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

It was already early morning when the plane arrived in Ancheng.

Duan Heng came over to pick up Fu Jingting, handing him the news. "The news has been suppressed for now, but it's impossible to guard against everything."

It's a two-way game: if you suppress the news, I'll find a way to release it.

Unless you control all media sources, some will give you face while others won't, and there will always be some that slip through the net.

Fu Jingting got into the van, glanced at the news, and his face turned ashen.

The news has gone astray.

First, Fu Jingting and Tang Kejia went to Jincheng, and photos of a man and a woman entering and leaving the same hotel room were used as evidence. Moreover, Tang Kejia was even seen wearing his shirt when she came out of the hotel room.

On the eve of his wedding, Young Master Fu secretly met with his former lover and spent a passionate night together.

Media language with extremely clear guiding influence can instantly attract public attention and ignite online discussions.

Onlookers don't care about the truth or falsehood; they only care about the scandalous gossip about the wealthy families behind these photos.

Duan Heng carefully observed Fu Jingting's expression, some words stuck in his throat, not daring to be spoken. Fu Jingting was so angry that he threw the papers in his hand directly at Duan Heng's face.

"There's nothing between me and Tang Kejia."

Duan Heng is innocent; he didn't say anything.

Okay, although I do have a little bit of doubt.

However, since Fu Jingting said that, then it must be true.

But everything was too coincidental, so coincidental that it left one powerless to refute it. She entered his room and then came out of his room. The photos deliberately ignored the time difference between her entering and leaving, only guiding attention to the fact that she had changed her clothes.

And he was even wearing his shirt.

Fu Jingting sneered.

He didn't care what tricks Tang Kejia had up her sleeve. If Fu Pingxiu hadn't cooperated with the Tang family of Jincheng, he would never have met Tang Kejia. He had no feelings for Tang Kejia, and no matter how long the rumors circulated, it wouldn't make a difference.

Furthermore, Tang Kejia didn't have the power to stir up such a storm in Ancheng; whatever her intentions were, they would be futile. Therefore, Fu Jingting never focused his energy on Tang Kejia, as she wouldn't have any substantial impact on him.

But Fu Jingting didn't expect that someone would use Tang Kejia to confuse the public and stir up trouble behind the scenes.

He is now very curious about this person and his purpose.

"Ye Tinghong's doing?" Fu Jingting's eyes turned cold. Ye Tinghong took Qingcheng away; there must be more to it than just personal matters.

"Yes," Duan Heng replied. "Zhou Qian warned you to be careful; Ye Tinghong has indeed joined forces with Fu Hongxin."

Fu Jingting pressed his fingers firmly against his brow, his cheeks tightening into a sharp line. "Where's Qingcheng? Where is she now?"

"Ye Tinghong took her to the hospital," Duan Heng whispered, "but we don't know the specifics yet."

Fu Jingting's scalp tightened, and he pursed his lips, desperately wanting to stay by her side and protect her from any harm.

Ironically, the person beside her now is not him.

What was even more unexpected was that Ye Tinghong, her ex-boyfriend, would join this fight in such an unsightly manner.

Normal business competition is just a matter of who has the better skills, but clearly, Ye Tinghong's methods were not very honorable.

Even if Ye Tinghong hadn't yet revealed his next move, Fu Jingting could guess most of it.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Duan Heng, answer Ye Tinghong's call."

Xu Qingcheng lay quietly on the hospital bed. There was nothing wrong with her body, but the shock and weakness had caused her to fall into a coma.

The examination revealed that the most serious injuries were to her leg and a concussion. However, because she was pregnant, the doctor was relatively cautious with the medication, but there were still some medications that could not be avoided.

Apart from that, she has no other problems and can even be discharged right now.

The first thing the doctor said to her during morning rounds was, "Take good care of yourself. As for the baby, we don't recommend keeping it. Of course, it's up to you both."

Xu Qingcheng didn't speak. Her eyes were fixed on the gossip news on the local TV station. When she saw Tang Kejia leaving his room wearing his shirt, her pupils contracted sharply.

The doctor then explained the precautions to Ye Tinghong before leaving.

Seeing her pale face, Ye Tinghong felt a pang of heartache. His Qingcheng, could she no longer see him in her eyes?!

He stood right beside her, but she only stared at the man who was far away from her.

Ye Tinghong put down the lunchbox, cupped her face in his hands, and turned her to face him. "If you don't want to look, then don't. Why make things difficult for yourself?"

"Why don't you want to watch?" Xu Qingcheng asked, her voice surprisingly calm, as cold as the chill of a spring morning.

Ye Tinghong was speechless for a moment, staring at her as if trying to figure out what she was thinking.

Her gaze was cold and calm, unlike the reaction of someone about to get married who discovers her husband's infidelity.

"Qingcheng, you..."

Xu Qingcheng pushed Ye Tinghong's hand away. She glanced at the porridge beside Ye Tinghong and said, "Could you please serve me a bowl of porridge?"

