Regretful Beijing Marriage

Fu Huaiyan stretched out his long arm and firmly pulled Jiang Yining into his embrace.

It wasn't a strong grip, but it was enough to hold her tightly.

The man's warm breath brushed against her ear, his voice deep and tinged with deep grievance.

"I'm sorry, was I too annoying and made you angry?"

He rested his forehead lightly against her shoulder, his tone fragile and vulnerable.

"I really tried my best, but I feel uncomfortable and panicked whenever someone gets close to me."

"I don't need anyone else to take care of me, I only need you."

Jiang Yining remained silent.

She had never seen Fu Huaiyan like this before.

After a brief silence, he slowly lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes drooping, his tone humble and ingratiating.

"I apologize for overstepping my bounds. If it's inconvenient for you, then it's alright."

"After all, you're about to start a new life and get married. We're both divorced. It's really not appropriate for me to keep bothering you like this."

Jiang Yining: "..."

She finally saw things clearly.

At this moment, Fu Huaiyan's acting skills are superb, and his control of the situation is just right, making him a perfect tea master.

Even though he was the one who caused the trouble, he insisted on sounding wronged and humble.

It makes it seem like she's heartless.

Jiang Yining straightened up and raised an eyebrow at Fu Huaiyan.

"Since you know it's inconvenient, I'll be going now. You should get some rest."

The moment the words left her lips, the embrace behind her tightened abruptly.

Fu Huaiyan froze, even his breathing became tense.

He held her tightly, refusing to let go. "Don't go."

"I'm sorry, I was just talking nonsense."

Even if you get married in the future, I don't want you to leave.

"I can't see right now, and my legs aren't good either. Can you stay with me a little longer?"

Jiang Yining was so angry she laughed.

She had never seen such a shameless person.

They kept saying sorry, but wouldn't let go.

The most ridiculous thing is this statement.

What do you mean, "Even if she gets married, she shouldn't leave"?

If she really gets married, then he will be the other woman.

Just then, the ward door was pushed open.

The attending physician walked in carrying the examination records.

Upon seeing Fu Huaiyan's appearance, his expression immediately turned serious.

"What's going on? The patient is still recovering and can't withstand any more stress."

"You must not get emotionally agitated, and you must not catch a cold or get injured!"

The doctor quickly stepped forward, wanting to help Fu Huaiyan back to his bed to rest.

Fu Huaiyan was extremely resistant to being touched by outsiders, and instinctively turned aside to hide behind Jiang Yining.

He was half-clinging to her.

His eyes were downcast, and a sense of loneliness lingered in them.

"I'm fine, doctors, no need to trouble you."

"Anyway, nobody really cares what I do."

After he finished speaking, he spoke softly to Jiang Yining.

"If you're busy, just go. Don't worry about me. I can manage on my own."

The doctor was stunned on the spot, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Yining changed.

The look in his eyes clearly said, "He's a patient, so don't bother with him. How can you be so heartless?"

Jiang Yining took a deep breath.

She had truly experienced Fu Huaiyan's abilities firsthand.

Not wanting to waste any more time, she grabbed Fu Huaiyan's wrist with her other hand, her tone forceful.

"Alright, stop fooling around and go back to bed."

Fu Huaiyan's fingertips trembled slightly, and he immediately pressed himself against her back obediently, a faint smile curving his thin lips.

His warm breath fell entirely on her slender neck.

Tender and clingy.

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say. I'll recover faster if you're here."

After that, Jiang Yining accompanied Fu Huaiyan to do rehabilitation training every day.

During this time, Fu Jiayu would call every few days via video.

"Mom, how is Dad doing? When can I go to the hospital to see him?"

Jiang Yining sat to one side, looking up at Fu Huaiyan who was doing rehabilitation not far away.

His legs were weak, and every time he stood up, he trembled violently.

My forehead was covered in cold sweat.

But he remained silent, gritting his teeth and enduring the excruciating pain.

Try again and again.

He stumbled and fell again and again in a sorry state.

Finally, he silently struggled to his feet.

Jiang Yining didn't know how she felt.

After all, Fu Huaiyan was always proud and dazzling, and had never been so disheveled before.

"It'll be soon. There are a lot of germs in the hospital, so just wait patiently. Once Daddy is feeling better, Mommy will let you come over."

Fu Jiayu was exceptionally sensible and obediently responded.

"Okay, I believe Dad will get better soon!"

After a two-second silence, the child cautiously spoke again.

"Mom, after Dad is discharged from the hospital, can he live with us?"

"Can I have my mom and dad with me every day from now on, so that the three of us won't be separated again?"

Jiang Yining paused, her grip on the phone tightening slightly.

There was silence for a moment.

I've been through so much lately.

Her mind was in a mess.

She had seen all of Fu Huaiyan's efforts these past few days.

Jiang Yining knew that his desire to recover was primarily for her sake.

Once, her dream was for her family of three to live a peaceful life.

After experiencing so many misunderstandings, grievances, and life-and-death separations, she suddenly wondered if this regained fulfillment was truly happiness.

A jumble of thoughts overwhelmed her, causing her to momentarily lose her composure.

"Ningning?"

Fu Huaiyan's deep, gentle voice pulled Jiang Yining back to reality.

Fu Huaiyan was pushed closer by the rehabilitation teacher.

He held her hand, his palm slightly sweaty and warm.

"Why aren't you saying anything? What are you thinking about? I called you several times, but you didn't respond."

Jiang Yining shook her head, suppressing the chaotic emotions in her heart.

"It's nothing."

Fu Jiayu, on the other end of the phone, immediately recognized his father's voice and shouted excitedly.

"Dad! Are you alright? Be a good boy and get well soon, I'll come see you soon!"

Fu Huaiyan's eyes were wrapped in gauze.

Although it cannot be seen, it can still keenly detect the direction towards the phone.

"Dad is doing well and will recover well. Jiayu, be a good boy and listen to Mom at home."

"I will!"

Fu Jiayu's voice was clear and bright.

"Mom and Dad, please come home soon! The three of us will stay together forever and never be separated again! Dad, you have to promise me!"

Jiang Yining pursed her lips and remained silent.

Fu Huaiyan seemed to notice her silence, and gently stroked her wrist with his fingertips, changing the subject.

"Alright, it's almost noon. Go eat your lunch, don't go hungry."

Fu Jiayu obediently responded and hung up the phone.

Jiang Yining put away her phone, concealed her emotions, and turned to look at the rehabilitation teacher.

"How's your recovery going today?"

The teacher's face was full of approval.

"Mr. Fu's perseverance far exceeds that of ordinary people. Even when every training session was excruciatingly painful, he never gave up or slacked off."

"Although he cannot walk independently yet, his recovery progress is far beyond that of ordinary people. As long as he perseveres, the probability of a full recovery is very high."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Huaiyan said calmly, "Keep practicing."

The teacher was so frightened that her eyes widened, and she quickly tried to stop her.

"Mr. Fu, that's enough! Your training volume today is excessive, and your body has reached its limit. You absolutely cannot do any more strenuous rehabilitation exercises; it's very easy to strain your muscles!"

The teacher then gave Jiang Yining earnest advice.

"The next stage of rehabilitation will require close assistance, so we will have to trouble Ms. Jiang to help Mr. Fu try to stand up."

Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiyan immediately spoke cautiously.

"May I?"