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

Fu Jingting's words were tantamount to confirming that the news was indeed released by Xu Qingcheng.

Duan Heng answered truthfully, "From the time Madam Xu's accident to the news breaking, the time was so short that it seemed like it had been planned in advance."

However, both Ye Wenhan's disturbance and Madam Xu's wrist-cutting were probabilistic events, which means that Xu Qingcheng's reaction was after these events occurred.

Fast and meticulous.

"Even I wouldn't necessarily react that way immediately. Even if I had such an idea, I might not put it into practice, since it could potentially drag me into trouble. It's not worth it to hurt the enemy a thousand while hurting yourself eight hundred."

Duan Heng's assessment was very fair.

Fu Jingting smiled.

I remember her raising her finger and swearing: I will never do anything without your permission.

It would be truly suspicious if he believed her.

This woman is beautiful, cunning, two-faced, and ruthless.

It's actually quite addictive.

Passing by the hospital's convenience store, Fu Jingting turned and went inside. Duan Heng was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed him in.

The man practically swept through every type of candy in the convenience store...

"Please send it to the wards behind."

The clerk was a little taken aback, but while scanning the code to pay, she cheerfully agreed, "Sir, please leave your phone number."

Fu Jingting's right hand was injured, and it was difficult for him to write with his left hand, so he simply gave Xu Qingcheng's phone number.

Duan Heng, "..." What kind of operation is this?!

……

Xu Qingcheng stayed with the patient at the hospital that night. She charged her phone, turned it on, and watched as calls and messages flooded in.

The news that the young master of the Fu family was in love with the eldest daughter of the Xu family was more likely to spark discussion in high society than the suicide of Madam Xu.

Xu Qingcheng casually flipped through the messages. Some people were trying to verify the authenticity of the messages, while others were offering half-hearted congratulations.

Xu Qingcheng didn't bother to look closely. She first dialed Song Chang's number, and the other end answered quickly. Song Chang's loud voice immediately came out, "Xu Qingcheng, you're something else! How long have you been hiding this? I was worried about you, but it turns out you two have been secretly dating all along. I'll take this dog food."

Xu Qingcheng pressed her temples. "What's going on?"

"You don't know? Your photos are going viral in WeChat groups."

"photo?"

Judging from his tone, he clearly didn't know. Song Chang immediately selected a photo, "Wait a moment, I'll forward it to you."

The phone buzzed, and Xu Qingcheng pulled up the photo and understood.

"Which media outlet is quick to act?" Xu Qingcheng flipped through the photos; the angles were excellent, and the photos were very beautiful.

The way he held her was very affectionate. His clothes fluttered in the breeze, while she was protected tightly.

The photos are so immersive, instantly transporting Xu Qingcheng to the rooftop, where you can almost smell his breath.

"Who would dare to publish in newspapers and magazines openly? They're asking for trouble. It's all distributed through small channels." Song Chang had just been dragged away by her brother and given a lecture. Anyway, Song Chang stubbornly refused to admit that the original news was related to her.

Song Xingzhi just stared at her coldly. "Song Chang, you don't know Fu Jingting's methods. If this news hadn't been approved by him, do you think you'd still be standing here safely?! Your older brother would be the first to throw you out."

Song Chang shuddered. His older brother was in politics and was very strict, even stricter than their parents.

In other words, the photos circulating through these small channels would also disappear without a trace if Fu Jingting did not allow them to be released.

However, the man and woman are both handsome and beautiful, and these few photos are just as good as those in a blockbuster movie. I really want to ship them as a couple.

"Hey, hey, let's get down to business. Are you two serious?"

"You're overthinking it," Xu Qingcheng said as she walked out of the ward with her phone in hand. "Actually, he knew very well that I was the one who wrote that news article, but he seems to have other ideas, so he's just going along with it."

"Other ideas?"

"Hmm. I don't care what he thinks, as long as it's beneficial to me." Xu Qingcheng automatically dismissed the speculation that Fu Jingting might not want to form a marriage alliance with the Ye family, but she wasn't sure.

"Sister, I feel like you've fallen for Fu Jingting. If you associate with wolves, you'll be devoured until there's nothing left but bones." Song Chang was still worried.

Xu Qingcheng smiled helplessly, "Changchang, you've shown me a way out, but what else can I do? Ye Wenhan drove my mother to suicide today, and I don't know what else will happen in the future. I don't believe in fate or evil. Even if I'm reduced to ashes, I don't want any more accidents to happen to my family."

"Don't say anymore, what you're saying is breaking my heart." Song Chang pressed down on the corners of her eyes. It was because they understood each other so well that she could understand the helplessness beneath all the strength. "My older brother grounded me today, otherwise I would definitely fly to your side to be with you."

"No need, I can manage."

"Well, be careful. My brother said this news is quite sensational. Ye Wenhan's father is furious, and I heard it even alarmed her older brother, Ye Chengnian. Ye Chengnian personally met with several media outlets; I don't know what he's up to."

Xu Qingcheng frowned.

With Ye Chengnian at the helm of the Ye family business and Ye Tinghong in politics, this arrangement can be considered a match made in heaven.

However, Ye Tinghong's career was ruined, so the Ye family recalled him and arranged for him to go to the overseas branch.

Ye Chengnian is a man who never leaves room for maneuver in his actions; the Xu family's success today is truly thanks to him.

A call came in on my phone from an unknown number.

"Changchang, I have a phone call coming in. I'll hang up now."

Xu Qingcheng answered the phone, "Hello, is this Miss Xu Qingcheng?"

"Yes."

"I'm from the convenience store at Renxin Hospital. Someone asked me to deliver something to you. I've arrived at the neurology department. May I ask which ward you're in?"

The sound was very close.

Xu Qingcheng turned her head and saw a young man wearing a convenience store vest standing in the hospital corridor, carrying four large bags... things.

The transparent plastic bag was filled with colorful items.

snack?

Xu Qingcheng hung up the phone. "Hello, this is Xu Qingcheng. Is this thing for me?"

The deliveryman turned around, carrying four full plastic bags. "Ms. Xu, right? Your phone has been busy for a long time. I've been trying to reach you."

Xu Qingcheng reached out and took the two things that didn't look very heavy. The moment she took them, her hand slipped down from the weight.

"So heavy? What are they?"

Ms. Xu opened the plastic bag and casually took out two items.

Marshmallows. Peppermints.

Turn it over again.

Russian purple-wrapped candy. Gummy candy.

Alpenliebe, White Rabbit, Fujiya lollipops...

The guy next to me grinned and said, "All the candies in our little shop are in here."

Xu Qingcheng, "...You have quite a lot of different kinds."

The young man continued to laugh, "It's alright."

Xu Qingcheng, "Excuse me, who sent you to deliver this?"

"A gentleman. Very tall. Wearing a black shirt, his arm wrapped in bandages. And very handsome," the young man said with a grin. "You're so beautiful, no wonder even handsome men like you have to try to win over their girlfriends. He said he'd give you a piece of candy to calm your nerves, so keep making things up."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

Great, this story is sweet.

The young man recited the script word for word, and even asked a question he didn't understand, "Ms. Xu, are you a screenwriter?"

"no."

Xu Qingcheng had a cold expression. The young man was stunned, thinking to himself that beautiful women were indeed not easy to mess with.

Aunt Wang stared in disbelief at the candy that had been brought in.

Xu Qingcheng picked up her phone; there were several unopened WeChat message notifications on the screen.

It was sent by Fu Jingting.

She clicked on it, and in that instant, she was so angry that she felt like she was about to be reborn.