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

Before Xu Qingcheng could finish saying "No need," he grabbed her hand. He simply stood behind her, turned on the tap, and held her hand under the tap to rinse it, then carefully applied hand sanitizer to it.

He reached his arms over her side, his fingers intertwining with hers. No matter how she tried to shake him off, she couldn't seem to escape his grasp. His fingertips slid over her knuckles, and the ring on his ring finger stood out prominently among her fingers.

But her finger was missing. Fu Jingting held her left ring finger, stroking it for a moment before speaking, "Where's the ring? Did you lose it?"

"It's lost." she said angrily.

He remained silent, washed her hands clean, straightened up, and took a towel to dry them for her. "I'll buy you more."

Tears suddenly welled up and Xu Qingcheng grabbed the towel in her hand and threw it directly at his face before running away in a hurry.

Wang Ma brought the porridge out of the kitchen and placed it on the table. The porridge was cooked in a white earthenware pot, which the master had instructed early in the morning to simmer over a low flame for a long enough time to bring out the aroma of the rice. She noticed that Xu Qingcheng's eyes were red and paused for a moment, but ultimately said nothing. She just smiled and greeted her, "The master said to make two flavors, one sweet and one savory, so you can try them both."

While Xu Qingcheng was standing, Fu Jingting came out of the restroom. He pushed her forward and made her sit at the dining table.

The food was very simple, consisting of porridge and vegetables. The vegetables were boiled in water and seasoned with a little bit of oil, so there was no oily smell.

There are also mountain eggs, each one very small.

Xu Qingcheng was hungry, she really was hungry, but she would vomit after eating, and after vomiting for a while, she didn't want to eat anymore.

That feeling was awful.

Xu Hui said she was malnourished. If she continued to eat and vomit, she would need intravenous nutrition, such as glucose, to ensure her body could absorb enough nutrients.

However, Xu Qingcheng didn't care. As long as the abortion was performed, this situation would no longer exist.

So the discomfort will only last for a few days; you can bear it.

Fu Jingting dragged a chair over and sat down next to her. Then he saw her staring longingly at the egg, looking very aggrieved.

Suddenly, her heart softened completely, as if no matter how angry she was with him, no matter how much she yelled at him, even if she said she didn't love him, no matter how angry he was, seeing her like this, he couldn't bear to be angry anymore.

The man reached out and took the egg, cracked it on the table, peeled off the shell, and the soft, bouncy egg fell into his hand. He held it directly to her mouth, and Xu Qingcheng instinctively stepped back to avoid it.

"Not eating?" Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming with wickedness. "You want me to feed you myself?"

He emphasized kissing her, so he simply opened his mouth to bite the egg, then brought his face right up to hers. Xu Qingcheng suddenly understood, and she covered his mouth with her hand, saying, "Are you sick? How disgusting!"

"If you're afraid of feeling nauseous, then eat it yourself."

He went back, took another egg, peeled it for her, and handed it to her.

Xu Qingcheng didn't actually not want to eat, but she would vomit within a few hours after eating, and her stomach would feel uncomfortable until she vomited.

But I'm hungry.

After thinking for a moment, she took it and ate it in small bites.

Fu Jingting ladled more porridge for her. "We have sweet porridge and savory porridge. Which flavor would you like?"

Xu Qingcheng usually liked sweet porridge, but right now she really didn't know which one to choose. She glanced at the two bowls, but in the end, she couldn't make up her mind. She just said, "Leave it. I'm not a three-year-old. I can drink it myself. You don't need to try to please me. Once I've made up my mind, I won't change it. No matter what you do, I won't keep the child."

Fu Jingting glared at her. "So you know I'm trying to please you. Don't you think I'm trying to please the baby in your belly, to make it less bothersome?"

"..."

Xu Qingcheng was speechless, her heart suddenly tightened, feeling both sore and swollen.

He scooped up a spoonful of sweet porridge, blew on it to cool it, and brought it to her lips. "It's sweet, have a taste."

Xu Qingcheng didn't open her mouth, but simply grabbed the spoon herself, saying, "I said I'd drink it myself."

She took a sip and thought it was alright.

But since there was no taste in my mouth, my eyes were drawn to the other bowl.

Fu Jingting was good at reading people's expressions. He took another bowl and handed it to her, saying, "Try both and see which flavor you prefer."

Xu Qingcheng took the bowl and drank the porridge herself, seemingly finding the salty version more delicious.

She drank a bowl and a half of porridge, ate an egg, and then some vegetables. Perhaps because there was no smell of cooking oil, she ate very comfortably. The feeling of fullness and security in her stomach almost brought tears to Xu Qingcheng's eyes.

She's been really like this lately; she gets hungry if she doesn't eat, and she throws up as soon as she does.

The stress, anxiety, and her body's resistance to the pain tormented her to the point where she wanted to cry but couldn't. She had to bear the discomfort alone.

She had no idea that this reaction had anything to do with pregnancy.

However, even knowing that there was nothing wrong with her body and that it was just a physiological reaction to pregnancy, Xu Qingcheng was still unable to relax even a little bit.

No matter what Fu Jingting does, she will never want this child.

If you can't give it happiness and a future, why bring it into this world?

Seeing that she had finished eating, Fu Jingting took a tissue and wiped her mouth. Xu Qingcheng couldn't escape it, so she accepted his overly intimate service.

Wang Ma tidies up the restaurant.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to talk to him, but Fu Jingting clearly refused to discuss the topics of divorce and miscarriage with her. She was also exhausted, so she simply stopped talking and went straight to the second bedroom to rest.

The man objected, "You want to sleep in separate beds before you're even divorced?"

"It's normal for people who aren't divorced to be separated." Xu Qingcheng grabbed a blanket and tried to go into the second bedroom, but he blocked her at the door.

The two were at an impasse, and finally Fu Jingting gave in first. He pulled the blanket she was holding into the second bedroom, saying, "You sleep in the master bedroom, I'll sleep here."

Xu Qingcheng had no objections; as long as they didn't sleep together, it didn't matter.

She turned around and went into the bedroom, locking the door right in front of him, as if guarding against a thief.

Fu Jingting clicked his tongue. What was the point of her locking the door? This was his house; he had as many spare keys as he wanted.

But it doesn't matter. He just wants to see her eat properly. Her obviously thin appearance is both heartbreaking and worrying.

He consulted a nutritionist about her meals, hoping she would eat well and feel comfortable.

Even though there were deep rifts between them, Fu Jingting never thought of letting go, and he could never let go of her. He never treated marriage as a game.

If it was just a scheme, he wouldn't have needed to marry her in the first place.

There was no sound outside the door. Xu Qingcheng leaned against the door and waited a long time before she heard footsteps outside.

She covered her face with both hands and rubbed it hard.

Lying in bed, her mind was filled with the package Fu Hongxin had sent that day and his words. Xu Qingcheng couldn't figure out what he was up to and felt uncertain, so she didn't really want to keep their appointment tomorrow.

However, Fu Hongxin mentioned Qingyao. Back when the accident happened in Qingyao, there wasn't a single security camera that could capture the area where the accident occurred.

The camera was clearly damaged.

No matter how many connections they used or how many people they dragged into the matter, they couldn't find any favorable evidence. Xu Qingcheng knew that the Ye family was obstructing them, and they would never allow any evidence that was in Qingyao's favor to be found.

But does Fu Hongxin have one?

Qingyao has only served a little over a year in prison. If there is evidence to prove his innocence, Qingyao can end his sentence early.

The temptation was too great; how could Xu Qingcheng remain unmoved?