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

"No need. We'll meet another day." Tang Kejia looked away and walked towards the club.

The assistant hurriedly followed, and when he looked back at Fu Jingting, he saw the man pick up the woman and put her into the car.

The movements were gentle and careful.

The assistant turned around, frowning. "The information we received said that there was no affection between the couple, but it doesn't seem that way. Mr. Fu seems to care a lot about his wife."

The woman walking in front paused slightly, so slightly that you couldn't even notice it.

She checked in at the front desk without glancing outside again, only saying in a low voice, "Wei Xiao, don't judge things by appearances, and don't make wild guesses. Be careful what you say and do here."

Wei Xiao quickly replied "Yes," and pulled her luggage toward the elevator.

Tang Kejia frowned and walked forward. The decorative glass in the hall reflected a woman's blurry shadow. She glanced at her and saw that she had a shapely figure.

She had seen Xu Qingcheng's information.

Their educational background and appearance are all excellent.

The opponent that Fu Jingting chose for her was also a worthy opponent.

Once inside the elevator, the doors closed, revealing Tang Kejia's image clearly on the brightly polished doors. She had delicate eyebrows and red lips, and her face exuded calmness and confidence. She was capable, shrewd, and ambitious, but it was a pity that she was born a woman and would eventually get married, meaning the Tang family's assets would never truly be handed over to her.

Even so, given her current status in the Tang family, she is not like Tang Tang or her other sisters who have no autonomy over their marriages and can only marry according to the family's will.

Tang Kejia has complete autonomy in marriage; she can choose who she wants to marry.

But she was also rational enough that her eyes only looked upwards, never downwards.

She is a woman with a very strong sense of purpose, and once she sets her mind on something, she will not give up easily.

Once inside the room, Tang Kejia took out her phone. All she could see was two people entangled and embracing. She took a deep breath and made the call anyway.

The call was answered quickly, but it wasn't a man's voice that came through first; instead, it was a woman's lazy, coquettish voice, tinged with the smell of alcohol, saying, "Honey, call me Qingcheng. I love it when you call me Qingcheng."

"Okay. Qingcheng, be good, I need to answer the phone. Don't make a sound."

The two voices came through the receiver, each one piercing Tang Kejia's ears.

She remained silent, waiting for him to calm the woman beside her down.

That gentle, patient voice... Tang Kejia tried hard to recall, but couldn't seem to find that tone.

"What's up, I'm calling?" His calm, almost cold voice suddenly came through the receiver, bringing Tang Kejia back to her senses.

"I arrived in Ancheng ahead of schedule, and Tang Tang and the others will arrive in a few days." Tang Kejia maintained a calm voice. "My father asked me to follow up on our cooperation, and he hopes to finalize it within this month."

Fu Jingting turned his head to look at the woman beside him. She was restless, wriggling in his arms. As if she knew she couldn't disturb him while he was on the phone, she didn't make a sound, but instead wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her lips to his Adam's apple, and licked it with her tongue, tracking the speed of his Adam's apple's movement—

He reached out and pulled her down, locking his arm around her, his calm thoughts momentarily thrown into disarray by her presence.

There was a man's slightly heavy breathing on the other end of the line, but he didn't speak for a long time. Tang Kejia called out again, "Jingting, are you listening? Why don't you go ahead and do your work? We can talk again when we meet tomorrow."

"I have to take wedding photos tomorrow, so I don't have time. I'll have Duan Heng contact you. If you have any questions or requests, just tell him directly."

He sent her away with a single stroke of the pole. Was he refusing to see her?

A hint of resentment flashed in Tang Kejia's eyes, but she forcefully suppressed it. "Are you still angry with me? You won't even meet with me to discuss business matters?"

"I won't be ambiguous about business matters, so Uncle Tang can rest assured. Since I promised, I won't go back on my word." As Fu Jingting was speaking, Xu Qingcheng went to unbutton his shirt again. When she couldn't unbutton it, she bit it with her mouth, breaking her teeth and then covering her mouth and groaning.

His face was full of frustration and grievance.

It looked just like a domesticated kitten in heat, unable to get any food.

The man couldn't help but laugh, reached out and pinched her nose, then simply unbuttoned her clothes himself, revealing a glimpse of her chest.

"There are some details we need to discuss first, so I can relay them to the Tang family headquarters," Tang Kejia insisted. "It won't take too long, fifteen to twenty minutes will suffice."

Fu Jingting looked at the woman lying on his chest, her face pressed against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. His expression softened, and his voice unconsciously became gentler. "Then tomorrow at noon. I'll send you the location then."

Before Tang Kejia could even say "okay," a man's hissed, "Damn, what are you touching?" came from the other end.

That deep, sensual voice came through the receiver clearly.

Then came the beeping sound of the line being disconnected.

Tang Kejia lost her phone. She lay on her back on the bed, her arm covering her eyes, and she could almost imagine what those two people would do.

She had to admit that she was jealous.

Fu Jingting reached out and pressed a button to raise the partition in the middle of the car.

His forehead was taut, and he pulled her arm, his voice flaring with anger. "Sweetie, let go. Let's go home and play some more."

He forcefully pulled her hands away and lifted her off his knees, making Fu Jingting feel like he was on fire.

If she were to become sober, he wouldn't mind having sex with her in the car, but the driver was right in front of her, and given her current state, she would definitely want to bang her head against a wall once she woke up.

Xu Qingcheng was held in his arms. She frowned and looked at him stubbornly, "Don't you like it? I thought you did."

Damn! He likes it so much!

He pulled her into a tight embrace and warned her, "From now on, you can't drink when I'm not around, understand?"

"No way," she shook her head. "I need to attend social events; it's hard to get things done without drinking."

She thought for a moment, then laughed, "But it doesn't matter, I can be cute and they'll give in to me."

The man's heart skipped a beat. He reached out and touched her face. "How do you act cute?"

"Just... lower your stance a little, even lower it a little more. If they drink one glass, I'll drink half a glass. Or if they drink baijiu, I'll ask to drink red wine..." Xu Qingcheng smiled, waving her finger in front of him.

"What if I don't agree?" Fu Jingting reached out and grasped her swaying fingers, holding them in his palm.

"I'm just putting on a brave face," Xu Qingcheng laughed. "But I've never been drunk, not even once."

She pulled her hand away from his, held up one index finger and waved it triumphantly at him, "I pretended to be drunk and sneaked away."

"Do you even realize you're drunk right now?"

"Because I'm happy! How can I not drink today's wine? I've worked so hard for so long, and it's finally happened! There's hope for a prosperous future! I'm so happy, it's all in the wine." Xu Qingcheng smiled, her eyes glistening with tears, yet full of joy.

She covered his face with her hands, leaned in and kissed his lips, her voice languid, "Thank you! Thank you for helping me!"

She said thank you, and her soft lips lightly kissed his. He could feel her joy and affection, and his heart softened.

"Aren't you afraid I'll sell you off?" Fu Jingting asked softly, his voice a little hoarse, and his heart ached.

"I'm yours. Your wife. Your beautiful wife." She laughed foolishly. "How could you bear to sell me?"