Chapter 363: Can’t you see that you’re jealous?

Yun Zheng keenly noticed his abnormality, reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong?"

"Can't you see that I'm jealous?" Fu Linghe supported his hands on both sides of Yun Zheng, leaned forward, and there was a dangerous undercurrent in his obsidian eyes.

His voice was low and gritted with a hint of bitterness. "Mrs. Fu is very good at playing dumb."

Yun Zheng was startled by his sudden action and let out a small cry, then couldn't help laughing out loud.

This smile pulled at her throat again, causing her to cough lightly.

Fu Linghe immediately released his grip and began to gently stroke her back, his movements so gentle that they were completely different from before.

"You deserve it." He said harshly, but he had already turned around and poured a glass of warm water to her lips, "Drink slowly."

Yun Zheng took small sips from his hand, but her eyes were fixed on his tense profile.

Drops of water slid down the corners of her lips, and Fu Linghe's thumb subconsciously touched it, gently rubbing the soft skin.

"He just came to deliver breakfast..." she explained quietly.

"Do I need to touch your forehead when I bring you breakfast?" Fu Linghe sneered, "Do I need to rub your hair? Do I need..."

He suddenly paused, took a deep breath to calm himself, and said, "Forget it."

Yun Zheng blinked, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him closer.

Fu Linghe was caught off guard and had to support himself on the headboard of the bed with one hand to avoid falling on her.

"Fu Linghe!" She looked him straight in the eyes, her voice soft but clear, "Are you questioning my feelings for you?"

Fu Linghe's pupils contracted slightly and his Adam's apple rolled.

"I just don't like people touching you." He turned his face away, his voice muffled.

Yun Zheng loosened his collar and cupped his face, forcing him to look at her. "Look at me."

The man's obsidian eyes met hers, filled with the possessiveness she was familiar with, as well as a hint of imperceptible uneasiness.

"Who am I?" she asked.

"Yun Zheng." He answered without hesitation.

"What else?"

"My wife."

"besides!"

"My wife!"

"Stop," Yun Zheng interrupted him with a smile, "those aren't the most important things."

She suddenly exerted force, pulling him closer until their breaths blended. "What matters is that I chose you, from the beginning to the end."

Fu Linghe's eyes softened a little, but he was still stubborn. "The way you looked at him just now..."

"He's my brother, a blood brother. I only glanced at him." She held his face, "but when I looked at you..."

She took his hand and pressed it against her heart, "I will feel happy and satisfied here..."

Fu Linghe's breathing obviously stagnated.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his movements as gentle as a feather, afraid of breaking them.

"Don't do it again." He whispered against her lips.

"What next time?"

"Looking at other men for so long."

Yun Zheng smiled and dodged his kiss, "When did Mr. Fu become so domineering again?"

"I... have always been like this." Fu Linghe said confidently, running his fingers through her hair. "There can only be me in your space."

Yun Zheng was about to retort when there was a knock on the ward door.

Fu Linghe stood up reluctantly, straightened his clothes, and said, "Come in."

The nurse came in with a medicine cart and saw the two people's ambiguous posture. Her face turned slightly red. "Mr. Fu, it's time for Madam to take her medicine."

Fu Linghe took the medicine tray and signaled the nurse to leave.

After the door closed again, he helped Yun Zheng up and handed her the medicine and water.

"Bitter..." Yun Zheng frowned and looked at the pill in her palm.

Fu Linghe pulled out a candy from his pocket like a magician, "I'll give it to you after you finish your medicine."

Yun Zheng looked at him in surprise, "When did you bring the candy?"

"This morning." He turned his face away. "Just open your mouth."

Yun Zheng felt warm in her heart, took the medicine obediently, and then couldn't wait to grab the candy.

Fu Linghe looked at her childish behavior and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

"What are you laughing at?" Yun Zheng asked while holding a candy in her mouth.

"Nothing," he reached out and wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth, "I was just thinking, Mo Shian must not know that you take candy with your medicine."

Yun Zheng blinked, "You're even jealous of this?"

Fu Linghe didn't say anything, but just held her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, "Go to sleep for a while, I'll keep you company."

Yun Zheng found a comfortable position in his arms and closed her eyes.

In a daze, she felt Fu Linghe's fingers gently combing her long hair, and heard his low voice in her ear, "Next time you look at him like that, I will immediately take you back to the capital and hide you, so that you will never see him again."

Yun Zheng curled up the corners of her mouth, did not answer, but hugged his waist tighter.

She knew that this man, who seemed cold and ruthless to outsiders, only gave her all his tenderness and vulnerability.

And this possessiveness is precisely the most direct proof of his love for her.

——

After Mo Shian left the SVIP ward where Yun Zheng and the others were staying, he went to the ward where Ning Zhi was staying.

Ning Zhi's complexion has improved a lot.

This was the most energetic Mo Shian had seen her in all these years.

Ning Zhi saw him as soon as he entered the ward, "Shi An is here, didn't Zheng Zheng come with you?"

Ning Zhi heard Mo Chenfeng say that Yun Zheng went back to the old house with Mo Shian last night, and thought that the brother and sister would come together.

I asked casually when I didn't see Yun Zheng.

Mo Shian put the things he was carrying on the table beside him, "Zheng Zheng came home with me last night, but maybe she couldn't get used to living at home, so she sneaked back to the hospital in the middle of the night."

"She had a high fever last night. The doctor said it was because she had been overworked in recent days."

