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

"mom--"

Xu Qingcheng opened her mouth to call out, but she herself couldn't tell what emotion was in her voice—was it a plea, a pleas, or a helpless expression?

"I don't have a daughter like you." Zhao Lan threw the thing in her hand directly at her face.

The sharp edge of the room key card sliced ​​across my face.

"What is this? Xu Qingcheng, tell me, what is this?" Zhao Lan's voice was filled with pain.

Xu Qingcheng didn't move.

Instead, Ye Wenhan stepped forward and picked it up, her face showing a gloating expression of watching a good show.

The room key for Jingshan No. 1 Villa.

Ye Wenhan's face looked extremely unpleasant; this said a lot.

She didn't even have a chance to get Fu Jingting's room key, so what is Xu Qingcheng compared to her!

They were able to freely enter and leave Fu Jingting's residence.

The schadenfreude I felt, a sense of watching the show unfold, vanished without a trace.

Zhao Lan's head was throbbing and throbbing, and she felt completely weak and powerless, as if all the strength in her life had been drained away. Her body swayed.

"mom!"

Xu Qingcheng was startled. She reached out to help, but Zhao Lan brushed her hand away.

Zhao Lan turned and walked into the ward, her hands braced against the wall as she made her way with difficulty.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to help, but Zhao Lan refused.

It felt like all her strength had been drained away, and everything in front of her was black. She couldn't bear the oppressive life she was in.

What should have been the best of lives suddenly changed in such a short time. Qingyao... Qingcheng... which hand reached out to her? She couldn't grasp it, she couldn't help them.

Qingcheng gestured for Aunt Wang to follow, but Zhao Lan blocked her outside the ward door.

The door closed right in front of me.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly turned around and walked towards Ye Wenhan, with her bodyguards standing in front of her to protect her.

Xu Qingcheng stopped in her tracks. Her voice was soft, as if she had lost all her strength. "Wenhan, the Ye family is suppressing the Xu family. Whatever the reason, as long as it's normal business, the winner takes all, and I'll accept it no matter how unwilling I am. But you shouldn't have dared to yell at my mother. If my mother has any problems, you can try to see what other methods I have up my sleeve."

Her voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible if you didn't listen carefully, but Ye Wenhan couldn't help but take a step back.

"Don't threaten me, I didn't lay a finger on her."

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips and remained silent. She reached out and snatched the room key back from Ye Wenhan's hand, looking at Ye Wenhan provocatively, "Aren't you very jealous?!"

"you!"

Ye Wenhan was so angry that she lost her voice.

Xu Qingcheng turned back to the ward. She stared at the ward door, hesitated for a moment, and went in without knowing what to say.

Let's not disturb her for now and let Zhao Lan calm down.

Aunt Wang looked at the pretty girl and sighed, "Your mother actually feels guilty too. She feels it's her fault that you and your siblings are going through this. It might sound harsh, but she's really not feeling well either."

Tears welled up in her eyes, and Xu Qingcheng gave a muffled "hmm".

I dared not speak, afraid that if I opened my mouth, tears would fall.

Suddenly, a loud thud was heard in the ward.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment. She reached out to push the ward door, only to find that Zhao Lan had closed it tightly from the inside.

Her fingers trembled as she pushed the door open. Xu Qingcheng cried out, "Doctor, doctor..."

The VIP area of ​​the psychiatric ward was in complete chaos; the doors to the wards were kicked open, and stretchers were being carried quickly through the corridor.

The cacophony of voices, the sound of stretcher wheels rolling on the ground, blood splattering from ruptured veins, a mother lying in a pool of blood, and a father struggling to call for help as he fell to the ground.

Someone pushed and pulled her away, and the doctors and nurses lifted her onto a stretcher.

Even Xu Qingcheng, who considered herself to be as firm as a rock, couldn't bear it at this moment, and tears streamed down her face.

She swayed slightly, braced herself against the wall, leaving an incomplete bloody handprint on the surface.

Flamboyant, ferocious.

