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

Got in the car.

Xu Qingcheng said, "Let's have a chat." She told the driver to go to Jingshan No. 1.

Fu Jingting glanced at her and had no objection.

Xu Qingcheng remained silent the entire way, her right hand touching the ring on her left ring finger, a complex mix of emotions swirling within her.

She married him, a man who didn't really like her.

Do you think she wasn't disappointed? Obviously not.

But the fact is that it has already come to this, and even she doesn't allow this marriage to end so easily.

Once inside, the two sat on the sofa. Xu Qingcheng looked at him and said, "I won't beat around the bush. I know you don't want to marry me, but I do want to. I won't make any unreasonable demands on you. I just want the Fu family to lend a hand to Shengshi in times of crisis, without violating any principles."

The first part was barely tolerable, but the rest was infuriating. Fu Jingting looked at her coldly, "Your so-called desire to marry is just because you value the Fu family so you can rely on them."

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips. She admitted that this was the most important reason, and there was nothing else to explain. Her eyelids lowered slightly. "If I said I love you, would you believe me?"

The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he spat out two words with resentment, "I don't believe it."

It's natural not to believe; it would be strange if you did.

She herself would get goosebumps if she said it out loud, but when she thought about it, she felt helpless. She was helpless that she had made this choice and had to drag him down with her.

However, in the future, he and she will probably have to put on a show of affection, which will inadvertently boost outsiders' confidence in the prosperous era.

Xu Qingcheng took a document out of her bag and pushed it in front of him. "This is a divorce agreement, effective three years from now. I've already signed it." She handed it to him, a little nervous. "I know you'll be very angry about getting married this way. But we're legally married now that we've registered our marriage. You don't have to like me, but I still hope there won't be too many negative things during our marriage."

Fu Jingting flipped through the divorce agreement. The terms she wrote were simple, with no connection between the assets, and even the dates were detailed down to the day and month.

He snorted and asked her, "What do you mean by 'too negative'?"

"Infidelity, one-night stands... things like that." Xu Qingcheng bit her lip. "I can overlook other things you do, but this kind of behavior during our marriage is unacceptable. The Fu family doesn't want this kind of negative news, and the Xu family cares about it too. I don't want my parents to worry about me either."

Fu Jingting placed the divorce agreement on the table, raised an eyebrow at her, and said, "You won't let me cheat on you, you won't let me find other women, but I still have physical needs."

He paused, looked at her, and said, "So, you have to meet all my needs."

Xu Qingcheng did not expect him to so directly and bluntly steer the question toward her.

His face suddenly flushed bright red, burning hot. This was different from his lewd talk and shameless teasing during their intimate moments; they were having a serious conversation!

Seeing her flushed face, Fu Jingting's mood suddenly improved. Luckily, she hadn't said he could go out and find other women; she could just ignore it.

The man reached out and tugged at her ear. "You're so red, it's not like you haven't slept with me before. You even have a child, don't tell me you don't understand lovemaking, Miss Xu."

After saying that, he suddenly raised an eyebrow, "No, I should say Mrs. Fu now."

When he called her Mrs. Fu, Xu Qingcheng felt goosebumps all over her body. It was just that... although she knew they had gotten their marriage certificate, she hadn't completely switched her mindset to this new identity.

There have been so many things going on lately, it feels like someone is whipping me from behind. I've been so focused on running forward that I haven't had the time or energy to think about this mess.

Xu Qingcheng turned her face away, gritting her teeth, "Can you please stop bringing up this kind of thing? It's not important."

"How can it not be important? Food and sex are human nature. What do you think those men do when they cheat on their wives? It's nothing more than seeking physical stimulation. Some seek stimulation with their wives, while others seek it outside."

He looked at her, pulled her to his side, draped his arm over her shoulder, turned towards her, and spoke into her ear, "What you're saying is that I should only seek pleasure and excitement with you, right?"

He was so close that when he opened his lips, they brushed against her earlobe, barely touching it, and his warm breath went straight into her ear canal.

It was very itchy. Xu Qingcheng turned her head to the side. She knew he was teasing her on purpose, and she was a little annoyed. "Whatever you say goes."

She tried to stand up, but he pulled her back down. His gaze was deep and fixed on her. "The same requirement applies to you. During our marriage, I need to see you having affairs with other men..."

He pressed his hand against her neck, looking extremely threatening.

Her breath caught in her throat, and she hurriedly said, "I absolutely cannot."

The man's gaze was fixed on her intently, his hand sliding down her neck, his fingertips unbuttoning her pure white shirt, his hand landing on her chest. "Is there another man hiding here?"

Beneath his palm was the sound of her heartbeat; as the warmth of his palm flowed through her skin, her heart pounded rapidly.

"What other men!"

Xu Qingcheng tried to push him away, but he wasn't about to let her have her way. He reached inside, asking, "Your heart is beating so fast? Are you lying?"

"You're the one lying, I didn't." Xu Qingcheng pushed herself up on the sofa, but he pulled her back down by his arm around her waist.

He pinned the man down on the sofa and removed all the buttons from his shirt.

Xu Qingcheng blushed and her heart pounded. What was he doing, acting so aroused in broad daylight?!

Grabbing his wrist, Xu Qingcheng bit her lip. "We're talking serious business. Don't do anything reckless."

"Aren't we talking business now?" he asked, his fingertips tracing patterns on her chest, feeling her heartbeat quicken and her eyes light up.

Seeing her like this, it would be a shame not to bully her. The man leaned down and said, "Let me see who's hiding inside."

Xu Qingcheng's eyes burned, and her breathing became labored. She pushed against his shoulder with her hand, "How can my heart not race when you're like this?"

The man who was ravaging her suddenly stopped. He looked at her, a smile suddenly appearing on his face, making him look like a devil. "What's wrong with me? You're feeling it after a few bites?"

It felt like a bomb had been planted in her head; with a deafening roar, Xu Qingcheng was so angry she felt dizzy. "If you don't want to talk, then forget it, whatever!"

She patted him, then remembered.

The man remained completely still.

He grabbed her hand and pressed it above her head. "I didn't say we wouldn't talk. Let's talk like this."

He leaned over her, looking down at her stunningly beautiful face. "Why three years from now?"

Xu Qingcheng's lips moved slightly; she calculated that Qingyao would come out at that time.

Moreover, the smooth operation of a company is not simply a matter of having resources; it involves too many factors such as policies, markets, funding, and teams.

A typical operating cycle is three years.

Xu Qingcheng knew very well that she was not a business prodigy; she needed time to accumulate experience as she learned.

But this is the ideal situation she desires; if he doesn't want to...

"If you think it's too long, we can shorten it." She looked up at him, her eyes even carrying a hint of pleading. "Two and a half years, no, two years is fine too."

"Of course, if you do meet a woman you like and want to marry, we...we can discuss it again." Xu Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly. She clenched her teeth, forcing back the bitterness in her eyes. This bitter feeling shouldn't belong to her, and it didn't belong to her either.

Xu Qingcheng felt that if that day ever came, she only wanted him to give her some dignity.

"You're quite generous," Fu Jingting said coldly, staring at her. "Do you think that in three years, Shengshi will be revived, your brother will be released from prison, and then you can gracefully retire?"

He hit the nail on the head.

Xu Qingcheng's expression changed slightly.

"You've planned this perfectly." He placed his hand on her lower abdomen. "Then tell me, what about him? You didn't mention him in the divorce agreement."