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

Xu Qingcheng was puzzled when the people outside came in.

He has a handsome appearance and an air of sophistication built up by his haute couture attire. His every move exudes the air of a wealthy young man. However, he is a bit overweight and his posture is not very good. He lacks the upright posture and confidence that comes with a strong chest and back. Fortunately, his face is still presentable, and his features are quite good.

But when that person's eyes swept over her, Xu Qingcheng couldn't help but frown.

His eyes held a mixture of predatory curiosity and wantonness, which made people very uncomfortable.

Xu Qingcheng subtly leaned closer to Fu Jingting. She had seen all sorts of men in the business world, and it seemed that men had an innate hierarchy of contempt for women. After seeing so many men with prejudiced eyes, she could easily discern their intentions.

Fu Jingting called out "Cousin," and Xu Qingcheng followed suit.

Fu Hongxin laughed, "This must be your sister-in-law! I heard from my dad that Jingting got married. At first, I thought it was that girl Ye Wenhan, but it turns out it wasn't her. I heard Ye Wenhan was almost crying her eyes out at home. I didn't expect your sister-in-law to be such a beautiful young lady. We should marry her as soon as possible, lest she benefit from someone else's marriage."

His words revealed a flirtatious tone, and his eyes were fixed on Xu Qingcheng's chest and buttocks, making no attempt to conceal them.

Fu Jingting took a cloak and draped it over her shoulders. He stood in front of her, blocking most of Fu Hongxin's view, and didn't respond to him.

Old Master Fu tapped his cane on the ground, his expression full of displeasure. "How dare you speak like that?!"

Fu Hongxin, however, remained oblivious, saying, "I was just complimenting my sister-in-law on her beauty!"

After saying goodbye, Fu Jingting kept his arm around her waist and held her close to his side the whole time. Xu Qingcheng was surprisingly cooperative, pressing her body against his, and they walked out intimately together.

As Xu Qingcheng opened the car door and got in, her face immediately darkened with anger. "What kind of cousin is this?" she snapped.

"My uncle's family. My second cousin," Fu Jingting explained, his gaze falling on her cold face, knowing she was angry.

He pinched her cheek. "Are you angry?"

Fu Hongxin had a terrible reputation, but since they were relatives and the old man and woman were there, he couldn't say much.

Xu Qingcheng let out a breath and slapped his hand away. "No. Anyway, that's how you see me."

"What do I think of you?" Fu Jingting got excited and insisted that she give a reason.

If Xu Qingcheng didn't say anything, he would tease her until she blushed.

As the car drove along the road, everywhere was decorated with red lanterns and colorful lights. Xu Qingcheng suddenly remembered something and asked the driver to stop at a pharmacy.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm not feeling unwell," Xu Qingcheng lied without batting an eye. "I ate a bit too much, so I'll buy some digestive pills."

The man pressed his palm down on her lower abdomen. "How much do you eat? I haven't seen you eat much."

He placed his palm on her flat stomach, the warmth seeping in.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly blushed, remembering how he had been so flirtatious last night that it made her blush.

He used to be quite restrained, but last night he made no attempt to hide anything or take any precautions, so she couldn't help but remind him.

But the man smiled and asked her, "You're already pregnant, what are you afraid of?"

One sentence shut her up completely.

Xu Qingcheng didn't really want to get pregnant. If she did, the entanglement between the two of them would only intensify.

If, if, in the future he really meets a woman he wants to spend his life with, he will let go even if he doesn't want to.

What did she do then?

Can she really leave her child in the Fu family so easily and carefree?!

Moreover, Xu Qingcheng guessed that he didn't want the child, and she already felt extremely apologetic for not wanting to tie him down with a child, so she didn't want to put any more shackles on him.

If he meets someone he likes, he will have his own children.

Thinking about it, Xu Qingcheng's heart ached terribly. He would do the same shameful and wanton things with other women as he did with her, calling other women "little darling" so intimately.

With her lips pressed tightly together, Xu Qingcheng suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable and annoyed.

She grabbed his hand that was on her stomach and flung it to the side, then moved away from him.

They say a woman's face is like the weather in June, and before Fu Jingting had even said anything to question her, she started throwing a tantrum.

The key issue is that he doesn't understand what kind of temper he's having.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but say, "Why are you looking so long-faced? Who are you trying to fool?"

"You're the one with a long face," she retorted.

"Do you have it?" Fu Jingting reached out and spread his fingers to measure her.

Her face is so small, he could cover it with one palm.

Xu Qingcheng was so angry that she scratched the back of his hand after he slapped her face. She then slapped him across the face and said, "You're the one with a long face! Look at that!"

The woman's hands were small and soft, covering his face, which made Fu Jingting feel a little fluttery. He stuck out his tongue to lick her palm, which startled her so much that she quickly pulled her hand back.

"Fu Jingting, have you no shame?"

"What's the use of having a face?" he scoffed, pulling her onto his lap and not letting her flinch, asking, "What are you angry about?"

Xu Qingcheng turned her face away, refusing to admit that she was angry.

Moreover, the reason she was angry was too private, so private that she couldn't say it.

She couldn't possibly tell him that the thought of him doing those things with other women made her feel disgusted and that she didn't want him to touch her again.

The car stopped near the pharmacy.

Xu Qingcheng got out of the car, and Fu Jingting followed her out.

"I can go by myself," she said.

"Together." Fu Jingting walked over and took her hand.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't escape it, so she could only accept her fate.

The man stood beside her, and when they crossed the street, he put his arm around her shoulder and helped her across, protecting her completely.

Xu Qingcheng looked at him with a very strange expression.

"What?" Fu Jingting looked down and met her gaze.

"I can cross the street by myself."

It means you don't need to hug me like that.

Fu Jingting snorted, then suddenly bent down and picked the person up in his arms. "I wanted to do that too!"

Xu Qingcheng gasped in fright, clinging to his neck. "What are you doing? Put me down! People are staring at us! It's so embarrassing! Fu Jingting! Did you hear me?"

She protested all the way.

Unfortunately, the protest was ineffective.

In front of everyone, he carried her across the road.

Xu Qingcheng had no choice but to bury her face in his neck and act like an ostrich the whole time.

The man didn't put her down until they had crossed the street, his eyes filled with mockery and provocation.

Xu Qingcheng kicked him, "How childish of you! You're so annoying!"

She scolded him playfully, her face flushing.

Fu Jingting mimicked her, saying, "How childish you are! You're so annoying!"

That awkward, coy manner was both flamboyant and frivolous.

She doesn't do that!

Xu Qingcheng was so angry that her face turned bright red and burning hot, and she immediately started hitting him.

She was furious, but he smiled calmly and waited until she had vented her anger before pulling her into the pharmacy.

In front of him, Xu Qingcheng had no choice but to ask for digestive tablets.

Fu Jingting didn't rush to leave. He grabbed her and asked the sales clerk, "Do you have folic acid?"