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

Xu Qingcheng hung up the phone and rushed to the hospital.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Zhao Lan's voice, tinged with suppressed anger, came through: "It's none of your business to interfere in our family affairs."

"Ha, if you're afraid of what others will say, then don't do it! Once you've done it, don't be afraid of what others will say. Your daughter seduced another man; calling her shameless is too lenient."

Ye Wenhan crossed her arms and looked at Zhao Lan with disdain. "My grandma always said that Xu Qingcheng was no good. Even if you married her, your life would be chaotic and you'd be constantly cuckolded. But my second brother didn't believe her and insisted on marrying her, and thankfully, it didn't work out. Now, everything has come true. Auntie, when you came to my house back then, you kept saying that your Xu family had impeccable family values, right? Hehe, now I can really see that the Xu family's upbringing is exceptionally good."

Ye Wenhan's words were full of provocation, and Xu Qingcheng's face turned cold as she stepped out of the elevator and walked in that direction.

The crowd had blocked the passage, and even the security guards were unable to clear it immediately.

Ye Wenhan kept babbling on and on, and her words were getting increasingly offensive.

"Auntie, your Zhao family is considered a scholarly family, yet your daughter is a mistress and your son is in jail. If Teacher Zhao Shusheng were alive, what would he be like..."

"Ye Wen..."

"Don't hit someone in the face, don't insult someone's elders." Ye Wenhan's words were like knives stabbing into Zhao Lan's heart. Xu Qingcheng pushed through the crowd and shouted to stop her, but as soon as she spoke, she saw Zhao Lan rush forward.

Ye Wenhan probably didn't expect Zhao Lan to rush over, and she was slammed heavily against the wall.

A gasp rippled through the crowd.

Ye Wenhan was right. The Zhao family was a scholarly family, and the way Zhao Lan treated Xu Qingcheng last time was one of the few times Xu Qingcheng could remember.

In front of outsiders, Zhao Lan is extremely restrained and polite.

Xu Qingcheng's eyelids twitched, and she pushed her way through the crowd.

The security guards rushed over to try to pull them apart, but Zhao Lan grabbed Ye Wenhan's head and slammed it against the wall.

The thumping sound was so loud it felt like my heart was going to explode, mixed with Ye Wenhan's screams.

"My son is all your fault, all your fault..." Zhao Lan said with a gloomy face and gritted teeth. Ye Wenhan was no match for her strength and was beaten by Zhao Lan like a rag doll.

Everything happened so fast that even Ye Wenhan's bodyguards didn't have time to react.

When Xu Qingcheng rushed in, she saw the bodyguard pulling Zhao Lan away, her hand being pinched, and Zhao Lan's face showing pain or pain...

Ye Wenhan covered her forehead, crying and shouting, "Throw this crazy woman out!"

Xu Qingcheng rushed over and swung her bag at the bodyguard who was grabbing Zhao Lan.

The other party instinctively dodged, and Xu Qingcheng pulled Zhao Lan behind her.

"Ye Wenhan, have you made enough trouble? This is a hospital." Xu Qingcheng said in a low voice, her cold shout carrying a chilling aura. Even though her voice wasn't loud, there was a moment of silence around them.

The hospital security guards seized every opportunity to disperse the crowd.

Having suffered a loss, Ye Wenhan was even more unwilling to break up the group. She had been mistreated by Xu Qingcheng that morning and felt resentful.

She only came to the hospital for a checkup because she wanted to flirt with Fu Jingting; all she got was a bruise on her wrist from Xu Qingcheng's grip.

As a result, despite her pleading for a long time, Fu Jingting refused to accompany her and only sent his assistant over.

Ye Wenhan felt a tightness in her chest. When she arrived at the hospital, she was too lazy to get a checkup. Remembering that Xu Shichang lived there, she went to find him while Duan Heng was handling the paperwork.

She has the typical vengeful mentality of "if I'm unhappy, I'll make you all unhappy too."

"Xu Qingcheng, it's better that you're here. Auntie, ask your daughter yourself if I'm wrong. Where did she spend last night? She's so good at being a homewrecker. She mistakes shamelessness for skill."

Xu Qingcheng could disregard what outsiders said, but in front of her mother, and given that Zhao Lan already strongly disliked and abhorred her behavior, Xu Qingcheng was so angry she wanted to tear her mouth apart. However, with Ye Wenhan surrounded by bodyguards, she couldn't gain any advantage.

She closed her eyes, unwilling to back down but forced to, "If you have a problem, come at me. This is a hospital. Just shut up."

Qingcheng wanted to settle things peacefully, but Ye Wenhan was the type to take advantage of any opportunity; if you backed down even half a step, she would try to take three feet more.

"What, scared now? Really embarrassed? Weren't you all swaggering around this morning, thinking you were so great?!"

Xu Qingcheng frowned slightly. She took a deep breath, her heart heavy with the thought of enduring hardship.

He bent down to pick up the bag that had fallen to the ground in the chaos, but Ye Wenhan stepped on the bag strap.

Xu Qingcheng raised her eyes and stared coldly at Ye Wenhan.

Ye Wenhan was smug and felt great pleasure from being in control. She deliberately kicked Xu Qingcheng's bag aside.

Although she hadn't suffered any losses in her several encounters with Xu Qingcheng, Xu Qingcheng was too stubborn and arrogant, so even though she hadn't suffered any losses, she wasn't satisfied.

What's more, last time when he pulled off her earring, Fu Jingting actually accompanied this woman to the hospital, but she didn't get the same treatment when it was her turn. Ye Wenhan was filled with intense jealousy.

Thinking back to what her cousin had said, Ye Wenhan became convinced that Xu Qingcheng had ulterior motives and was clinging to Fu Jingting in an attempt to climb the social ladder.

Fu Jingting had always been lukewarm towards her. Even though the elders in his family favored her, things between men and women are rarely so innocent. Besides, everyone knows how many internet celebrities and young models like them attract attention, yet Fu Jingting never laid a finger on her.

If it's about respect, then it certainly was.

But upon further reflection, it left a very unpleasant feeling.

This sense of crisis, and the hostility towards Xu Qingcheng, stemmed from a woman's intuition.

Ye Wenhan's feelings for Xu Qingcheng were not just because of her second brother, and her feelings for Fu Jingting were definitely not just because of the family's arranged marriage. The young master of the Fu family was handsome, had a great figure, and was wealthy and capable. How could she not be secretly moved by such a high-quality man?

Miss Ye had secretly fallen for Xu Qingcheng and wouldn't allow any other woman to ruin it; she truly wished that Xu Qingcheng would never appear in Fu Jingting's sight again.

The small black bag was kicked and hit the wall, the clasp was knocked open, and the contents spilled out.

Xu Qingcheng raised herself up, her fingernails digging fiercely into her palm.

She stopped picking them up, turned around and went to Zhao Lan's side, her voice lowered, "Mom, you go back to the ward and stay with Dad. I'll handle anything."

Zhao Lan didn't move.

Xu Qingcheng tried to help her up, but Zhao Lan waved her outstretched hand away.

Zhao Lan stared at her, her eyes bloodshot, her arms trembling. "Tell me, where did you go last night?"