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

Xu Qingcheng exchanged a few pleasantries with Tang Jinchao, and Tang Jinchao then casually inquired about matters related to the project.

But what can be said? The South Gate project was abruptly halted. The government paid out 1.5 million yuan in compensation to both sides for the deceased, which barely calmed things down. However, the possibility of restarting the project is extremely slim.

The meal was strange; Tang Jinchao pretended to be completely oblivious and didn't feel embarrassed at all, taking care of himself and eating leisurely.

Xu Qingcheng kept a straight face. She felt a little uncomfortable from the smell, but she could still bear it.

I ate some cold dishes, but didn't touch anything even slightly oily.

Fu Jingting diligently served her food, picking out her favorite dishes, and soon her plate was full.

Looking at the plate full of food, Xu Qingcheng immediately lost her appetite and simply put down her chopsticks.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, not caring at all about others, and said directly, "You're not eating enough. Eat more, or you'll lose all the fat on your face."

"Don't bother with that." Xu Qingcheng's distant voice rang out, and she didn't even look at him properly.

Fu Jingting pursed his lips, as if all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

He suddenly kicked Tang Jinchao, who was sitting opposite him.

Tang Jinzhao coughed twice, put down his chopsticks, and said, "This dish tastes good. How was it made?"

"Oh, our chef is from Tianjin, and this is a local specialty," said General Manager Qu.

"Come on, take me to ask the chef how this dish is made? It's delicious! It's delicious!" Tang Jinchao stood up and dragged President Qu to the cafeteria kitchen without saying another word.

It's so obvious; they're clearly making room for the two of them.

The room was quiet for a moment, with only the two of them left. Xu Qingcheng, feeling a little weak, supported her forehead and remained silent for a while before suddenly looking up. Her voice was full of laughter but sarcasm, "I didn't know that you were the person behind Tang Jinzhao's funds. You've really hidden yourself well."

"A complete transformation, a fresh start. The new era will be easier than you are now." Fu Jingting's voice was also a little hoarse. He had been racking his brains lately to figure out how to improve his current situation.

"You want me to give up the current Shengshi and start over?" Xu Qingcheng suddenly laughed, her eyes full of resentment. "Fu Jingting, you can't have your cake and eat it too. Your wishful thinking is useless to me. Let me tell you today, there is no admitting defeat or backing down here. I will not give up until Shengshi goes bankrupt."

Whether it's the Fu family or the Tang family of Jincheng, they can't just swallow Shengshi whole. Even if she can't protect Shengshi in the end, she'll make them bite her down, leaving them with a mouthful of blood.

Anger, resentment, and even an inexplicable sense of grievance seeped from her eyes. Xu Qingcheng had to clench her teeth with tremendous force to stop herself from trembling.

Fu Jingting knew this was an insurmountable obstacle; just mentioning it filled the air with the smell of sulfur, and even the slightest spark could ignite it.

Fu Jingting didn't speak. He silently scooped a spoonful of soup and placed it in front of her. "Drink some. You'll have the energy to argue with me after you finish."

"I'm not arguing with you!" Xu Qingcheng slammed her hand on the table in anger. Did he really think she was just throwing a tantrum?! Arguing?

It's ridiculous!

She suddenly sat up, her vision went black, and she swayed. Fu Jingting caught her.

My body is trembling slightly, I can't eat, I have low blood sugar, and I'm easily dizzy.

She closed her eyes, pressing her palms firmly against the table to try and relieve the sudden dizziness, when the man hugged her tightly.

"Are you alright? I'll take you to the hospital."

"Need not."

She refused, but Fu Jingting simply picked her up. It seemed that her health had not recovered recently, and he was worried about not being able to let her have a check-up.

The man forcefully picked her up and carried her out, saying, "Let's go to the hospital for a checkup. If there's nothing wrong after the checkup, then..."

"So what if there's no problem? If there's no problem, can you stay far away from me?" Xu Qingcheng struggled, refusing to let him hug her.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, his lips pressed tightly together, his expression tense. Even without speaking, it was clear that he would never let her go.

Seeing that he was about to carry her out, she still had some sense of shame, even on Shengshi's turf!

Xu Qingcheng finally closed her eyes and gave in, "I've already checked. I just went to the hospital before I came here."

Fu Jingting stopped walking and looked down at her. "What are the test results?"

"There's nothing wrong." Xu Qingcheng looked at him calmly. "Put me down."

She never intended to tell him, nor could she possibly tell him.

Her pregnancy is meaningless now; she's going to miscarry anyway, so what difference does it make whether he knows or not?

Fu Jingting held her tightly, saying, "Show me the hospital's test results."

He needed to make sure she was really okay; he was worried that something might have happened to her health.

The night Xu Qingcheng had a fever, he felt miserable because of her, wishing he could be the one suffering from the fever instead.

She vomited, felt dizzy, and couldn't eat properly several times. Fu Jingting was very worried about her.

The body in his arms was visibly stiff. Fu Jingting frowned as he looked at her. Their eyes met, and Xu Qingcheng looked away first. "The doctor said it's nothing, just too much pressure and not enough rest. Why do you have to pretend to ask me? It's all because of you. I'm already grateful I haven't developed depression..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Jingting suddenly put her down, pressed her against the seat, and trapped her between himself and the chair by placing his hands on the armrests.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't continue speaking, her brows furrowed coldly, "What are you doing?"

"Since the doctor's examination showed no problems, let me see the test results," Fu Jingting insisted.

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips. She thought he was crazy. Why was he looking at the test results?!

Fu Jingting reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Do you know you have a problem? When you feel guilty, you tend to talk a lot to cover up your nervousness. What exactly did the doctor say? Why are you hiding it from me?"

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips, her gaze instinctively drifting to where her bag was before quickly averting. She let out a sarcastic laugh, "My body, I don't care about it myself, why do I need your feigned concern?"

Xu Qingcheng pushed him away. She pressed one hand on her stomach, and that uncomfortable feeling came again. She knew she was going to vomit, and she would feel better once she vomited.

However, the way she pressed her hand on her stomach gave Fu Jingting the wrong idea, and he suddenly got up and walked to the side.

By the time Xu Qingcheng realized what was happening, it was too late. Her bag had been opened, and he was already holding the ultrasound report in his hand.

The man stared blankly at the words on the examination report, until Xu Qingcheng coldly snatched the report and stuffed it into her bag, at which point he finally came to his senses.

"Are you pregnant?"