Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband

For some reason, she agreed. Maybe it was his attitude that swayed her, which was pretty good. They had nothing to do with each other, and getting married not only resolved the worries of their elders but also didn't interfere with their lives.

After obtaining the marriage certificate, they had a meal with their family members.

Then... she began her global journey.

Speaking of which, this was only the third time she had met him.

Fu Yisi stood with his hands in his pockets, frowning at the woman who showed no reaction, and directly reached out to grab her luggage beside her and turned to leave.

Ji Sang snapped back to reality in an instant and hurriedly zipped up her backpack and followed him.

The man single-handedly placed her luggage into the trunk, his arm muscles looking exceptionally attractive under the sun's rays, causing Ji Sang to lick her slightly dry lips.

That's it, she's itching to capture this scene with her camera.

Having stowed away the luggage, Fu Yisi turned around only to see the woman spacing out again, looking at him. He frowned as he walked to the passenger side and opened the door.

"Get in."

Ji Sang snapped out of her daze and hastily retrieved her gaze, bending slightly as she got into the car.

"Thank..."

Before she could finish saying thanks, the door was slammed shut.

Ji Sang sat in the passenger seat, stunned for a moment. She thought that her husband might display the manners of a gentleman on the surface, but deep down he was all arrogance. After all, what did a mere certificate prove? She was just a person on a marriage certificate to him. Having met only three times, how could they possibly gain genuine recognition from each other?

Ji Sang raised her eyebrows, not taking the matter to heart.

When Fu Yisi got in the car and buckled up, Ji Sang said in a neutral tone, "Thanks for the trouble."

Fu Yisi did not respond and confidently maneuvered the steering wheel.

Sitting beside him, Ji Sang's gaze occasionally drifted to his rolled-up sleeves. She never had much resistance to beautiful things, and indeed Fu Yisi's arms were really nice-looking. Her eyes moved up to his fingers, slender and with well-defined joints. Then, Ji Sang glanced him over again and thought:

Her husband had a good appearance, and if possible, she would really like to hire him as a live model.

However, that idea, for the time being, was just wishful thinking.

Taking her eyes off him, Ji Sang leaned slightly against the window, weary after more than ten hours on the plane.

Neither of them spoke much, and the whole ride passed in silence.

When the car stopped in the yard of a villa, Ji Sang, who had been sleeping with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Fu Yisi, who had been contemplating how to wake her up, paused, his fingers lightly tapping on the steering wheel.

Good, no need to wake her.

Getting out of the car, closing the door, and opening the trunk, Fu Yisi still lifted her luggage out with one hand, while Ji Sang went to the back seat to grab her backpack.

On their way in together, Ji Sang whispered a thank you.

Ye Lin and Fu Jue had already been waiting at the door. As soon as the car stopped, they hurried out to greet them.

Ye Lin walked straight up to Ji Sang, took her hand with eyes brimming with tears,

"Ah Shang, you're finally back, Mom missed you so much."

With those words, she enveloped her in a hug.

Ji Sang stiffened slightly, her hand hanging by her side raised a little and gently rested on Ye Lin's back. After hesitating a moment, she finally called out,

"Mom."

"Ah!"

Ye Lin was overjoyed. She knew that her daughter-in-law had been married off in quite a hurry, having gone on a global trip shortly after getting the marriage certificate, of course, she wasn't familiar with their family.

But who was Ye Lin? She could chat with strangers for hours, so why would she worry about not getting familiar with her own daughter-in-law?

What's hardest to resist in human hearts is the most sincere and enthusiastic initiative.

Ye Lin let go of her, looked her up and down,

"Oh dear, you've lost weight! Come, let your mother nourish you back to health."

Ji Sang smiled uncomfortably, thinking that she still needed some time to adjust to them.

Beside her, Fu Jue was watching Ye Lin with eyes full of indulgence,

"Let the kids come in and sit down for a good rest now that they are back."

Then, looking at Ji Sang,

"Ah Shang, welcome home."

Instantly, Ji Sang felt a sting in her eyes; the words "Welcome home" were too precious to her.

She was adopted by her current parents when she was eight years old, and although they treated her extremely well, just like their own daughter, they had never said "Welcome home" to her.

Home, for her, was a heart's vermillion spot.

Ji Sang looked at Fu Jue and called out,

"Dad."

Fu Jue smiled benevolently. This child spoke little and was shy, but her eyes told him that what she desired was simple, very simple. When he thought of this, Fu Jue glanced at Fu Yisi, who was standing aside silently, unsure if his son could give her what she wanted.

After the four of them entered, Ye Lin pulled Ji Sang to sit down, and the latter sat up straight, her hands restrained on her lap.

Ye Lin attentively inquired after Ji Sang, offering warm concern that left Ji Sang feeling somewhat out of her element, her gaze drifting, not knowing whom to look at.

In this house, she still didn't have someone she could rely on.

Fu Jue, noticing Ji Sang's discomfort, tugged at Ye Lin,

"Alright, let the child have a drink of water, isn't she thirsty after talking so much?"

Ye Lin glanced at him disapprovingly, and Fu Jue touched his nose.

Meanwhile, Fu Yisi was about to set the suitcase aside in the hallway when Ji Sang suddenly spoke,

"Wait a moment."

Then, under the three pairs of eyes watching her, she pulled over the suitcase and laid it on the ground,

"I've brought gifts for Mom and Dad."

Ye Lin and Fu Jue exchanged a look and then turned their attention unanimously to Ji Sang, who was squatting there.

"Mom, this is a perfume I found in Paris; I thought it was very suited to you."

Upon first meeting Ye Lin, Ji Sang thought her mother-in-law was a woman who lived exquisitely.

Ye Lin took it, her eyes lighting up. What woman could resist the allure of perfume? Especially coming from her daughter-in-law.

"May I open it?"

"Of course."

Ye Lin immediately sprayed some on her wrist. The fragrance was light but refreshing and very fitting for her age.

"Thank you, Ah Shang! I love it."

Ji Sang smiled, taking out a box carefully,

"Dad, this is a set of tea bowls I found in Japan; I thought you would like it."

Fu Jue's eyes brightened at the sight, and after opening the lid, he couldn't stop smiling,

"Thank you, Ah Shang."

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He enjoyed a good cup of tea and naturally cherished teaware. He didn't expect that after only meeting once, she had already noticed his taste. Such a considerate girl.

Fu Jue held the tea bowls, unable to put them down, admiring the exquisite set, clearly valuable.

Seeing another delicate box in the suitcase, Ye Lin's eyebrows rose. She reached out to nudge Fu Yisi, who was sitting silently, and signaled with her eyes.

Fu Yisi's gaze swept over the suitcase and the squatting woman, his eyes showing no emotion.