Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 159 - 133 Fu Yisi, I’m in Pain

Ji Sang moved her legs a few times, estimated the height of the rock, and realized she could step onto it without any trouble. The main issue was how to keep herself from slipping.

Her shoes were fine for damp mountain paths, but whether they could resist moss, she wasn’t too sure.

Ji Sang bent down to check the condition below the rock, prepared for the worst-case scenario—if she fell, she would probably just fall into the water.

She was a decent swimmer.

Fu Yisi stood not too far away watching. At first, he didn’t notice anything wrong, until he saw her lifting her leg, preparing to climb onto the rock. The man could hardly stand still.

He had heard from his mother about the dangerous things Ji Sang had done for photography and had already felt worried and pained. Now, right before his eyes, he saw that little woman truly disregarding her own safety for the sake of photography.

Standing in the stream was one thing, but climbing onto the rock to take photos?

Fu Yisi was truly angry.

Even so, as he walked over, he feared startling Ji Sang, trying to make his approach as quiet as possible.

Still, what the man hadn’t expected was, at the moment he walked over, Ji Sang slipped and fell off the rock.

Ji Sang herself did not expect that her shoes would be completely ineffective against the moss.

In the moment she was falling, Ji Sang tried to throw her SLR camera onto the pathway beside her, but as she looked up, she saw the man’s expression change drastically as he ran towards her.

Her eyes widened slightly.

How could Fu Yisi be here, and when did he get here?

In that moment, Ji Sang forgot all her actions.

Forgot to throw the camera aside, forgot the moves she had thought of earlier to protect herself if she fell into the water.

She forgot everything, just staring in surprise yet joyfully at Fu Yisi rushing towards her.

Splash—

Fu Yisi only heard that sound. Because of the terrain, he could not see Ji Sang falling.

He watched helplessly as Ji Sang fell right before his eyes.

Veins stood out on the man’s forehead, and his usually cold and deep eyes were tinged with crimson, the fear hidden deep within surfacing.

“Ji Sang!”

When Fu Yisi ran over, Ji Sang had just sunk into the water.

The man jumped straight in.

…

In the hotel, Ji Sang, who had been in a stupor for two hours, finally woke up. With a slight headache, she raised her hand to her forehead and closed her eyes.

A minute later, she became a bit more alert and remembered she had fallen into the water and passed out.

She was a decent swimmer, but what she hadn’t expected was that place would turn out to be a small pool.

Ji Sang pinched her temple as the images of falling into the water surfaced in her mind.

She desperately protected the SLR camera in her arms, while Fu Yisi desperately tried to save her.

Ji Sang covered her eyes with her hand, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile, and for some reason, tears slipped out from underneath her hands.

Fu Yisi must have been terrified.

Ji Sang wiped her eyes haphazardly, intending to get out of bed and find Fu Yisi, but her body didn’t quite cooperate, and she bumped her head against the headboard. That made her, who was already not very clear-headed, even more confused.

Fu Yisi, who was originally outside, heard the noise and walked in.

Ji Sang paused the motion of rubbing her head and lifted her eyes to look at the man who entered.

“Why are you here?”

Her voice held a gentleness and coquetry that was reserved only for Fu Yisi.

Ji Sang instinctively stretched out her hand wanting to grab Fu Yisi’s, but the man just gave her a cold look and then avoided her gaze, examining Ji Sang’s body like an ordinary doctor.

Even his speech was cold.

“You still have a bit of a fever. Rest well.”

Ji Sang: ????????

Just as Fu Yisi was getting up, Ji Sang grabbed the hem of his clothes.

“You… what happened?”

Why had he suddenly turned so cold, become… something that left her at a loss.

Fu Yisi only made a slight effort to pull free from Ji Sang’s hand and said over his shoulder,

“Rest up.”

Ji Sang: …..

Was Fu Yisi… angry?

Ji Sang’s head was somewhat dizzy, unable to understand why Fu Yisi would be angry, but she had just gone through a life and death situation and didn’t want Fu Yisi to leave like that.

She wanted him to stay with her.

So, when the man was about to reach the door, Ji Sang suddenly cried out in pain, with a sobbing tone,

“Fu Yisi, it hurts.”

Sure enough, Fu Yisi paused midstep and turned around.

He knew she might be pretending, but he couldn’t help asking,

“Where does it hurt?”

Ji Sang raised her hand to the back of her head, her lips slightly pursed, and looked at the man with pitiful, wide eyes.

“My head hurts.”

Afraid the man wouldn’t believe her, Ji Sang whimpered again, making a pained expression.

“It really hurts, Fu Yisi.”

The signs of her act were quite obvious.

The man standing at the doorway watched her performance with an impassive gaze until Ji Sang, not getting any response, sneakily opened her eyes to look at him. The man sighed softly and walked over.

He raised his hand and touched Ji Sang’s head.

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“Here?”

Ji Sang placed her hand on Fu Yisi’s hand and nodded.

Fu Yisi gave her a cold glance, just about to withdraw his hand, when Ji Sang suddenly hissed softly, and her facial features scrunched up in a moment of pain.

The man’s eyes suddenly grew stern, he lightened his touch, carefully feeling the back of Ji Sang’s head, and indeed found a slight bump.

Fu Yisi’s jawline was taut with worry that she might have accidentally hit her head when she fell in the water. He reached out to hold Ji Sang in his arms, parted her hair, and looked carefully at the small bump.

There was no broken skin, no traces of bleeding, it seemed to be just a simple bump.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and pressed gently.

“Does it hurt?”

Ji Sang, obediently nestled in his embrace, smelling his unique, cool woody scent, nodded.

“It hurts.”

“I’ll go find some medication to apply to it.”

After saying that he tried to pull Ji Sang away.

Where could Ji Sang let him leave just like that, she wrapped her arms tightly around the man’s waist.

Fu Yisi looked down at Ji Sang, who was buried in his chest, and asked in a low voice,

“It’s not painful, is it?”