The Time-Limited Love and Marriage
Chapter 148

Chapter 148: Chapter 148

The caregiver breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Jiang Moxi.

"Miss Jiang, you’ve come at the right time. I need to feed Mr. Feng, but he insists on eating by himself..."

The caregiver hurriedly told Jiang Moxi what had happened just now.

It turns out that Feng Ming’s hands weren’t as nimble as they used to be, unable to feed himself.

The caregiver was going to feed Feng Ming, but he still insisted on eating by himself.

After more than a dozen attempts, all unsuccessful in getting the spoonfuls of porridge into his mouth, Feng Ming, in a fit of anger, swept all the porridge onto the floor.

"It’s okay, I’ll take care of it here. Could you please help us get another serving of porridge?"

After Jiang Moxi gave her instructions, the caregiver quickly went to get the porridge.

Jiang Moxi didn’t rush to persuade Feng Ming, instead, she took a broom and began to clean up the mess on the floor.

Feng Ming watched as Jiang Moxi skillfully cleaned, with his face that initially clouded with gloom, later replaced by shock and disbelief.

"Xixi, how can you do these things meant for the servants?"

At the Emperor City Feng Family, Feng Xi wasn’t the Feng Family’s blood kin, but was the most valued presence.

Everyone in the family spoiled her, and ever since she entered the Feng Family, her hands had never touched spring water.

Feng Ming’s memories remained in the past four years, only remembering Feng Xi as the kind who didn’t do any household chores.

Therefore, it could be seen that the scene of Jiang Moxi skillfully cleaning brought a huge shock to Feng Ming.

"Brother, this is Yan City, not Emperor City. There is no Feng Xi here, only Jiang Moxi! And there are no servants here either, even if you make everything a complete mess, I will be the one to clean it."

Jiang Moxi finished cleaning the floor, then pulled a chair and sat next to Feng Ming.

After a long silence, Feng Ming finally spoke, "I’m sorry, Xixi."

He had promised to protect her and to keep her away from these tedious worldly affairs for life.

But it was him again, that caused her to be in this sorry state.

At this moment, the caregiver brought back a serving of porridge.

Jiang Moxi took the porridge and let her off for the rest of the day.

After the caregiver left, Jiang Moxi took a spoon, scooped up some porridge, and brought it to Feng Ming’s lips.

The porridge was millet and pumpkin stewed together, Feng Ming’s favorite flavor.

Yet he still found it hard to accept the fact that he needed someone else to feed him.

Feng Ming stared at the spoonful of porridge, his voice hoarse, "I feel like I’m a useless person now, incapable of doing anything. I can’t even eat without troubling you, Xixi!"

When he left the orphanage with Jiang Moxi, Feng Ming secretly vowed to protect her and make her life worry-free.

So how could he accept that not only was he incapable of protecting her, but he had even become a burden to her?

But Jiang Moxi directly, while Feng Ming was still speaking and his mouth not yet closed, shoved a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and then she spoke.

"Dr. Zhang said, you need rehabilitation to recover, and it’s not like you’re going to need me to feed you for life. Right now, you need to eat well so you have the strength to properly rehabilitate."

With Jiang Moxi’s words, Feng Ming seemed to find a belief to support himself and did not resist being fed by Jiang Moxi any longer.

The bowl of porridge was quickly finished, and Feng Ming felt a bit of strength throughout his body. He began simple rehabilitation exercises while talking to Jiang Moxi about the things that happened over these four years.

"Xixi, what about your biological parents? How are they treating you?"

Before that accident, Jiang Moxi’s biological parents were just about to find her.

Feng Ming vaguely remembered that at that time, Jiang Moxi was full of expectations for her biological parents.

That’s why, after the accident, he let Jiang Moxi return to Yan City.

But what puzzled Feng Ming was that Jiang Moxi’s expression clearly dimmed quite a bit when she mentioned them.

"It’s okay."

And quickly, she changed the subject: "What would you like to have for lunch? How about pumpkin porridge? Dr. Zhang said you can only eat liquids right now."

Feng Ming nodded: "Then let’s go with pumpkin porridge."

But he couldn’t help wondering, could it be that Jiang Moxi’s biological parents didn’t treat her well?

Just then, a nurse came in to inform Feng Ming that it was time for his examination, which interrupted his musings.

Jiang Moxi took care of Feng Ming in the hospital for the entire day, not returning to Tianqin Bay until late at night.

Fu Youhan was sitting in the living room in his bathrobe, sipping wine as he flipped through documents.

Judging from the empty bottle of red wine, Jiang Moxi could roughly guess that Fu Youhan had been staying at Tianqin Bay since dinner.

When Fu Youhan heard some noise at the entrance, he looked up.

The sight of Jiang Moxi at the door softened the sharp angles of his handsome face considerably.

But noticing that Jiang Moxi’s hands were empty, Fu Youhan’s sharp brows instantly rose.

"Weren’t you out shopping? Why didn’t you buy anything?"

Jiang Moxi’s hands, resting on her thighs, clearly clenched into fists.

She’d lied offhand, and Fu Youhan believed it...

She could only bury her guilt deep in her heart, calmly responding: "Everything was too expensive. I couldn’t afford it."

Unexpectedly, the man quickly handed her a supplementary credit card.

"Aren’t you going to South of Caiyun tomorrow? Take the card with you, buy whatever you want; there’s no limit."

Jiang Moxi looked at the supplementary card lying in her heart, feeling an overwhelming weight.

Fortunately, at that moment, Fu Youhan offered her a glass of wine: "Care to join me for a drink?"

Jiang Moxi took the glass, using her stunning smile to cover up her other emotions, and asked Fu Youhan,

"Will you provide sobering-up services?"

Their eyes met, and of course, Fu Youhan clearly understood that the "sobering up" Jiang Moxi referred to was much more than the literal sense.

Thus, with a burning gaze, he said, "Of course."

"Then I’ll drink." Jiang Moxi smiled as she drained the glass in one gulp.

Soon enough, the alcohol reacted chemically with the residual toxins in her body, making her blood start to boil.

Yet today, Fu Youhan seemed intent on teasing her by asking, "Need help packing?"

Jiang Moxi quickly declined: "No need. I’m just bringing two sets of clothing."

She was only going to the hospital to accompany Feng Ming’s rehabilitation for a week; she didn’t need to bring anything else.

Jiang Moxi quickly finished packing her luggage, ready to depart.

Fu Youhan then asked, "Shall I take you to the meetup point?"

Naturally, Jiang Moxi refused, as it would give her away: "No need. I’ve arranged to ride with a classmate on a motorcycle."

"Then when you return, let me pick you up," Fu Youhan said, gently rubbing the top of the girl’s head.

Considering he wouldn’t see her for the coming week, he found himself somewhat reluctant to let go.

But he knew it wasn’t right; Jiang Moxi also needed to have her own social circle.

So even with reluctance, Fu Youhan still let go.

Jiang Moxi also felt reluctant to leave Fu Youhan.

But the upcoming week of rehabilitation was very important for Feng Ming.

So, she still smiled, waved goodbye to Fu Youhan, put on her helmet, got on the motorcycle, and sped away...