Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi
Fang Zhihan pressed against her body, his eyes scanning her face. Finally, they fixed on her lips and he said, “What do you think I want to do?”
Yu Gangan stopped talking.
Her head was a little dizzy, but she was still sober.
She stared at him, pouting prettily with slight resentment as her eyes glistened tenderly.
A long slender hand suddnly covered her eyes and Fang Zhihan ordered beside her ear, “Never look at another man like this!”
Yu Gangan blinked her long eyelashes and asked, “Why?”
But, before the man responded to her, his phone rang in his pocket and he sat down on the bedside to answer it.
This was the moment when Lu Xuechen called him. Fang Zhihan did not place the call on speaker, so Yu Gangan did not hear what was said.
But, she heard Fang Zhihan mention Lin Jiayu’s name and it seemed to have something to do with her illness.
After Fang Zhihan finished talking on the phone, Yu Gangan looked up at him, her eyes half-opened and half-closed in a drowsy state, “What did Lu Xuechen just say on the phone, is Jiayu sick again?”
Fang Zhihan replied gently, “No.”
“Did something happen to her child?”
“No.”
The man’s voice was like a soft feather, gently stroking her heart, and Yu Gangan’s tired eyes slowly closed.
After covering Yu Gangan with a blanket, Fang Zhihan leaned against the bed and stroked her hair with his fingers, hoping to help her sleep more peacefully.
The eyes that looked at her occasionally were as deep as the sea, rolling up boundless waves of tenderness. It was like he was being bathed in a spring breeze as he listened quietly to the sounds of flowers blooming.
At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang, interrupting the warm scene.
Fang Zhihan frowned slightly. He didn’t want to open the door at first, but when he saw that the doorbell was making Yu Gangan extremely uncomfortable, he stood up.
He seemed to know who was knocking at the door. As soon as he opened it, he looked at the person standing outside and his eyes were cold like a frozen lake without any movement. He then asked lightly, “Who are you?”
These three words made Gu Shuling sad and angry.
In a slightly upset tone, she said, “Zhihan, why must you act like this? You obviously know who I am. Why are you…”
With a chuckle, she stopped what she was saying and lifted something she was holding in her hands, “My father asked me to give you something to eat.”
Fang Zhihan glanced at the box of food and his lips curved upwards with ridicule. He then exposed her coldly, “You’ve been following me all along, when did you pick this up?”
Gu Shuling smiled softly and explained, “Before coming to the wedding, my father knew you would be there too, so he gave this to me in advance and asked me to give it to you after the wedding.”
Fang Zhihan’s gaze was cold, “Others may not know, but you know better than anyone. How could he possibly give me food?”
As soon as he was done talking, he went to close the door.
Gu Shuling watched as the door shut. In a panic, she shouted, “My father has news about my sister!”
Fang Zhihan’s hand immediately stopped.
Gu Shuling’s eyes flashed with joy.
A sweet smile appeared from the corner of her lips and she said in relief, “Brother Han, my father is the same as you. All these years, he’s never believed that my sister is dead. He has also been looking for her. Now that we have news about her, she will be coming home soon!”