Is It Possible That You Love Without Knowing It?

"Xiangsi!"

Fu Hanjiang's face darkened as he interrupted her, his thin lips pressed into a tight line, his tense features displaying his displeasure.

"Are you unhappy?" Sheng Xiangsi raised her eyebrows slightly. "Am I not speaking the truth? You got hurt for your beloved. Naturally, she should be the one feeling distressed..."

"Enough! Stop mentioning 'beloved' every time!"

Fu Hanjiang suppressed his displeasure and stared at her coldly. "How many times have I told you about Leyi? There's nothing between us. Last night, it was because of my big brother..."

"Really?"

Sheng Xiangsi smiled slightly, a hint of sharpness flashing in her eyes. "Is it possible that you, Second Master Fu, are in love without realizing it?"

"Xiangsi..."

Knock, knock, the door to the ward was knocked.

It was a nurse pushing a treatment cart. "Mr. Fu, it's time for your afternoon infusion."

Fu Hanjiang glared at Sheng Xiangsi, his face sullen, not saying a word.

"Thank you."

Sheng Xiangsi stepped back a few paces to make it easier for the nurse to operate. "Sorry to trouble you."

"Not at all, Miss Sheng."

The nurse smiled as she bent over to administer the medication to Fu Hanjiang.

"It's done. If you need anything, call us at the nurse's station or press the call button."

"Alright, thank you."

"You're welcome."

The nurse pushed the cart out, and the ward fell silent again.

The interruption had created a somewhat awkward silence.

Sheng Xiangsi had no intention of continuing the previous conversation. She pulled out a chair, sat down, glanced at the infusion bottle, and muttered, "This will take at least an hour and a half."

With that, she yawned widely. "Ah..."

Tears from yawning welled up in her eyes, and Sheng Xiangsi wiped them away.

Fu Hanjiang noticed this, his earlier displeasure dissipating. "Are you very tired?"

"Yes."

Sheng Xiangsi nodded and yawned again. "Ah... Tired? How could I not be? Last night was a mess, I don't know if I slept three hours. Then I went to the dance troupe early this morning."

Now, sitting down, she felt the full force of her fatigue.

Fu Hanjiang glanced at his hospital bed, which was large enough to accommodate both of them comfortably. "Xiangsi, come..."

He had just spoken when the door opened again.

This time, it was Rong Zheng.

"What is it?" Fu Hanjiang looked displeased. Why was he coming in at this time?

Uh.

Rong Zheng was momentarily stunned, feeling a chill run down his neck.

Why did he feel like Second Master's gaze was like a knife?

"Second Master." Rong Zheng, bracing himself, quickly said, "I wanted to ask Miss Xiangsi if she would go back to get some things for you."

Rong Zheng was truly thoughtful.

Fu Hanjiang would be in the hospital for a few days. While it was easy to buy anything he needed, some personal items like clothing and a razor would be more comfortable if they were his own.

This was something even Sheng Xiangsi hadn't thought of.

Normally, Rong Zheng would handle this himself, but now that Sheng Xiangsi was the mistress of Yintan, it was natural for her to arrange these things.

"That's very considerate of you," Sheng Xiangsi nodded. "I'll go back. I'm more familiar with his things."

"Yes."

Sheng Xiangsi stood up and instructed Rong Zheng, "I'll leave this to you. I'll go back and pack."

Rong Zheng said, "Chen Shu is downstairs. He'll drive you back."

"Alright, noted."

"Xiangsi."

As she was about to leave, Fu Hanjiang called out to her.

When Sheng Xiangsi turned around, he looked at her expectantly. "You'll come back, right?"

"?" Sheng Xiangsi was taken aback and then chuckled. "Of course, I'm going to get your things. I have to bring them back to you, don't I?"

"Yes..." Fu Hanjiang smiled at her. "Be careful on the road. Come back soon."

"Got it."

Sheng Xiangsi waved and left the ward.

The moment the door closed, Fu Hanjiang felt a sudden pang of anxiety, an inexplicable fear that she would leave and not return...

Sheng Xiangsi exited the hospital building and got into the car with Chen Zhong.

As the car drove towards the hospital gate, they passed a small grove. Through the car window, she saw Fu Hanchuan and Yao Leyi.

It seemed like they were talking about something.

The car quickly drove past, and she could no longer see them.

In the small grove.

Yao Leyi had her back to Fu Hanchuan, her eyes red.

"Leyi." Fu Hanchuan, supporting himself with a cane in one hand and holding a handkerchief in the other, tried to wipe her tears.

"Don't cry anymore. It's all my fault. If you're upset, take it out on me."

"Take it out on you?"

Yao Leyi suddenly raised her head, glaring at him resentfully. "Fine, let me ask you first! The child is three years old. Where is his mother? You kept him with Qi Si, but where is that woman?"

"There is no woman."

Fu Hanchuan spat out these words, frowning, a clear face flashing before his eyes...

Steeling his heart, he firmly said, "There is no such woman."

"What?"

Yao Leyi was stunned, then mocked, "Do you think I'm a fool? No woman, and the child was born by you alone?"

"That's not what I mean."

Fu Hanchuan shook his head. "I mean, I only acknowledge the child. As for the child's mother... I don't know who she is, nor do I intend to have any entanglements with her."

"?" Yao Leyi stared at him, her mouth opening uncertainly, "You... you mean it?"

"Yes." Fu Hanchuan's dark eyes looked at her, extending his hand with the handkerchief to gently wipe away her tears.

"The child's situation was an accident. His mother is a stranger to me. Why would I abandon you because of her?"

Every word was heard clearly and unmistakably by Yao Leyi.

Her eyes welled up, and tears flowed again.

"What now?" Fu Hanchuan was startled. "Crying again..."

"Hanchuan!"

Before he could finish, Yao Leyi threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist tightly, sobbing.

"You said it yourself! You said it yourself! Don't lie to me! Don't ever lie to me again!"

Fu Hanchuan looked down at the person in his arms, letting out a barely audible sigh.

He raised his arm, gently holding her.

"Yes, I said it myself. I won't lie to you."

"Sniff..."

Yao Leyi couldn't control her emotions and kept crying. "Hanchuan, I can't live without you. I only have you. I can't live without you."

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes, responding softly, "I know, I know."

...

Back at Yintan, Sheng Xiangsi found a suitcase and packed a few sets of Fu Hanjiang's clothes, then added his usual personal items. That should be about it.

She carried the suitcase downstairs and handed it to Chen Zhong.

"Uncle Chen, sorry to trouble you."

"Miss Xiangsi, no need to be so polite." Chen Zhong took the suitcase and walked outside. "Miss Xiangsi, let's go."

"Uncle Chen."

Sheng Xiangsi stood still. "You can take it over. I won't be going with you."