Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

Xu Qingcheng felt a dryness in her nose, and the tears she was forcibly suppressing wanted to burst forth, but she held them back with all her might.

She nodded, as if to emphasize, "Yes, he'll be fine."

Xu Qingcheng is not superstitious, but at this moment, she can only believe in faith, and she hopes that her faith can be conveyed to Qingyao.

He will pull through; there won't be any problems.

The light of life cannot be cut off at its brightest moment; there is still a more wonderful life to write and create.

Qingyao, your sister said she would wait for you to come back, and you can't let me down.

When Xu Qingyao was wheeled out of the operating room, he was still unconscious due to the anesthesia. His eyes were closed as if he were just asleep, but his sharply defined features pierced her eyes in the light, stabbing right into her heart.

She reached out and touched his cheek, then let go, allowing the medical staff to take him to the ICU for observation.

I politely asked the surgeon, "Doctor, how is he?"

"The surgery went smoothly. Fortunately, he is young... His life is not in danger. As for his recovery, we will need to wait until he wakes up before conducting further examinations."

Upon receiving this reply, Xu Qingcheng's strength immediately dissipated, and she almost couldn't stand. The man wrapped his arm around her waist and supported her firmly, his voice anxious, "What's wrong? Are you dizzy?"

She clutched his shirt, tears welling in her eyes, and shook her head. "No, my legs are weak."

Fu Jingting couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He tightened his grip on her, making her stand close to him. "There are still many things for you to handle. Can you manage?"

Xu Qingcheng nodded, then sniffed hard. "I can manage."

Fu Jingting helped her stand up straight. Someone came over to urge him, and he nodded.

He reached out and gently wiped away the moisture from the corner of her eyes. His fingers brushed against her eyes with a less-than-gentle touch. "I shouldn't stay here any longer. Call me if you need anything."

Qingyao is not an ordinary patient; he needs to go through strict procedures. Since he is not a direct relative, he should not be allowed to come in.

Xu Qingcheng nodded and watched him leave.

She tilted her head back forcefully, letting her eyes absorb all the tears.

Xu Qingyao woke up the next day and seemed a little stunned when she saw Xu Qingcheng. After a while, she said, "Sister, you've lost weight."

Tears welled up in her eyes, but couldn't be wiped away, and streamed down her cheeks. She wiped them away with her fingers, her laughter choked with emotion, "I'm on a diet."

Xu Qingyao turned his head away, his lips twitching slightly. His young face was furrowed, his brows furrowed as he endured the pain, and the veins on his jawline were clearly visible.

Xu Qingcheng grasped his uninjured right hand. "Does it hurt a lot?"

"It's alright. I can handle it."

He gritted his teeth, each word sounding like a gasp for air as he tried to pull himself up from a deep well. As the anesthesia wore off, the pain, like a venomous insect tearing at his bones, was utterly unbearable.

But he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound of pain, afraid that if he cried out, his sister's tears would well up.

Xu Qingcheng took a towel from the side and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, simply saying, "Well done."

……

The prison authorities handed the accident report to Xu Qingcheng, stating it was an accident, a workplace safety incident, caused by his improper operation.

The official stance is that since the person is alright, they should receive proper treatment. Besides, it was his own improper operation, and since things have already come to this, they shouldn't make a big fuss about it.

Make her sign the liability determination form.

She did not see the video footage of the incident, but all the identification and investigation procedures were complete.

Xu Qingcheng understood the implications all too well, but Qingyao still had to continue serving his sentence.

She had no choice but to sign it.

After Xu Qingcheng finished signing, she slammed the pen on the table and rushed out.

Song Chang was waiting for her outside, but before he could even ask if it was done, she had already rushed over.

Xu Qingcheng opened the car door and got in. Her face was extremely cold. The sunlight shone brightly on her face, making her skin so pale that it seemed as if the sunlight could penetrate it.

"Where are you going?" Song Chang called after her, but Xu Qingcheng had already stepped on the gas and sped off.

Song Chang was getting anxious; Qingcheng's expression was off.

She quickly got into her car and drove after them.

Song Chang struggled to keep up, and several traffic lights stopped her, making it impossible to see Xu Qingcheng's car anymore.

She was so anxious that she kept hitting the steering wheel, and Xu Qingcheng wouldn't answer her calls.

Song Chang went to several places—Shengshi, the hospital, and her home—but couldn't find Xu Qingcheng.

Winter nights come too quickly; it's already completely dark.

Ye Wenhan came out of the bar. This was the craziest she had been having in a while, and she was so happy that she wanted to cry.

She refused to believe that Xu Qingcheng could be so arrogant when Xu Qingyao was about to die. This was the consequence, the consequence of her being ungrateful and trying to ruin the Ye family and climb up to the Fu family.

Pah! Serves them right!

Ye Wenhan laughed arrogantly. She had drunk quite a bit and was staggering. She said goodbye to her friends and walked away with her keys.

Suddenly, two beams of light shone directly at her. Ye Wenhan instinctively raised her hand to block them, but the blinding light made it impossible for her to open her eyes.

The engine roared and hurtled towards her. Ye Wenhan screamed in fright and turned to run away in her high heels.

Her hair was disheveled, her shoes were lost, and her bag was thrown from her hand. The car behind her was following her, and the rumbling sound was like a guillotine hanging over her head.

The car slammed into the guardrail on one side, and Ye Wenhan was so frightened that she wet herself and fell to the ground.

She watched as the car reversed and rushed towards her again. She cried and screamed, scrambled to her feet and ran, but tripped and fell to the ground with a thud, unable to get up again.

The red sedan hurtled towards her like a madman, and Xu Qingcheng slammed on the gas pedal.

When Song Chang arrived, she saw this scene and was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Qingcheng, don't be impulsive. Even if Ye Wenhan is utterly wicked, you can't do it!

The car stopped with a screeching sound the moment it hit Ye Wenhan.

Ye Wenhan was still in shock. Tears streamed down her face, ruining her makeup. Her face looked like a palette of colors. She covered her face with her arms, trembling. The alcohol had completely worn off, leaving her only with terror.

The red car next to her was only a few dozen centimeters away; one more stomp and it would crush her like a meat patty.

The car door opened, and the woman walked towards her in the moonlight, her hair swaying gently behind her as she walked, still carrying a sharp and clear air.

Xu Qingcheng's face was as cold as the moon in the sky, its light tinged with darkness when obscured by dark clouds.

Qingcheng walked straight towards Ye Wenhan, stood in front of her, and looked down at her. "Scared? Compared to Qingyao, what are you?"

Ye Wenhan recognized the person and roared at the top of her lungs, "Xu Qingcheng!! You're the one who doesn't know what's good for you! You dare to block the Ye family's path, you deserve to see your brother suffer! You wait, this is just the beginning! Just the beginning!"

With her fingers clenched tightly in her palms, Xu Qingcheng felt a dull pain in her heart, as if being cut by a knife, until she became numb with pain.

She suddenly laughed, her beautiful face taking on a sinister air in the moonlight. "You're right, this is just the beginning. Ye Wenhan, I can tolerate your repeated attacks on me—kidnapping, hiring people to beat me up—but you shouldn't have laid a hand on Qingyao."

"The Ye family wants to see me fall from grace, but I'll live beautifully." Her eyebrows curved into a smile, her lips sharp. "Ye Wenhan, you want to marry into the Fu family, but I'll make things worse for you. What you want most, I'll take away from you."