Chapter 47: 47 Unable to enjoy his service 1
Fated to My Billionaire Husband
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Atter some thought, she gently said to her, âYutei, I went to see the hotel, itâs pretty good. Your uncle has borrowed the money and is capable of repaying it. So how about your mother acts as a guarantor for him? If he loses money, he could mortgage our family house.â
âMomâ¦â Jian Yufei grabbed her motherâs hand, not knowing what to say.
She couldnât tell them that she had been reborn, knowing what would happen in the future. Even if she told them, no one would likely believe her.
But she simply couldnât let her family continue to ask for money from Ruan Tianling.
Just as Jian Yufei was about to speak, Ruan Anguo interrupted, âYufei, if you are worried about the hotel not making money, grandfather can send someone to personally inspect it. If it can make a profit, we can lend the money.â
Jian Yufeiâs eyes flickered slightly. This wasnât a bad plan; stalling for now would buy her some time.
âGrandfather, letâs follow your idea,â she acquiesced.
Sun Zhaohui quickly grabbed Ruan Anguoâs hand, thanking him with a smile, âOld man, you indeed possess the demeanor of a general. Rest assured, our hotel will surely make a profit, we will repay the principle plus interest on time, without any delay!â
His words held a hint of sarcasm, but Jian Yufei didnât care. The sarcasm was nothing compared to the trouble that would follow if the hotel failed.
Wang Daizhen and Sun Zhaohui left after sitting for a while. Ruan Anguo also went back to rest.
Only Jian Yufei and Ruan Tianling were left in the hospital room.
Why hadnât he left?
Jian Yufei spoke indifferently, âYou can get busy, Aunt Li can take care of me.â
Ruan Tianling sat down next to her, his slender fingers picking up an apple, his right hand holding a small fruit knife.
âWant to eat an apple?â He asked her sideways.
Was he peeling it for her?
Jian Yufei felt unqualified to enjoy his service, âNo need, let Aunt Li come in and take care of me.â
But Ruan Tianling continued peeling the apple. He glanced at her, a smile playing on his lips, âIâm your husband. Donât I have the right to take care of you?â
Jian Yufei couldnât help but retort, âDonât forget, Iâm in the hospital because of you, my husband!â
âYes, Iâm the reason youâre hospitalized, so Iâll take care of you. I donât see anything wrong with that.â
Jian Yufei gave him a strange look. In her view, he wouldnât be guilty over such a minor thing.
âIâm not blaming you,â she had to reply. So stop feeling indebted and just go away.
Ruan Tianling raised an eyebrow, âOh, if you donât blame me, then you
wouldnât mind my staying, right?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
ââ¦â What could she say to that?
Forget it, let him stay. She didnât think heâd be around for long. The smell of the hospital was awful; heâd likely get fed up soon.
Jian Yufei said no more, her gaze inadvertently falling on his hands.
His fingers were long and good-looking, clearly defined.
Watching these hands peeling the apple was like witnessing an art form.
The apple he was peeling was also lovely to behold; with a thin skin forming one continuous strip, hanging off the apple in a swirling spring-like fashion.
Moreover, the pinkish, moist flesh of the apple was rather appetizing.
Jian Yufei was absorbed in watching when a small piece of apple was suddenly held out to her mouth.
She froze, looking up to meet Ruan Tianlingâs smiling eyes, âHave some if you want.â
He misunderstood her. She didnât want to eat, she had simply lost herself in her observation.
But the appleâs fragrance was enticing, and she was quite thirsty, her lips dry..