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

"Where are you?" The man's face suddenly turned cold, his complexion as black as the sea before a storm, and his voice was filled with the oppressive force of a tempest.

"You can tell Attorney Cheng if you have any questions," Xu Qingcheng said, trying to calm herself down.

Don't be hysterical, don't grieve and cry, and don't make accusations. At this point, none of that will help. All Xu Qingcheng can do is calmly and decisively deal with this mistake, even if her wounds are full of blood, even if she sheds silent tears in the dead of night when no one is watching. That is her own business.

The injury is also a personal injury.

This was the last bit of dignity and respect she could give herself.

"I have nothing to talk to him about. Where are you? I'll come find you." Fu Jingting's voice was tense, a fire burning in his chest.

"I'm busy right now and it's inconvenient for me to meet with you. If you don't want to talk to Attorney Cheng, let's schedule another time. I'll hang up now." Xu Qingcheng said and hung up the phone.

Fu Jingting almost dropped his phone, but Attorney Cheng grabbed him, saying, "Mr. Fu, this is my phone."

The man turned and walked out, with Attorney Cheng following closely behind. "Miss Xu said we can reschedule. What time would you like?"

Fu Jingting abruptly stopped in his tracks. He looked at Attorney Cheng with a cold expression and said, "As long as we're not divorced, she's my wife. Remember, not Miss Xu, but Mrs. Fu."

After saying this, the man strode away.

Attorney Cheng sighed. "This marriage of Xu Qingcheng's is not going to be easy to end."

Time is the best medicine to heal wounds.

Xu Qingcheng looked at Ye Tinghong, who was sitting opposite her. He was dressed in a business suit, and the white shirt made his face look particularly handsome. His hair was cut very short, making him look even more energetic. The sharpness between his brows and eyes had not diminished in the slightest, and was even more blatant. After completely abandoning the composure that he had deliberately cultivated due to his political career, the sharpness on this person could no longer be concealed. It was like an axe that split the heavens and the earth, handsome and cold, making him even more eye-catching.

Even if the face remains unchanged, the person's aura has changed. This change comes from life experiences and from an inner transformation.

Time shapes everyone thoroughly; whether they become better or worse is entirely their own business.

The man who once protected her had caused her such heartache, yet now she could sit calmly in front of him.

Xu Qingcheng thought that she herself had changed, becoming more worldly and sophisticated.

She still hated the Ye family, hated them for using the most despicable means to frame Qingyao to this point, but at this moment, if he could become her help, Xu Qingcheng felt she could tolerate it.

When the coffee arrived, Xu Qingcheng took a sip and then put it down.

His brow furrowed deeply as he suppressed the sudden nausea rising in his stomach.

"What's wrong?" Ye Tinghong keenly noticed her discomfort.

"It's nothing." Xu Qingcheng called a waiter over, "Give me a glass of water."

Ye Tinghong stared at her. Back in school, people often said, "Tinghong, your girlfriend is too cold. She's pretty, but this kind of woman is only good for looking at, not for dating. She'd freeze to death."

At that time, he was always puzzled, wondering how it could be that Qingcheng was doing so well.

She smiled so sweetly at him, and her voice was so charming and seductive when she was being affectionate; any man would be captivated by her.

She sat before him now, her cold and indifferent demeanor making her seem like a complete stranger to him. He even found himself somewhat looking forward to the day when she would be filled with anger and hatred.

Her face, though made up, betrayed her exhaustion. "You've lost weight."

Xu Qingcheng paused in her grip on the cup, then looked up. "I'm meeting with you today because I knew you had something to tell me, that's why I came."

She looked like she didn't want to waste any more time or talk, and Ye Tinghong chuckled, "With such a quick temper, who can stand it!"

Xu Qingcheng put down her cup. "If you don't want to talk about it, we won't waste each other's time. Ye Tinghong, my seeing you today doesn't mean that Qingyao's matter is over in my heart."

Her fingers curled at her sides as a sudden wave of pain washed over her. She took a deep breath. Time couldn't be turned back, and the damage they had done to Qingyao could never be made up for in this lifetime.

Ye Tinghong sighed softly, "The Fu Group has kicked the Ye family out of the cooperation scope and won over the Tang family of Jincheng, making the Tang family replace the Ye family as a weapon in Fu Pinxiu's hands."

Using the prosperous era to hold back the Ye family, in other words, the decline of the Ye family is equivalent to cutting off one of Fu Minghui's arms.

Therefore, Fu Pinxiu and the Tang family planned a marriage alliance. Oh, no, if it weren't for the need for the shield of a prosperous era, the marriage should have been between Fu Jingting and Tang Kejia. They were already engaged years ago.

Fu Pingxiu wanted to seize power from Fu Minghui, but it was inconvenient to do so openly. So the two brothers put on a show together, with Fu Jingting withdrawing from the Fu family business. The real operator of the wealth company in Tang Jinchao's hands should be Fu Jingting.

Fu Minghui wasn't stupid. He had deep roots in the government after so many years in power. Fu Jingting's ostentatious investment in Shengshi was clearly a way to divert attention from Fu Pinxiu and push Shengshi into a fire. If Shengshi died, they would suffer no loss; if it survived, it would be a perfect gift to the Tang family of Jincheng.

Ye Tinghong calmly and slowly told Xu Qingcheng everything he knew.

Soothing Irish music played in the partitioned booths. Even if you already know the truth, hearing it again feels like rubbing salt into a wound.

It hurts more than before.

She gently closed her eyes to process this information and finally understood why Fu Hongxin had taken such a ruthless approach to Shengshi.

Xu Qingcheng wore a lot of blush today, so even though her face was much paler, she still looked very natural.

only……

He and Tang Kejia were already engaged.

That's why Tang Kejia said she was a shadow?!

It's utterly ridiculous! How is she any resemblance to Tang Kejia?!

Was he thinking about that woman when he was being intimate with her?

Xu Qingcheng felt as if she had been slapped hard across the face, and a surge of shame, anger, and sadness welled up inside her in an instant.

"Qingcheng," Ye Tinghong called out to her, having already walked to her side without her noticing.

Xu Qingcheng looked up hesitantly, and the man reached out to stroke her cheek. His eyes were deep, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly in suppressed emotion. "You're crying for him right now!"

Why are you crying?!

Xu Qingcheng turned her face to the side, avoiding his hand, "I didn't..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly twitched. She watched as Fu Jingting strode over, his trench coat billowing sharply with each step.

Before Xu Qingcheng could push Ye Tinghong away, his shoulder was grabbed.

The moment Ye Tinghong turned her head, the man punched her with brute force, showing no mercy.

Ye Tinghong didn't dodge completely, and staggered backward, knocking apart the partition behind him, startling the guests next door who screamed.

Fu Jingting couldn't suppress his desire. The way they had just looked, were they about to kiss?

Fuck!

Fu Jingting was so angry he almost ground his back teeth to powder. Before Ye Tinghong could even steady himself, he was about to rush over again.

Xu Qingcheng, her face tense, roared, "Stop!"

No one listened to her. Ye Tinghong dodged Fu Jingting's follow-up punch and punched Fu Jingting in the jaw.

Xu Qingcheng was so angry that her face turned red. So many people gathered around, watching her like she was watching a monkey show!

That's utterly shameful!

Xu Qingcheng grabbed Fu Jingting's arm, "Stop!"