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

Xu Qingcheng walked around to the other side of the car and saw Fu Jingting standing there. She went over and said, "Big brother said that things have been arranged at Taiqing Prison."

"I heard you."

Xu Qingcheng secretly observed his expression and didn't see anything particularly unusual, but his face looked a little gloomy.

He let out a soft breath and glanced into the car again before pulling Xu Qingcheng into their vehicle.

After paying their respects to the ancestors, everyone went home.

Zhong Wanxiu told them they had all stayed up all night and should go home to rest and pack up. She also reminded Fu Jingting that he needed to visit his parents-in-law for the New Year the next day before leaving with Fu Sichen.

I got back to Jingshan No. 1 around 10 o'clock.

As soon as Xu Qingcheng got out of the car, she went to the trunk to find the rock. She tried to move it, but it was too big for her, so she looked to Fu Jingting for help.

The man took out a piece of luggage, put the stone on it, and dragged it into the villa.

Xu Qingcheng followed behind him, chattering excitedly, "This jadeite rough is really good. Look at the broken edge; it's bean-green, which means it's old and has good translucency. I think this rough could fetch over 50 million in the jadeite gambling market."

Fu Jingting paused, "You want to sell?"

Xu Qingcheng's eyes gleamed. "Can't I?"

Fu Jingting, "..."

As he walked into the villa, Xu Qingcheng grabbed his arm, "Really not?"

"What else? The old lady gives you something she really likes, and you just resell it?"

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

Upon entering the villa, Fu Jingting placed her precious stone in the spot she requested, then stretched and headed upstairs.

Xu Qingcheng stared at the stone for a long time.

Some sighs.

If we can't go into the jade gambling site, we can only open it. Well, it depends on the quality. After opening it and making finished products, it should be fine too.

She nodded, then looked up but didn't see anyone.

She ran upstairs to the second floor, entered the bedroom but didn't see anyone, and heard noises from the bathroom. She stood at the door and knocked, "Then I'll have someone cut the stone open and make some jewelry. I'll keep one, give one to Grandma, one to Mom, and one to Sichen, and we can sell the rest, okay?"

There was only the sound of running water in the bathroom; no man responded.

Xu Qingcheng waited a while, thinking that he might not be able to hear her, and then she would speak later.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, and before the person could react, he was pulled inside.

The shower door was open, and steam escaped. Water droplets clung to his body, kissing his skin and sliding down its texture.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed her against his chest, and reached for the zipper of her dress. Before she could react, her dress slid to the floor, and he carried her into the shower, the water from the showerhead spraying directly onto both of them.

Even though the water was warm, Xu Qingcheng shuddered when it hit her.

She said, "What are you doing?"

Her voice was soft and weak.

Fu Jingting's hand landed on her body, slowly sliding across her delicate skin. The water blurred their vision, and she was so weak that she could hardly stand. She tried to grab his arm, but he was slippery and she couldn't hold on.

The man laughed and hugged her, pinning her against the wall. The cool touch on her back and the heat in front of her created a sensation that made her feel like she wasn't her own body anymore. She felt weak and limp, surrendering to his hard chest and iron arms.

"One for Grandma, one for Mom, and one for Sichen? Hmm?" He kissed her earlobe and asked her, his deep "hmm" almost tearing her heart out.

"No, is that not okay?" she asked, trying to keep her voice calm by suppressing her breathing, but her voice was still trembling slightly.

"Very thoughtful." He lifted her up, pulling her upwards, his lips sliding from her collarbone to her skin. His breath sent shivers down her spine, and her body trembled as his lips and tongue conquered her. "So, there's no one for me?"

Xu Qingcheng let out a long hum, her fingers threading through his prickly short hair, her eyes red, her lips trembling as she asked, "How about I make you a peace charm?"

That voice, so charming and soft, was like a bewitching sound, drilling straight into the man's brain.

……

Xu Qingcheng slumped in his arms, and he pulled her into the quilt. The seductive look in her eyes hadn't faded yet, and she was soft and obedient all over.

Women are strange creatures. When you treat her well, she will subtly reveal her submission and willingness. Since last night, she has been very obedient, accepting almost all of his advances. Her softness is like a poison that seeps into a man's bones.

It started when Fu Sichen told her that the fan set was a gift from him.

It was impossible to tell whether it was out of emotion or something else, but it was undeniable that her rejection and resistance towards him were getting weaker and weaker, and this emotional reaction made her body particularly cooperative, unable to resist his slightest seduction and teasing.

She rolled around in bed, wrapping herself tightly in the silky blankets.

Fu Jingting reached out and held her head to help her up. "Your hair isn't dry, blow-dry it."

She obediently sat up, wrapped herself in the blanket, and let him use the hairdryer to dry her long hair.

She glanced at him secretly and suddenly felt that the scene was very familiar. She remembered that she had once asked him if any woman could enjoy Mr. Fu's ultimate service.

She was referring to his future wife, not herself, because she knew he wouldn't marry her.

What did he say back then?

You seem to understand things quite well.

Yes, she saw through it all too clearly, which is why she used such a clumsy method as pregnancy to deceive him in order to achieve her goal of marrying him.

Thinking about it this way, the flutter in my heart turned into unease.

She looked up and saw the man's angular face, the sunlight casting two distinct facets of light and shadow, three-dimensional, handsome, with a wild and wicked air. This was a man whose face could shatter a woman's heart into pieces, and each piece could only hold one of him.

I just don't know what kind of woman he truly holds in his heart.

She kept her head down, behaving very obediently.

The man looked at her, recalling how she had clung to him weakly, pleading, "I have no strength left, I really don't want it anymore, please carry me out to sleep, okay?"

He originally intended to let her go, but her soft plea almost made his legs go weak, and he couldn't help but ravage her again.

……

Xu Qingcheng arrived after Song Chang had drunk a cup of coffee.

Miss Song raised her eyebrows high, "You're so busy, you should be exhausted. Didn't you say you had time this afternoon? Why are you so late?"

"Well, there are a lot of things to do." Xu Qingcheng's cheeks flushed slightly. She couldn't say that she had overslept. It seemed that she would sleep particularly soundly in his arms. Moreover, the man didn't wake her up when he woke up, and he looked at her in a flustered and anxious state.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're kidding me. Your face is so red. What bad thing have you been up to?" Song Chang looked at her face and bluntly exposed her.

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

The waiter came over and asked Miss Xu if she would like a caramel macchiato.

Before Xu Qingcheng could answer, Song Chang corrected her directly, "From now on, you should call her Mrs. Fu. She's pregnant, why is she drinking coffee? Get her a glass of freshly squeezed juice instead."

The waiter smiled and said, "Okay."

As soon as the others left, Xu Qingcheng glared at her and said, "You're so quick to talk, what Mrs. Fu?"

"It's just a matter of a day earlier or later. Didn't they say the wedding date was already set? Why are you in such a rush? Is it because of your belly?" Song Chang was genuinely curious. She had been holding back for days, and Xu Qingcheng's move was truly unpredictable.

The waiter brought out the juice shortly afterward.

Xu Qingcheng took a sip, and after a long pause, she spoke, "I'm not pregnant."