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I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night!

Chapter 196 - 196 There's Actually a Woman in the Room in the Middle of the Night

196 There’s Actually a Woman in the Room in the Middle of the Night

“Young Master Fu, you’ve been in a coma for more than three years. It hasn’t even been three months since you woke up, but there’s already a situation. This doesn’t seem like your style! If you confess, you’ll be forgiven. Did the situation start a long time ago?”

Before Fu Sinian could respond, Rong Qi countered his idea.


“Shi Qian is only a sophomore this year in her twenties. If there was a situation three years ago… Damn! You beasts!”

Fu Sinian frowned as he heard Rong Qi’s voice.

“You investigated her?”

Rong Qi felt a chill run down his spine and quickly explained, “No! I was just concerned about why you were personally worried about a small celebrity, so I learned a little about her.”

“My relationship with Shi Qian is not what you think.”

Rong Qi couldn’t help but smile.

He thought to himself, “Fu Sinian, you’re just trying to explain things. If I believe you, I’ll have lived more than twenty years in vain!”

Shi Qian pushed the door open and entered. She didn’t notice that Fu Sinian was on the phone and asked him.

“Young Master Fu, I’ve got some fruit milk. Do you want some?”

When Rong Qi heard a woman’s voice on the phone, he jumped up from the sofa!

A woman!

It was past eleven at night. The woman in Fu Sinian’s room!

Before he could speak, the line went dead.

He hung up!

Rong Qi was stunned.

Could a bachelor like Fu Sinian have a girlfriend?

Fu Sinian put down his phone. Only then did Shi Qian notice that he was talking on the phone.

“I’m sorry. Am I disturbing you?”

“It’s fine,” Fu Sinian replied in a soft voice. “What did you just say there was?”

“Fruit milk.”

“You made it?”


“Bring it over.”

“Okay, give me a moment.”

Shi Qian turned and left. A moment later, she came back in with a tray. Not only were there two glasses of milk, but there were four exquisitely decorated mousse cakes.

Four small cakes in four colors.

Mango yellow, blueberry purple, strawberry red and milk white.

When put together, it was pleasing to the eye.

“I made these pieces of mousse cake for Grandpa. There are no additives or sugar. They’re very healthy. Grandpa didn’t finish them. There are a few left. I brought them over. If you don’t like them, I’ll take them back to the fridge.”

“You still have time to do this?”

“Making some dessert now and then and going down to the kitchen is a way to relieve stress. I like tinkering with those.”

So this was the reason.

It was not that she did not care about the things online, but she had diverted all her attention elsewhere.

Fu Sinian suddenly had a feeling.

Even if there were dark clouds overhead, or even a storm, she could still live like the sun. Bright and sunny.

He voluntarily picked up a strawberry-flavored cake.

Shi Qian was surprised.

Wasn’t he fussy about not eating strawberries when he went to see her mother with her that day?

“This one’s strawberry-flavored,” Shi Qian wanted to remind him.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sinian had already swallowed it.

The cake tasted like ice cream. It was soft and smooth and had a fruity fragrance. There wasn’t much food that could make him feel this satisfied.

Shi Qian stared at him nervously.

He wouldn’t spit it out when he tasted it, would he?

Fu Sinian had no intention of spitting it out. Instead, he tasted it carefully.

Shi Qian was a little confused.

Fu Sinian picked up another piece of mango mousse and ate it too. The different taste stimulated his taste buds.

Shi Qian held the milk and a question formed in her mind.

Why did it feel like Fu Sinian had never eaten cake before?