Ye Tinghong did as she was told, blowing on the bowl to cool it down before handing it to her. Xu Qingcheng endured the dizziness and nausea, holding the bowl and trying her best to drink it down.

But halfway through her drink, she vomited violently, squatting in front of the trash can and emptying her bladder completely.

Tears flowed silently, and Xu Qingcheng wanted to ask herself, "Am I in pain?"

It's so uncomfortable! With my stomach churning like this, how can I not feel uncomfortable?!

Her long hair fell to the side of her face as she lowered her head, considerately shielding her from all the curious gazes of the outside world.

She's really something now; she even avoids people when she cries.

Ye Tinghong patted her back gently, his voice filled with anxiety, "I'll go call the doctor."

"No need. I'm fine with morning sickness." Xu Qingcheng sniffed, then stood up. "Could you please ask the doctor how an abortion is performed?"

Ye Tinghong stood still.

Xu Qingcheng smiled slowly, the smile flashing across her face. "Those drugs have side effects on him. Rather than letting him suffer in my belly, it's better to end it sooner."

Xu Qingcheng clenched her teeth tightly, letting the sob settle between them.

"Have you thought it through?"

Xu Qingcheng nodded vigorously, and tears streamed down her face as she did so.

It is said that fate determines our destiny.

Some relationships cannot be forced.

She thought he would care about her a little. Her parents and family were all very good to her, and she only realized after experiencing that sense of security that it didn't actually belong to her.

She never intended to keep the child from the beginning, but once she made the decision, she realized how reluctant she was to give it up.

How could he buy her a puppy while having an affair with another woman?

He can do it; he can coax her while scheming against her at the same time. It's all the same thing, so what are you still expecting?!

Xu Qingcheng clenched her fingers into her palm. She didn't want to drink the porridge; she knew she would vomit if she did, but she still wanted to eat.

She was a first-time mother and had no experience; the child had suffered too much since birth.

Other people's parents cherish them so much, but she's so confused, she can't remember the time, and takes medicine randomly, which is why it's causing her so much trouble, making her vomit whatever she's given, right?!

You're doing this because you're feeling unwell from absorbing harmful medication, right?!

As Xu Qingcheng thought about it, tears streamed down her face like beads. It was because she had ulterior motives from the beginning that things had come to this.

From then on, we stopped talking about feelings and only about interests; whether things were good or bad, everyone had to rely on their own abilities.

Fu Jingting called, and Ye Tinghong was sitting in the waiting area outside the obstetrics and gynecology department. He hesitated for a moment, but still answered.

"Ye Tinghong, where is my wife?"

"Chengshan Hospital." Ye Tinghong gave his name and hung up the phone without saying anything more.

The entire obstetrics and gynecology area was decorated in pink, even the nurses wore pink uniforms, making it look particularly relaxed, lively, and warm.

But the surgical instruments were terrifyingly cold, and the line of people waiting to be seen was surprisingly long.

Fu Jingting visited most of the hospitals, instinctively going to the surgery department first, but after mentioning Xu Qingcheng's name, he learned that she had gone to the obstetrics and gynecology department.

Abortion surgery.

Before Duan Heng could react, Fu Jingting had already rushed out.

He couldn't even wait for the elevator and ran down the emergency staircase, repeatedly dialing Ye Tinghong's number on his phone.

The other end hung up immediately.

Fu Jingting's heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest, and his eyes reddened.

After passing through the corridor between the two hospital buildings, Fu Jingting saw Ye Tinghong waiting outside.

He took a few steps forward, but before he could even open his mouth, he heard a nurse inside calling out, "Xu Qingcheng's family member."

Ye Tinghong rushed in, while Fu Jingting was a beat slow to react.

She lay on the hospital bed outside the operating room, her face deathly pale. Her hair, soaked and clinging to her skin, made her face appear even whiter.

"Let her lie down for a while before you leave." The nurse glanced at the two men who came in, then looked at Xu Qingcheng, and went into the operating room with an indifferent face, calling for the next person to be operated on.

Ye Tinghong reached out to help her, but Fu Jingting grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

Fu Jingting stepped forward, placed his hand on Xu Qingcheng's shoulder, slid it down to her back to support her as she sat up, and then reached under her legs to lift her up.

He didn't say a word throughout the entire process, and the silent and oppressive atmosphere spread, causing everyone around him to look over.

She didn't know how he suddenly appeared here; shouldn't he be in Jincheng?!

Xu Qingcheng felt weak all over. She struggled to get up, but Fu Jingting held her tightly.

"Put me down!"

Xu Qingcheng struggled, but she had no strength in her body, and her voice was too weak to shout out, yet every word she uttered was like a dagger piercing his heart, drawing blood.

"Fu Jingting, you're too late, the baby is gone!"

Fu Jingting's face grew increasingly gloomy, his eyes glowing a raw red, like they were weeping blood, making one's heart tremble at the sight of them, as if one could hear the sound of his teeth clenching.

Ye Tinghong raised her hand to block him, her face cold. "Qingcheng told you to put her down."

"Ye Tinghong, who are you to her?" Fu Jingting gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury.