Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Atter some thought, she gently said to her, “Yutei, I went to see the hotel, it’s 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.”

“Mom…” Jian Yufei grabbed her mother’s hand, not knowing what to say.

She couldn’t 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 couldn’t let her family continue to ask for money from Ruan Tianling.

Just as Jian Yufei was about to speak, Ruan Anguo interrupted, “Yufei, 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.”

Jian Yufei’s eyes flickered slightly. This wasn’t a bad plan; stalling for now would buy her some time.

“Grandfather, let’s follow your idea,” she acquiesced.

Sun Zhaohui quickly grabbed Ruan Anguo’s hand, thanking him with a smile, “Old 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!”

His words held a hint of sarcasm, but Jian Yufei didn’t 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 hadn’t he left?

Jian Yufei spoke indifferently, “You can get busy, Aunt Li can take care of me.”

Ruan Tianling sat down next to her, his slender fingers picking up an apple, his right hand holding a small fruit knife.

“Want to eat an apple?” He asked her sideways.

Was he peeling it for her?

Jian Yufei felt unqualified to enjoy his service, “No need, let Aunt Li come in and take care of me.’

But Ruan Tianling continued peeling the apple. He glanced at her, a smile playing on his lips, “I’m your husband. Don’t I have the right to take care of you?”

Jian Yufei couldn’t help but retort, “Don’t forget, I’m in the hospital because of you, my husband!”

“Yes, I’m the reason you’re hospitalized, so I’ll take care of you. I don’t see anything wrong with that.”

Jian Yufei gave him a strange look. In her view, he wouldn’t be guilty over such a minor thing.

“I’m not blaming you,” she had to reply. So stop feeling indebted and just go away.

Ruan Tianling raised an eyebrow, “Oh, if you don’t blame me, then you

wouldn’t mind my staying, right?”

“…” What could she say to that?

Forget it, let him stay. She didn’t think he’d be around for long. The smell of the hospital was awful; he’d 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 Tianling’s smiling eyes, “Have some if you want.”

He misunderstood her. She didn’t want to eat, she had simply lost herself in her observation.

But the apple’s fragrance was enticing, and she was quite thirsty, her lips dry..