Xu Qingcheng rushed into the hospital room's bathroom. Her face was pale, her chest felt tight and she felt suffocated. Cold sweat streamed down her forehead. She turned on the tap, closed her eyes, and blindly washed the bloodstains off her hands.

My heart was beating very fast, I felt panicked, and when I opened my eyes, I felt dizzy and my vision would go black.

She pinched her thigh hard with her fingers, trying not to faint.

You can't be in trouble at this time.

In the corridor outside the operating room, Dr. Chen patted Xu Qingcheng on the shoulder. He was Xu Shengchang's attending physician and also a good friend of her father.

"Depressed patients may experience self-harm or even suicide due to overwhelming self-blame and unbearable mental stress. Your mother has always resisted treatment, and I didn't expect her condition to be this severe. Qingcheng, she's sick, it's not your fault."

"I know."

Xu Qingcheng tightened her clenched hands. She lowered her head, her hair falling to the sides of her face, obscuring most of her expression. Her voice was hoarse but calm.

Dr. Chen was slightly relieved and then got up to leave.

With so many things weighing on her, she couldn't cry, she couldn't afford to have anything happen to her.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Lan left the operating room and returned to her ward.

Aunt Wang was busy, so Xu Qingcheng asked the nurses' station to help find another familiar and capable caregiver.

She didn't go back into the ward. Xu Qingcheng walked straight out of the ward area and called Song Chang.

"Changchang, I need your help. There's a news article; could you find someone to publish it?"

Song Chang readily agreed, full of enthusiasm, "No problem, leave it to me. What news is it?"

"The Ye family's daughter bullied others with her power, acted arrogantly and unreasonably, which led to Madam Xu committing suicide by cutting her wrists." Xu Qingcheng's voice was extremely calm, and she spoke each word calmly, but Song Chang was shocked by what he heard.

"Auntie, are you alright?"

"It's alright, I'm already out of the operating room." Xu Qingcheng said calmly. "Write down the reason why Ye Wenhan caused trouble: because Fu Jingting has feelings for Xu Qingcheng, and Ye Wenhan can't have him."

Song Chang paused for a moment, "Qingcheng, involving Fu Jingting isn't good for you, is it?!"

"It doesn't matter. As long as it makes Ye Wenhan uncomfortable and blocks the Ye family's path to marriage, I don't care." Xu Qingcheng was very calm. She understood Song Chang's worries and knew that she was being willful.

"Find someone to take the lead in this matter, so as not to implicate the Song family."

Song Chang was silent for a moment, then said, "Once you've thought it through, leave this to me."

Xu Qingcheng closed her eyes. How did she end up looking so ugly and unfamiliar?

Even at this moment, she could not remain calm and pure, and she used everything at her disposal, including public opinion.

Sitting outside the operating room, her mind was filled with calculations. Was that why everyone thought Xu Qingcheng was invincible?

She gave a bitter smile and walked out of the ward.

She wasn't invincible; she just understood all too well that tears were useless in the face of reality.

From the moment Qingyao was sentenced, Xu Qingcheng was completely transformed. She no longer believed in tears or anyone else; she only believed in herself, no matter how weak she was.

When Duan Heng received the news from the media, he was absolutely furious.

What kind of trouble has he caused today? How come one wave after another is rising, and the waves are so overwhelming that he wants to defy heaven and earth.

He carefully observed Fu Jingting's expression and was the first to admit his mistake, "It was my negligence that allowed this kind of news to be released."

"You've done more than just negligence. Ye Wenhan is paranoid. You took her to the hospital, how could you let her cause trouble in the Xu family's ward? And even lead to a suicide attempt." Fu Jingting's face was cold, his brows furrowed with malice. "And this ridiculous love triangle you've been spreading. Duan Heng, how many years have you been with me? Have you lost your mind?!"

Duan Heng, with tears in his eyes, said, "I'll have someone take the news down immediately."

Fu Jingting closed his eyes briefly. He slapped the news article onto the table. In truth, they both knew the situation was too late to back out now. "No need. Arrange a car. I'm going to the hospital."