Regretful Beijing Marriage

Jiang Yining: "..."

Did she have a chance to say no?

Fu Huaiyan's words, which were meant to show weakness, were full of the flavor of a manipulative woman.

She was almost certain that he had planned this all along.

She wasn't given a chance to refuse at all.

As expected, seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Fu Huaiyan lowered his eyelashes and his tone became even more humble.

"If you're too busy, then forget it."

"It's okay, I can manage on my own."

The rehabilitation therapist standing nearby saw through his little scheme and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"Miss Jiang, why don't you take pity on Mr. Fu?"

Is this still the same cold-faced CEO Fu who is known to everyone?

So this is what a cold-hearted person's lover is like.

Not wanting to be laughed at, Jiang Yining nodded slightly to her teacher in thanks.

"Thank you for your hard work, teacher. I'll take care of things here. You can go ahead and do your work."

The teacher responded and left.

The ward fell silent.

Jiang Yining stepped forward to support Fu Huaiyan and warned him.

"Stop thinking nonsense and behave yourself."

Fu Huaiyan pursed his lips innocently, pretending to be completely puzzled.

"What are you saying? I've already gone this far, how else can I not be honest?"

Jiang Yining sneered inwardly; she'd never believe him.

Whenever this man had the chance to get even a fraction closer to her, he would cling to her like a kangaroo.

Each time, his arms tightened around her, as if trying to embed himself into her very bones.

They can hold you for a whole day without letting go.

"You'd better behave yourself. If you cause any more trouble, I won't take care of you during your next recovery."

Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiyan immediately composed himself and nodded obediently.

"I listen to my wife."

Upon hearing this address, Jiang Yining paused slightly, her heart inexplicably skipping a beat.

She had almost never heard him call her that.

In the past, Fu Huaiyan was always distant and aloof, rarely addressing people by their full name.

Not to mention such an intimate and affectionate way of addressing each other.

The unfamiliar and abrupt address made her aura turn colder.

Fu Huaiyan keenly noticed the change in her emotions, immediately composed himself, and hurriedly tried to salvage the situation.

"I'm sorry, I overstepped my bounds."

"If you don't like it, I won't say it again."

Jiang Yining didn't reply, but stepped forward and took his arm.

"Take it slow, don't force yourself if you can't handle it."

"I have a lot of things to take care of, and I don't have time to stay here."

Fu Huaiyan leaned against her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I will. I will cooperate fully and will never be a burden to you."

He carefully climbed onto Jiang Yining's shoulder, using her strength to slowly try to get up.

This time, Fu Huaiyan was unusually well-behaved.

All he could think about was getting better.

However, no matter how they tried to avoid each other, the distance between them continued to shrink infinitely.

Fu Huaiyan's breath fell entirely on Jiang Yining's slender, fair neck, the warm breath sending shivers down her spine, carrying his unique, cool scent, densely covering her.

It itches so badly it makes your heart tremble.

It cannot be ignored at all.

Jiang Yining bit her lower lip tightly, trying her best to suppress the strange feeling in her heart, and tensed her nerves to support his body.

Of course, she soon found herself unable to think about these things anymore.

The weight of an adult man pressed heavily on her thin shoulders.

Heavy and strenuous.

In just a few dozen seconds, her arms began to ache and weaken, having exhausted most of her strength.

Fortunately, Fu Huaiyan knew how to leverage his connections and didn't rely entirely on her.

Half an hour passed, and Fu Huaiyan only managed to stand up once.

He looked tense and didn't utter a single word.

Jiang Yining glanced at the time.

"Alright, that's enough for today."

Fu Huaiyan nodded, and just as he was about to sit down, his legs suddenly gave way.

He plummeted downwards.

The immense inertia, carrying force, pulled Jiang Yining down as well.

Fu Huaiyan slumped awkwardly onto the rehabilitation chair behind him, while Jiang Yining fell squarely into his arms.

The sensation of lips colliding came through.

Soft against each other, with an unexpected warmth.

Both of them gasped simultaneously.

Jiang Yining frowned, her first reaction not to be moved or romantic, but to real pain.

My teeth almost broke my lip; it felt sore and numb.

As expected, all the accidental kisses in idol dramas are fake.

She quickly regained her senses and immediately stood up, supporting herself on Fu Huaiyan's chest.

"Go to bed and rest."

She pushed Fu Huaiyan back to his hospital bed and helped him lie down.

He turned around and went to fetch water.

After preparing the warm water, Jiang Yining skillfully lifted Fu Huaiyan's shirt.

Just as her fingertips touched his waistband, preparing to wipe his lower body, her wrist was suddenly pressed down by a warm hand.

Fu Huaiyan's voice was hoarse and low, carrying a hint of suppressed anxiety.

"I can do it myself."

Jiang Yining paused, then looked up at him quietly.

During the first few days of nursing care, he clung to her every time, insisting that she take care of him closely.

Today is quite unusual.

Fu Huaiyan took the towel from her hand, lowered his eyelids, and concealed all the emotions in his eyes.

"I can't rely on you every time. You have your own life and your own career. You shouldn't be trapped by me."

Jiang Yining could clearly sense the inferiority and loneliness in his words.

The failed recovery attempt ultimately shattered his long-held pride.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to stand up again, afraid of being disabled for life.

I'm even more afraid of becoming a burden to her.

Jiang Yining knew that any words of comfort at this moment would hurt his pride.

She decided not to force it anymore, and let go of his hand, taking a half step back.

"Okay, do it yourself. Once you're done, get some rest. Just leave the things on the table."

After saying that, she turned around to attend to her official business.

Fu Huaiyan's fingers tightened, as if he wanted to say something, but only one sentence remained.

"Be careful on the road."

Jiang Yining responded and left.

She was indeed overwhelmed with other commitments.

Since the experiment was successful, her clinic has expanded smoothly.

Now officially launched, ready for listing.

During this period, she had to juggle managing the company and coming to the hospital at the same time.

I am indeed quite tired.

After finishing my official business, it was already dark.

Jiang Yining returned to the hospital, and as soon as she entered, she bumped into a familiar figure.

Zhou Xubai was walking out of the consultation room.

Their eyes met, and silence fell over the air.

They haven't had any contact since that incident.

After a brief silence, Zhou Xubai was the first to come to his senses and stepped forward.

"Long time no see, how have you been?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Yining's tone was flat, polite but distant. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"no."

Zhou Xubai shook his head, a faint trace of melancholy flashing in his eyes, "I came to visit a friend."

The conversation was interrupted again.

Jiang Yining nodded slightly, just as she was about to say goodbye, when Zhou Xubai's voice rang out again.

"I'm going back to Hong Kong next week."

"I probably won't come back again."