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

Xu Qingcheng's thoughts were a jumbled mess.

She had too many things on her mind; the baby in her belly wasn't her only worry.

His hand unconsciously went to his stomach, but there was no movement inside. However, it was clear that Fu Jingting cared a lot.

Even though she was so cold and unfriendly, he still patiently tried to please her... and the baby in her belly.

With her arm pressed against her eyes, Xu Qingcheng felt distressed.

She herself couldn't figure out why she felt so uncomfortable; she just felt uncomfortable.

There was no movement in the master bedroom. Fu Jingting took the spare key and opened the door. As soon as the bedroom door opened, he heard the sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom of the master bedroom.

Xu Qingcheng vomited into the toilet until her eyes were red and watery.

She didn't object during the meal, so she thought they were letting her off the hook today, but it turned out like this again.

"Why are you still vomiting?" Fu Jingting reached out and patted her back.

Xu Qingcheng was speechless; her body felt weak, as if all her strength had been drained away.

Fu Jingting first got her a toothbrush cup to fetch water for rinsing her mouth. Seeing her like this, he felt very sorry for her. He patted her back and comforted her, "How are you? Feeling any better?"

He was fine when he didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, Xu Qingcheng's tears started falling, and she felt an indescribable grievance in her heart.

"Feels better? Where does it feel better? Try it."

Fu Jingting was speechless, so he gently patted her back and massaged her head, his fingers curling up to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Looks like a naughty child, otherwise I wouldn't be tormenting you like this. I'll beat him up for you after he's born."

What do you mean by being naughty? Why beat him up?

Does he not understand human speech because she can't give birth?!

Xu Qingcheng was annoyed, but she couldn't open her mouth to speak; her stomach was churning with nausea.

It wasn't over until I vomited everything out of my stomach.

When Xu Qingcheng stood up, she felt a wave of dizziness and instinctively grabbed him to steady herself.

"Are you dizzy?" Fu Jingting hurriedly pulled her into his arms, and after she calmed down, he bent down and picked her up.

His arms were strong and powerful, and he easily picked her up. Xu Qingcheng didn't have much strength, so she let him carry her and put her on the bed.

Her face was pale, and she seemed completely exhausted, her eyes were moist, making her look pitiful. Fu Jingting pressed his fingers against her head, his forehead touching hers. "Is there anything else that's bothering you? Do you want some water?"

She shook her head, very slightly, but it felt like her whole brain was sloshing around, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Jingting went out, poured some warm water, and then called a doctor.

When he returned, he saw Xu Qingcheng with her eyes closed, motionless, recovering. He sat down next to her, placed his palm on her back, and helped her sit up. "Get up and have some water."

Xu Qingcheng sat up halfway, and the man leaned against her back so she could lean on him. He brought the water glass to her lips and offered her a drink.

The warm water went down her throat, and Xu Qingcheng drank a few sips before stopping. Fu Jingting put the glass down and held her in his arms, asking if she wanted to sit for a while or lie down.

She said she would sit for a while, so he sat with her and let her lean against him.

The man's warmth pressed against her back, and Xu Qingcheng had to admit that compared to being alone, having someone to comfort you seemed to alleviate even the most painful feelings.

But why would he scheme against her?

Why can't we just be nice to her?

Xu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, her tightly closed eyes stinging with tears.

The doctor arrived half an hour later and started administering nutrition to her.

She was afraid of pain, so when she was getting the injection, Fu Jingting pressed her face against his chest to prevent her from looking, and gently comforted her by kissing her cheek.

Xu Qingcheng actually fell into a deep sleep while receiving intravenous nutrition.

For the first time in a long time, she slept through the night without any dreams.

When she woke up, she saw him lying beside her. The IV drip had been removed, and half of his body seemed to be falling off the edge of the bed. He was lying down so casually, as if he might wake up at any moment and get up to do something.

He had been busy all night, and there was a slight stubble on his chin.

It was already broad daylight, and the room was very quiet, so quiet that you could clearly hear breathing and heartbeats.

Xu Qingcheng didn't move; the silence was so profound that she couldn't bear to break it.

The screen of his phone, which was placed beside him, lit up, displaying the name Tang Kejia.

The tenderness in her eyes vanished without a trace when she saw that name.

Fu Jingting opened his eyes when he heard the vibration. He picked up his phone and glanced at it, then looked at Xu Qingcheng. Her eyes were closed, but her complexion looked a little rosier.

The man gently touched her face with his hand before getting up.

Tang Kejia called again, and Fu Jingting answered. Before he could even turn around and leave, he saw Xu Qingcheng open her eyes.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Did I call too early? Are you awake? You're not still in bed, are you? You used to go for a morning run, weren't you?" The voice on the other end was playful and enthusiastic, with a touch of intimacy.

Even without hands-free calling, Xu Qingcheng could still hear Tang Kejia's voice.

Fu Jingting asked directly, "What's the matter with the call?"

His voice was neither cold nor indifferent, but it carried the hoarseness of early morning. He had taken care of Xu Qingcheng all night, and the fatigue seeped into his voice.

"Your voice sounds off, do you have a cold?" the person on the other end asked.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly got up, threw off the covers and got out of bed. Perhaps she got up too quickly, because her vision went black for a moment, and she sat back down on the bed.

Fu Jingting quickly reached out to help her up, forgetting about the phone call, and hurriedly asked, "Slow down. What's wrong? Are you still dizzy?"

"No." Xu Qingcheng said, then, having recovered, got up and went into the bathroom.

This brief conversation left Tang Kejia stunned; the information she received was that Xu Qingcheng had already moved out.

That doesn't seem to be the case.

Tang Kejia remained silent, her face darkening.

Fu Jingting on the other end asked him again what he wanted to call him about.

"Oh, I've already spoken to my father about the Qide Company shares. He hopes you can discuss this in person. I can accompany you to Jincheng so you can talk to him face-to-face. That way, the discussion will be more thorough and avoid unnecessary misunderstandings." Tang Kejia asked him, "Let me know in advance, depending on your schedule. I've already made an appointment with my father, so I'll try not to take up too much of your time."

Fu Jingting agreed, "Then as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Kejia unconsciously bit her fingernail; she could hear the concern and care in Fu Jingting's voice.

Didn't they say Xu Qingcheng was getting a divorce and had already moved out? How come they're living together again?

Her information must be correct, so have the two cleared up their misunderstanding and made up?

Moreover, there has been no news of the wedding being canceled.

Tang Kejia's face suddenly turned cold. She called Wei Xiao over and said, "Go and book two plane tickets, one for me and one for Fu Jingting. They should ideally arrive in Jincheng before tonight."

"Okay, it's not peak season now, so tickets shouldn't be hard to come by." Wei Xiao immediately checked the information on his phone, agreed on a time with Tang Kejia, and made the reservation directly.

"Contact the media in Jincheng again. The cooperation between the Fu family and us has already begun. Since Fu Jingting is going there, we can promote it extensively from a business perspective," Tang Kejia instructed. She added, "Make sure the media outreach is broad. Invite them to the Economic Daily and gossip news outlets, and so on. Make sure the reach is wide."

Wei Xiao didn't quite understand, but Tang Kejia always kept her word, so she did as she was told.