Mo Shian took out the bird's nest porridge from the thermos, filled a bowl gracefully and handed it to Ning Zhi, "Mom, eat something first. Zheng Zheng is being taken care of by Fu Linghe, so you don't have to worry."

Ning Zhi took the porcelain bowl, and the warm touch came from her fingertips, but she couldn't hide the worry in her eyes.

"You have a fever? Is it serious? Weren't you fine last night?"

She was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, "I have to go check..."

"Mom!" Mo Shi'an quickly pressed her shoulders. "Zheng Zheng just fell asleep, and Fu Linghe stayed up all night. If you go over now, you'll disturb her rest."

Ning Zhi paused, her well-maintained fingers tightly gripping the corner of the quilt, her knuckles slightly white.

She looked up at her son, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, "Fu Linghe... can he take care of others?"

Mo Shi'an's eyes flickered slightly, and he remembered the way Fu Linghe stayed by Yun Zheng's side in the ward just now, and his bloodshot yet alert eyes.

He nodded slightly, "Yes, and he took good care of me."

"That's good..." Ning Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head to stir the porridge in the bowl, and suddenly looked up as if remembering something, "By the way, does your grandfather know that Zheng Zheng has a fever?"

"I don't know yet. I only found out about it when I got here. But he was the one who asked me to bring the supplements and breakfast."

Mo Shi'an pointed to the food box on the table, a helpless smile on his lips, "Grandpa said Fu Linghe has just recovered and needs to be nourished."

Ning Zhi chuckled when she heard this, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes smoothed out.

She scooped a spoonful of porridge into her mouth, then paused for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking. "Shi An, you..."

She hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Is there any misunderstanding between you and Fu Linghe?"

Mo Shian paused as he sorted the supplements. A dark flash crossed his eyes behind his glasses. "No."

Naturally, there were misunderstandings between him and Fu Linghe. Initially, as heirs of two families, they disliked each other.

Now there is also the hatred for him who told Yun Zheng about her life story in a moment of impulse and hurt Yun Zheng.

His tone was calm, but he changed the subject subtly. "Grandpa asked me to bring you these blood swallows. I'll have the nurse stew them."

Ning Zhi looked at her son deeply, but ultimately did not ask any further questions.

"Mom?" Mo Shi'an's voice interrupted her thoughts, "You don't look well. Do you want to call a doctor?"

Ning Zhi shook her head and placed the empty bowl on the bedside table. "I'm fine. I'm just worried about Zheng Zheng."

She looked out the window. The sunlight shone through the glass onto the ward floor, forming a warm spot of light.

Mo Shi'an walked to the window and pulled the curtains slightly higher to block out the glaring sunlight. "Just take good care of yourself. Fu Linghe will take good care of her."

When he said this, there was a sense of relief in his voice that he himself didn't even notice.

Ning Zhi keenly caught the change in her son's tone, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

She patted the seat next to her and said, "Shi'an, sit down and talk to Mom for a while."

Mo Shian sat down obediently, his suit pants stretching out elegant lines because of the movement.

He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, rubbed his eyebrows, and rarely showed a bit of fatigue.

"Are you tired?" Ning Zhi caressed her son's cheek lovingly. "I'm busy with company matters, and I have to go to the hospital every day."

"Not tired." Mo Shi'an held his mother's hand, and his heart ached when he touched the slightly rough fingertips.

Mo Shi'an gently placed his mother's hand back on the quilt. His fingertips accidentally touched the faint needle marks on her wrist, and his brows frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Have you taken your medicine on time?" He picked up the medicine box on the bedside and checked it. There was indeed not a single pill missing, neatly arranged inside.

Ning Zhi gathered the sleeves of her nightgown with a guilty conscience. "I forgot when the nurse came to check my blood pressure this morning..."

"Mom." Mo Shi'an sighed, pouring the water very gently. "The most important thing for you now is to take good care of yourself."

The warm water was handed to her. Ning Zhi looked at her son's eyes that did not allow for refusal and had to take the cup.

Her helpless smile was reflected on the glass. "Mom knows that we just found Zheng Zheng, and I can't bear to let myself fall."

A few crisp bird calls came from outside the window. Mo Shi'an turned his head and looked. The cherry blossoms in the hospital garden were in full bloom. He suddenly remembered something and took out a velvet box from his briefcase.

"I saw it at the antique market in City C last week on a business trip."

He opened the box, revealing a peacock blue enamel brooch. The feather pattern shimmered delicately in the sunlight. "It goes perfectly with your moon-white cheongsam."

Ning Zhi took the brooch with surprise, and suddenly paused as her fingertips touched the delicate lines. "Isn't this... the out-of-print "Blue Bird" series?"

"Your eyesight is still so good." Mo Shi'an raised the corners of his lips slightly, "It's a pity that you only found this one."

Originally, the relationship between mother and son was very good, but in the past five years, Ning Zhi has spent more time in the hospital than at home.

The mother and son have less time to spend together.

"That's thoughtful. Mom likes it very much." Ning Zhi said angrily, but couldn't help but pin the brooch on her collar to show it off.

The sunlight passed through the enamel, casting a shimmering blue light on the side of her neck, making her complexion look brighter.

Mo Shi'an looked at the smile lines that formed at the corners of his mother's eyes, reached out and adjusted the angle of the brooch, "Wait until the day you're discharged from the hospital."

The nurse pushed the door open and came in to change the medicine. Seeing this heartwarming scene of loving mother and filial son, she couldn't help but slow down her movements.