Fu Yi gripped her wrist with his large hand; the delicate bones beneath felt as if a mere squeeze could snap them. So fragile, in need of protection.
"Sir Nie couldn't leave his wife because she was afraid of the dark, and I'm the same, I can't leave you alone in Capital City."
Hmm...
His unwavering gaze was fixed on her, making Jiang Nuan's ears burn while her face turned an even deeper shade of red, like a ripe tomato.
"I'm fine."
As soon as Jiang Nuan spoke, she realized her voice was soft and airy, like a cloud in the sky, lacking any credibility.
She took a deep breath to steady herself, meeting his eyes, "Fu Yi, I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me. It's hard enough that Sir Nie has a way to heal your leg, why are you hesitating? The leg is definitely more important!"
Fu Yi's thin lips pressed into a straight line as he buried his head in her neck, mumbling, "Tomorrow we'll go to the civil affairs bureau to remarry."
