The Time-Limited Love and Marriage
Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Chapter 165

Jiang Moxi succinctly issued an order for Fu Youhan to leave, a slight frown creasing his dark eyes.

In fact, as soon as he had arrived at the hospital room and learned that Feng Ming was just a brother Jiang Moxi knew from the orphanage, he understood why Jiang Moxi couldn’t even be bothered to glance at him.

He had misunderstood her and had done many things that hurt her—it was natural for her to be angry.

But now, she was so furious that she couldn’t stand to stay in the same space as him for even a second longer, and Fu Youhan didn’t know how to pacify her.

Fortunately, Feng Ming, seeing their conversation at an impasse, quickly intervened.

"Xixi, your friend Mr. Fu told me that your cough is severe, and he came over to persuade you to see a doctor. Don’t just storm in and take it out on him."

"Brother, this is my own business, and it doesn’t trouble anyone else."

As Jiang Moxi spoke, she also handed over the freshly made egg pancakes to Feng Ming: "Fresh from the oven, eat them while they’re hot."

Feng Ming looked at the egg pancakes in his hand, then back at Fu Youhan, "Mr. Fu, would you like some egg pancakes too?"

Fu Youhan felt this was an opportunity to break the deadlock, but just as he was about to speak, Jiang Moxi rejected the offer for him.

"There’s no need, brother you go ahead. What delicacies hasn’t Mr. Fu tasted? He surely wouldn’t deign to eat something from a roadside stall."

By this point, Fu Youhan knew that staying any longer would not afford him the chance to speak with her, so he bade farewell to Feng Ming and left.

After Fu Youhan left, Feng Ming briefly recounted the events that had just transpired.

"Mr. Fu brought a basket of fruit and flowers to visit earlier, and I told him that we knew each other from the orphanage, that we’re like step-siblings. I had a severe car accident and became a living dead, but you didn’t give up on me, you have taken care of me for four years..."

As for the matter of Jiang Moxi being taken back to the Feng Family by him, because it involved too many details about the Feng Family and the Xuanming Mercenary Corps, Feng Ming wasn’t sure if Jiang Moxi would want Fu Youhan to know these things, he omitted those details.

"Xixi, I can tell that he really cares about you. So now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, there’s no need to reject him so much."

Feng Ming advised Jiang Moxi to try to accept love, because he knew better than anyone in the world how much Jiang Moxi longed for the warmth of a family.

So he also hoped, more than anyone else in the world, that Jiang Moxi could marry, have children, live the life of an ordinary person, and experience the warmth of the family she yearned for.

And from his observations of Fu Youhan just now, that man had an extraordinary demeanor and appeared to be someone worthy of a lifetime commitment.

But Jiang Moxi told him, "Brother, our problem doesn’t lie here."

Fu Youhan had only ever regarded her as a plaything, doting on her when he was pleased, ready to replace her at any moment when he was not.

Naturally, she was unwilling to give her wholehearted enthusiasm only to be met with someone else’s fickleness.

But these thoughts were too pride-wounding to articulate, so Jiang Moxi kept them to herself.

So even though Feng Ming kept probing for the root of the problem, Jiang Moxi still opted to evade it, later shifting the topic to distract his attention.

Jiang Moxi stayed in Feng Ming’s hospital room until ten o’clock. When the nurse came to clear the room, she left.

She just didn’t expect that no sooner had she walked out the hospital door, she saw Fu Youhan quietly leaning against the black business car door across the street.

In the chilly night, the occasional passerby on the street was mostly dressed in down jackets and woolly hats.

Yet the man was in a black coat, cut to fit, his whole demeanor looking deep and cold, which inexplicably made one’s heart palpitate.

He was smoking a cigarette, its glow flickering, with the smoke curling around him, blurring his outline and adding a touch of melancholy to his figure.

Fu Youhan also noticed Jiang Moxi’s gaze, quickly pinched out the cigarette, and then strode toward her.

"Let’s go back together." When Fu Youhan approached her, his tone was noticeably lowered.

Jiang Moxi knew that Fu Youhan risked being discovered as not having a disability, waiting in the cold for nearly two hours; if she didn’t get into his car, he probably wouldn’t just let it be.

Not wanting to have too much entanglement with Fu Youhan, she got into the car.

On the way back, Fu Youhan turned the car’s heater up to the maximum. His peripheral vision kept glancing at Jiang Moxi’s attractive profile, his mind replaying what Feng Ming had mentioned earlier.

Four years ago, Jiang Moxi was just sixteen.

Feng Ming went from being a living corpse to being able to speak today, and besides relying on scientific progress, what’s burning more is the medical expenses.

He finally understood why Jiang Moxi didn’t dare to rest for a moment and kept working.

This silly girl, she is so righteous and pure that it’s heart-wrenching.

So, as the car was driving onto the main road, Fu Youhan suddenly asked:

"Aren’t you cold? Why aren’t you wearing thicker clothes? How about we get something warm to eat before going back?"

"No need," Jiang Moxi kept staring at the rapidly passing streetscape outside the car window.

Her slender and ethereal profile was filled with resistance towards him.

Fu Youhan withdrew the corner of his eyes and seemed to let go of his usual coldness; his dark eyes now held a willing surrender.

"Xixi, I’m sorry..."

For the first time in his life, he called a girl with such affection, and for the first time, he apologized to someone so earnestly.

Because he had always been superior, even if he hurt someone, he didn’t need to lower himself to apologize, and others didn’t dare to have any opinions.

But today, he truly felt that he had made a terrible mistake, and apologizing was absolutely necessary.

He stopped the car by the roadside and tried to grab Jiang Moxi’s hand: "Forgive me, please stop being angry, alright?"

But the moment he touched the back of Jiang Moxi’s hand, she pulled her hand away.

"Fu Youhan, I’m not a pet you keep, to come and go at your beck and call! I think I might not have made myself clear earlier, so let’s make it clear now."

Jiang Moxi paused for a moment, then suddenly looked towards Fu Youhan.

This was the first time she took the initiative to look at Fu Youhan directly after their unpleasant quarrel.

But such direct confrontation made Fu Youhan feel a sense of foreboding.

As expected, in the next second, Jiang Moxi said in a cold and draining tone, "Let’s just end things here."

"Are you sure?" Fu Youhan also stared at Jiang Moxi with deep eyes.

Even if he no longer controlled the entire Fu Family, he still possessed a background and status unattainable by ordinary people.

He never thought that he, as he was, would be faced with someone breaking up with him.

"Sure. I will move out of Tianqin Bay tomorrow. As for the paperwork, if you can’t wait, find some time to do it; if you can’t be bothered, just wait for the one-year period to automatically dissolve."

After dropping these words, Jiang Moxi didn’t even wait for Fu Youhan’s response; she opened the car door, got out, and walked away.

Fu Youhan watched the girl’s receding figure, a nameless chill swirling at the bottom of his eyes...

*

At one o’clock in the morning, Night Color’s ninth-floor private room—

"I just coaxed my treasure into submission; we were about to start this wonderful evening, but still, I came when you called. How about that? Am I not a good brother?"

Ye Chen pushed open the private room door, only to see several empty bottles already laid out in front of Fu Youhan.

Right now, he poured himself a full glass of hard liquor and drank it all in one gulp.

Faced with such a display, Ye Chen was somewhat dumbfounded: "What’s going on, treating my Night Color’s booze like plain water?"

The response Fu Youhan gave him was another glass of liquor downed.

Seeing this, Ye Chen began to persuade, "Did you have a falling out with our little Moxi again? I’ve told you, if you like her, don’t fight with her; those who win the fight often end up alone..."

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