Chapter 2209: Chapter 2211: Jiang Nuan vs. Fu Yi
"You donât have to be like this. My leg injury has nothing to do with you, you donât have to feel obliged to take responsibility for me."
Fu Yi drank down the remaining coffee in the cup in one gulp, put the cup down, pushed away the chair, and stood up. From Jiang Nuanâs perspective, she could only see his lowered eyelids and eyelashes coated in the sunset glow.
"Itâs late, go back home and rest early, you still have work tomorrow."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Nuan was afraid that she wouldnât be able to ask him to stay just like before, and in her anxiety, she reached out and grabbed his sleeve.
"Fu Yi, I have something to tell you, will you listen to me first?"
Fu Yi stopped, his gaze shifted from her slender fingers to her face, silent, "Go ahead."
Jiang Nuan took a breath of relief, raised her eyes, full of worry, "Promise me you wonât interrupt me first."
"..."
Why should he promise? She had the right to speak, and he also had the right to choose not to listen halfway through.
The expression on Jiang Nuanâs porcelain-white face was particularly stubborn, "Promise me first!"
Fu Yi moved, restrained his expression, and went to pull her hand away, "Say what you want to say, if you donât want to, then forget it."
Jiang Nuanâs breath hitched, being coldly rejected by him for the first time. She was supposed to be scared enough to back down by his coldness, but her grip on his sleeve only tightened!
"Then leave."
Like a suddenly temperamental girlfriend, her tone was obviously tinged with pettiness.
Fu Yi truly didnât want to stay any longer, fearing that if he did, the decision he had made with difficulty would crumble.
His gaze darkened, hearing her words, he reached out to pull Jiang Nuanâs hand away.
Once.
Didnât loosen.
Twice.
Gripped tighter.
As time passed, he still hadnât managed to pull away, and the irritation in his chest accumulated more and more, a shadow creeping onto his cold face, his lips involuntarily pressed together.
He realized that unless he used brute force, he couldnât pull Jiang Nuanâs hand away, so he simply let go, his eyes deep, looking at Jiang Nuan, and said coldly, "How can I leave if you donât let go?"
Jiang Nuan pressed her lips, as stubborn as always, "Youâre free to go, Iâm not stopping you. Itâs my freedom to put my hand wherever I want."
Fu Yiâs temples throbbed, "Let go!"
His tone was a bit harsh.
Jiang Nuan held tighter than before, the small bones protruding at her knuckles, her almond-shaped eyes meeting his unyieldingly, sparks flying, "I wonât! If you have the guts, shake my hand off and leave."
She gripped forcefully, and forcibly pulling her hand away would certainly hurt her fingers, and he couldnât bear to hurt her. But Jiang Nuanâs unreasonable attitude was clear, he couldnât leave unless he shook her hand off!
Fu Yi only felt a heavy stone pressing on his chest, weighing down on his heart. With each breath, the stone pressed down an inch.
He grabbed the slender, fair wrist of the little woman, his brows tightly furrowed in frustration, "Nuannuan, what exactly do you want to do!"
Jiang Nuan held her head high, her slender neck like a swanâs, eyes tranquil like autumn water, "I want you to sit here and listen to me properly, without interrupting and without leaving."
The words "without leaving" were particularly gentle, like a feather gently drifting down onto Fu Yiâs heart.
Fu Yi could find a thousand reasons to refuse her, but couldnât bring himself to say them.
Especially when he saw her eyes, moist and focused on him, even the hardest heart would soften.
"I shouldnât have come out with you!"
He spoke as he stopped being stubborn, returned to his seat, pulled out the chair, and sat down again. Clearly still wearing a cold expression, with a face saying âI refuse to talk to you,â yet there was an unseen helplessness in his eyes.
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