Fu Jingyu looked at Ye Fanxing, extending his hand towards her. "Come here."
Under the lights, he sat there, his features illuminated exquisitely by the light.
Swallowing, Ye Fanxing walked towards him. He held her hand, leading her onto the bed. Ye Fanxing sat beside him, their proximity suddenly becoming extremely intimate.
Fu Jingyu still held Ye Fanxing's hand.
Just when Ye Fanxing wanted to say something, Fu Jingyu suddenly pulled her into his arms.
She jumped in surprise. "Unc...Uncle."
What happened?
Didn't he dislike physical contact?
Could it be he instigated it now?
Fu Jingyu tightened his hold on her, whispering in her ear, "We're married. You're my wife. If there's something bothering you, you can tell me."
Fu Jingyu might just be the only person in the world who cares about her.