speak?"

"Are these words reserved for someone else, and others can't say them?"

Fu Huaiyan was silent for a moment, then suddenly exerted force in his arm.

He pulled Jiang Yining towards him.

Jiang Yining was caught off guard and crashed straight into his chest.

His forehead slammed into the hard muscles.

I was so dull that my vision went black.

What's gotten into you again!

Jiang Yining struggled to get up, but Fu Huaiyan held her shoulder firmly.

Another hot, large hand slid down her waistline.

With an irresistible intent, he reached for the hem of her pants.

An air of danger emanates from the ambiguity.

Jiang Yining's face turned as cold as ice.

"Fu Huaiyan, let go!"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Fu Jiayu rushed in, his voice cheerful.

"Dad! Mom! Dinner's here, come and eat..."

The sounds that followed abruptly stopped.

The nanny followed behind.

His expression changed drastically when he saw the situation inside the room.

He then reacted quickly by covering Fu Jiayu's eyes with his hand, and tried to smooth things over with an awkward laugh.

"Young Master, we've come at an inopportune time."

"Give Mom and Dad some time, we'll come back later."

Fu Jiayu raised the corners of his lips in joy and called out in a clear voice.

"Auntie, I'll be good!"

"Tell me, am I going to have a little sister soon?"

"That way, Mom won't leave us, right!"

Tong Yan Wuji.

But these words were extremely embarrassing to Jiang Yining.

Is Fu Huaiyan going to humiliate her in front of the child?!

She used all her strength to push Fu Huaiyan away.

The man's back unexpectedly hit the headboard.

The wound was pulled.

Fu Huaiyan let out a muffled groan.

The muscles in his shoulders and back tensed instantly, and his brows furrowed tightly.

After a few seconds, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Jiayu, come in and bring the food to the table."

The nanny immediately responded and stepped forward.

She quickly set out the food and then quietly slipped out.

Fu Jiayu was completely unaware of the tense atmosphere.

He excitedly pulled Jiang Yining toward the table, his eyes crinkling with a smile.

"Mom, we haven't eaten together in ages, so eat more today!"

Jiang Yining remained silent with a cold expression.

The air pressure around him was frighteningly low.

Fu Huaiyan spoke first, his voice deep and slow.

"It was my fault just now, let's eat first."

It's too late.

Even if Jiang Yining felt suffocated, she wouldn't take it out on her health.

She sat down in silence, picked up her chopsticks, and ate quietly.

The air felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

Fu Jiayu also sensed something was wrong.

He carefully observed Jiang Yining's expression and placed a piece of sweet and sour pork rib on her plate, trying to please her.

"Mom, don't be sad. This is your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."

"I asked your aunt to order this especially, please eat more, okay?"

Jiang Yining looked down at the brightly colored pork rib in the bowl, but didn't touch it.

"I don't like sweets."

Her tone was frighteningly calm.

"The one who has a sweet tooth is Shen Miaoyin."

After he finished speaking, the ward fell into a sudden, deathly silence.

The smile on Fu Jiayu's face vanished completely.

His face turned pale instantly, and he froze on the spot, his eyes filled with panic.

Fu Huaiyan silently reached out and took the piece of pork rib away.

"I'll remind Auntie to remember next time."

Jiang Yining didn't reply, but gave a cold sneer.

Who cares?

She finished her meal hastily, put down her chopsticks, and stood up.

"I'm done eating, I should go now."

Fu Jiayu's eyes reddened, and he stared at her with teary eyes.

"Mom, please don't go..."

Fu Huaiyan reached out and pulled his son into his arms, cupping the back of his head with his palm, his voice deep.

"I'll have the driver take you."

"unnecessary."

Jiang Yining turned and left without looking back.

The moment the ward door closed, Fu Jiayu could no longer hold back.

He buried his face in Fu Huaiyan's chest, and muffled sobs escaped intermittently.

"Dad...is Mom really leaving for good?"

"Could you go and win her back...?"