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

The heavy curtains blocked out the light.

Xu Qingcheng opened her heavy eyelids, reached for her phone, and suddenly sat up.

She has an important meeting to attend today; she doesn't have time to stay here pretending to be dead.

In return for Fu Jingting's help, she once again brazenly stepped into his territory.

Xu Qingcheng sat on the bed and looked out over the room. She had slept here twice and had a good night's sleep both times, which was no easy feat for her.

The room had a faint sandalwood scent.

It smells good.

Xu Qingcheng thought to herself, "Should I make some sandalwood myself so that she can fall into a deep sleep?"

After washing up, Xu Qingcheng changed her clothes.

As she came down from her second-floor bedroom, the housekeeper was putting breakfast on the dining table from the kitchen. Upon seeing her, she politely asked, "Ms. Xu, would you like some breakfast?"

Xu Qingcheng paused, turned her head, and asked, "Where's Young Master Fu?"

"Young Master has had to leave."

They left?!

Xu Qingcheng checked the time and realized she still had time, so she sat down at the dining table to enjoy her meal.

Duan Heng reported to the man leaning over the billiard table, "Security just reported that Miss Ye's car has arrived, and Miss Xu hasn't left yet."

The man swung the cue stick, and the three balls collided with a thud. One ball bounced back and fell into the hole.

Duan Heng asked, "Should I ask security to stop them?"

"No need, let the car in."

Fu Jingting bent down, gathered his strength, and aimed. His clothes tightened and loosened with his movements, full of tension, yet unhurried.

Wait until all the balls on the table are in the holes.

He stood up and placed the cue stick horizontally on the table.

Reaching the window, the man rested his hands on the windowsill and looked out, just in time to see Ye Wenhan's red sports car drive into the yard.

Ye Wenhan parked her car, and the security guard didn't stop her; she entered very smoothly.

She took a small mirror and carefully checked her makeup, making sure it was flawless before getting off the bus.

After the last auction, she was so angry that she cried and made a scene, demanding that her mother call the old lady to let her know.

She had hoped that the old lady liked her and would say a few good words to her, but instead of getting any good words, she couldn't even get a chance to see Fu Jingting.

Her girlfriends would whisper in her ear every day, saying things like, "Today Fu Jingting is with some model, tomorrow some wealthy family wants to set their daughter up with him," and then they'd always add a sarcastic remark: "A man like Young Master Fu is destined to have a lot of admirers. Dating or marrying him would be exhausting. Wenhan is much more farsighted."

Ye Wenhan snorted coldly.

They just don't meet the requirements, otherwise they wouldn't have the chance to make such sarcastic remarks; they would have pounced on them long ago.

But some people were sensible. Ye Wenhan's cousin, Liang Ruru, advised her, "How many business marriages are truly loving? As long as the marriage is stable and both families prosper, you can live with your heads held high. Those women outside are never respectable. Do you really expect Fu Jingting to remain chaste?!"

Ye Wenhan understands this principle. After this incident, she was scolded by her father a lot, but she calmed down and figured it out herself.

But, "It's precisely because it's Xu Qingcheng that I get angry whenever I see her."

In other words, anyone is fine, but not Xu Qingcheng.

Liang Ruru knew a little about the Ye and Xu families' affairs, and smiled, "But you've already messed things up with Young Master Fu because of her. If you really let her climb up the Fu family's high branch, wouldn't that be doing her bidding?"

Ye Wenhan broke out in a cold sweat at these words. She stared at Liang Ruru, "Xu Qingcheng is plotting this?! How shameless! She thinks she can use this to turn her life around?! No way!"

Originally, Ye Wenhan was reluctant to back down because she was concerned about her reputation, but now she completely forgot about her reputation. She took the initiative to call Fu Jingting early in the morning, coaxing him and saying that she hadn't seen him in a long time and missed him. She begged him to come and see him.

Ye Wenhan was prepared to be ridiculed, but to her surprise, he actually agreed.

Ye Wenhan walked happily into the villa.

When she came in, Xu Qingcheng was leisurely tasting the vegetable pancakes from the stall.

She usually just has milk and bread for breakfast, but now she's enjoying a hearty, handmade Chinese meal.

Xu Qingcheng eats very elegantly, a refined manner cultivated since childhood, so graceful it's pleasing to the eye.

She tore off a piece of bread and ate it in small bites, then turned her head to look at the doorway, where she met the light, and her eyes squinted slightly.

Make sure you see who it is.

Xu Qingcheng's inner turmoil all boiled down to one sentence: Damn it, what a coincidence.

Besides developing an impenetrable thick skin, Miss Xu has also acquired a special skill during this time: remaining calm and composed even when faced with a collapsing mountain. While her inner world is a raging storm, she remains outwardly as calm as a chicken.

She chewed the biscuit she had stuffed into her mouth, wondering how to greet Ye Wenhan.

But in Ye Wenhan's eyes, her actions were seen as a blatant provocation.

Before coming, Ye Wenhan analyzed her impulsive behavior extensively and tried to improve, but now...

With just one look from Xu Qingcheng, she completely lost her composure.

"What are you doing here?!" Ye Wenhan's voice was shrill and piercing, like fingernails scraping against glass. "Get out!"

She pointed to the doorway, speaking in a domineering manner.

Xu Qingcheng's gaze swept over her, her tone indifferent to contempt, "Ye Wenhan, it's one thing for you to barge in and disturb my breakfast, but you also want me to get out?! Get this straight, you're the one who should be leaving!"

When the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king.

With Fu Jingting, the master, absent, Xu Qingcheng, the fake master, was firmly in control of the situation.

"Xu Qingcheng, you're shameless!" Ye Wenhan was furious.

"Watch your mouth. Are you engaged or married to Fu Jingting? It's not even close to happening yet, so why are you acting like some rich lady and yelling at me like that?!"

Xu Qingcheng scoffed, leaving no room for negotiation.

Ye Wenhan's blood rushed to her head. "We're going to get married sooner or later. Who do you think you are? Don't even think about having any ridiculous ideas, Xu Qingcheng. You won't get into the Ye family, and you can forget about getting into the Fu family either!"

It's unclear which of her words touched a nerve with Xu Qingcheng, but her face turned cold, yet her entire expression became even more alluring and captivating, her smile bewitching. She scoffed, "I, Xu Qingcheng, disdain to enter the Ye family's door. I was blind before. As for the Fu family..."

The woman chuckled proudly, "Just because you like it doesn't mean I do. I'd like to see the day you marry Fu Jingting and spend your days alone, unable to bear the loneliness. A man's plaything? Ha, who's whose plaything is still unknown. Fu Shao's physique and technique are undeniably superb; I really like them."

The woman's alluring, seductive, and slightly lewd voice drifted over, causing the man to abruptly stop in his tracks.

Duan Heng couldn't help but look up at Fu Jingting.

The man's face was a bit dark, and the corners of his eyes were drooping.

Treat him like a plaything?

Very good.