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

"Have someone investigate immediately." Tang Kejia felt her heart skip a beat.

She thought about it carefully and realized that she hadn't done anything particularly outrageous; she had just gone to Fu Jingting's room to change her clothes.

The rest were all normal business receptions.

Moreover, Tang Kaiji was also there.

There's not much more to it than that.

It's common for wealthy families to sabotage each other, and Tang Kejia figured it probably wasn't her siblings who were behind it. Besides, even if it were them, Tang Kaiji was there to explain things to her, which was better than anything else. So, after thinking it over, she didn't think there was anything she was particularly concerned about, and Tang Kejia felt relieved. However, she was still a little annoyed that she didn't know who had used such methods.

Duan Heng had already informed the media in advance, mainly emphasizing the need to strictly control news related to the cooperation with the Tang family of Jincheng.

This was, after all, something Fu Pinxiu was in charge of, so Fu Jingting naturally couldn't overstep his bounds, especially under the current circumstances, and couldn't give outsiders too many negative associations.

The internal strife within the Fu family has already spread to the upstream and downstream industrial chains.

However, Xu Qingcheng hadn't considered this beforehand.

Duan Heng only realized it after Fu Jingting reminded him.

With the wedding drawing ever closer, Ye Tinghong and Xu Qingcheng, who had a past relationship that ended when they were about to get married, are now interfering in each other's lives. If the media adds fuel to the fire, all sorts of rumors will likely circulate.

For Xu Qingcheng, a woman's reputation is the most important thing, and she is most afraid of being gossiped about about it. Besides, what kind of family is the Fu family? If their daughter-in-law, whom they married in such a grand manner, becomes the subject of everyone's gossip, it will be difficult for them to save face.

Besides that, there was something that Duan Heng hadn't expected, but that Fu Jingting was extremely worried about.

The Xu family and Shengshi will be completely exposed to the media and become the center of the internal struggle within the Fu family. This is a very dangerous thing for both Xu Qingcheng and Shengshi.

Few people knew that Fu Jingting was the mastermind behind Tang Jinchao's investment in Shengshi.

According to the plan, they should have withdrawn from the prosperous era long ago, leaving cleanly as if they were outsiders, but the prosperous era would have completely collapsed.

Fu Jingting had his own selfish motives. He had no doubt that if the prosperous era really ended, Xu Qingcheng would have dug a huge pit between him and him, and they would be on opposite sides. If either of them took a step forward, it would be an abyss.

Fu Pinxiu had warned him several times to withdraw as soon as possible to avoid causing more serious losses, but he wanted to preserve Shengshi's core assets and give their relationship a chance to move forward.

The struggle in the business world is never a one-man show. Everyone is involved and their interests are intertwined. But no matter how meticulously planned, there will always be loopholes that are overlooked.

Xu Qingcheng lay on the bed, unconscious. Her face looked terrible, and she had abrasions on her forehead from the impact.

The airbags deployed.

At the scene of the accident, a mother and child were riding an electric scooter. The headlights of the high-box truck were bright and strong. Under such road conditions, the mother and child had almost no time to react. She just swerved across the road, and the electric scooter grazed her body and was thrown off. The mother was thrown off the scooter.

Both the mother and child suffered abrasions and fractures of varying degrees.

Although both were injured, none of the injuries were fatal. On the contrary, Xu Qingcheng had plenty of time to dodge.

Ye Tinghong reached out and stroked her cheek, his fingers trembling slightly.

He suddenly regretted that his momentary hesitation had almost caused irreversible harm.

Ye Tinghong knew very well what Fu Hongxin's purpose was in meeting Xu Qingcheng. Fu Minghui had been in a very passive position recently, and the Ye family could hardly help him because of the Tang family's relationship. Shengshi was an inconspicuous pawn in this whole affair.

But because of Fu Jingting, it became even more important.

If the prosperous era is destroyed, and there is no longer any resistance to the Ye family, then the Tang family of Jincheng will not easily take away the projects that originally belonged to the Ye family, and will be able to deliver a fatal blow to Fu Jingting. This would be the best outcome for both Fu Minghui and Ye Tinghong.

However, Ye Tinghong was also well aware that, given Xu Qingcheng's temperament, she would make a big fuss even if she was a broken pot, and she would never cooperate with Fu Hongxin.

Therefore, he was like a hunter lurking in the shadows, waiting for the enemy to crush him and for him to reap the benefits.

But what can I do, Qingcheng? I don't care who you work with, but I will not allow you to go back to Fu Jingting's side.

His fingertips brushed against her delicate skin. What he wanted to gain was Xu Qingcheng's trust in him, or even just gratitude.

The more resolute a person is, the more sentimental they are.

Ye Tinghong had known her for so long that he knew her temperament very well. So after she resolutely pushed him away, he left, giving each other enough time to cool down, because he knew that in that state, no matter what he did or said, Xu Qingcheng wouldn't listen.

But he always had confidence in his heart. Ye Tinghong felt that he had a chance to win her back, and he never thought that Xu Qingcheng would completely erase him from her heart.

But things never went as he expected; the situation had gone off track and he had to get it back on track.

Ye Tinghong's gaze moved down her face and landed on her stomach.

The nurse came in and handed Ye Tinghong a form. "A few tests need to be done first. Family members, please help carry him onto the stretcher."

Ye Tinghong picked her up and placed her on a stretcher. The stretcher rumbled as it was pushed out, when suddenly the man grabbed the stretcher, his voice hoarse, "She's pregnant."

The nurse turned around, paused upon hearing this, then suddenly stomped her foot. "Why are you only saying this now? Why didn't you say so when the doctor was here? Some tests are not suitable for pregnant women!"

The nurse was furious and told them to wait, then ran off to the doctor's office.

Before she lost consciousness, she gripped his arm and uttered only one sentence: "Take me to the hospital, I'm pregnant."

Ye Tinghong stood beside the stretcher, his temples taut with veins bulging.

Why tell him she's pregnant?

She can choose not to tell him, and he can choose not to know.

Ye Tinghong really wished he didn't know, so he wouldn't have to worry about it and could just have the check-up done. If the child wasn't healthy, then they shouldn't have the baby.

In the future, they can have their own children.

The veins on the back of Ye Tinghong's hand, gripping the stretcher, were bulging. Looking at her beautiful face, he thought, who hadn't dreamed of a future filled with flowers, birdsong, children, and grandchildren?

The nurse came back a little while later and rewrote the test order. "It's impossible to guarantee that all tests will be harmless to the fetus. The doctor has tried to minimize any potential harm, but there are definitely still risks."

After speaking, she glanced at Ye Tinghong again, quite annoyed, "Are you really that inexperienced, or what? You didn't even tell the doctor about your pregnancy beforehand."

"Is the risk manageable, child?" the man asked in a low, hoarse voice.

Such a handsome man, yet hesitant to speak, was quite pitiful. The nurse finally couldn't bear it. "It's hard to say for sure. You seem very concerned about your wife; her health is the most important thing, isn't it? As for the child, if it really doesn't work out, you'll have to have an abortion. You're both so young; it won't be difficult to have another one later."

Ye Tinghong finally loosened his grip on the stretcher.

His handsome face, illuminated by the bright hospital lights, appeared cold and aloof. He was right; her health was the most important thing. What else mattered?

If we can't save it, then so be it.