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

These words, spoken without any embellishment and in a barbaric manner, made her sound like a woman who could only please men with her body. Xu Qingcheng was so angry that she trembled all over, her head buzzed, and she felt like she might faint at any moment.

She suddenly threw it at him, almost hitting him in the face, and Fu Jingting barely managed to dodge it.

The glass ornament grazed past his face, slammed against the open door with a thud, and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Fu Pinghui frowned, staring at the thing still spinning on the ground. Looking at the mess, he suppressed his anger and glared at Fu Jingting. "What, are you guys planning to tear the house apart?"

Zhong Wanxiu squeezed past Fu Pinghui and immediately noticed Xu Qingcheng's bound hands. "What's going on here?"

Zhong Wanxiu rushed over to loosen Xu Qingcheng's grip, but Fu Jingting grabbed her arm. The man's face was full of stubbornness. "Mom, don't interfere in our affairs. Xu Qingcheng, don't even think about divorce. If you can't figure it out, stay in this room and think about it. You can leave here when you've figured it out."

He thinks he's right?

Zhong Wanxiu saw the deep bite marks on Qingcheng's neck. The force required to create such marks was shocking to anyone who saw it, let alone Xu Qingcheng.

Zhong Wanxiu reached out her hand, about to touch Xu Qingcheng, but Xu Qingcheng instinctively dodged.

She is afraid of pain.

Zhong Wanxiu felt a pang of pain in her heart. She thought about how her mother would not be able to bear it if Si Chen were treated like this.

"Did you do this?"

Zhong Wanxiu turned to look at Fu Jingting, her usually gentle eyes filled with disapproval and anger.

Fu Jingting's jawline tightened, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he couldn't utter a single word. He was too angry to care about anything else.

She wanted to slap herself right now. She was so afraid of pain, but she endured it without uttering a sound.

Seeing Fu Jingting's expression, Zhong Wanxiu knew he was the one who did it, and she couldn't contain her anger. She went up and slapped Fu Jingting across the face.

"You've used all your skills on your wife, haven't you?" Zhong Wanxiu scolded him angrily. What kind of child did she give birth to? Did a donkey kick his brain?

You don't want a divorce, and if you don't want a divorce, you need to have the attitude of not getting a divorce. Is that all you need to do?

Anyone who wants to divorce him will have to.

This was the first time in his life he had been reprimanded so harshly by Zhong Wanxiu. The slap on the side of his face stung, but it certainly didn't hurt as much as Xu Qingcheng's.

Fu Jingting felt that the slap was deserved!

We should be even harsher, even harsher, to make him feel the pain more thoroughly.

"Come out with me." Fu Pinghui said coldly, and Duan Heng dragged the man out.

The bindings on her wrists were removed, and Xu Qingcheng sat weakly on the edge of the bed. Zhong Wanxiu felt extremely distressed seeing her like this, and pressed her hand to Qingcheng's face, "How did you end up like this?"

The tears she had been holding back finally streamed down her face after hearing just a few words of comfort from others.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to call for help, but the word "Mom" lingered on her lips, and she couldn't bring herself to say it.

She understood perfectly well that there was no fate between them, and forcing them to be together would only lead to mutual torment and suffering.

"From the very beginning, our marriage was not a marriage in the true sense of the word," Xu Qingcheng said, her throat extremely dry and her vocal cords aching from speaking.

"Do you remember what you said to your grandparents?" Zhong Wanxiu asked her. "I already told you back then that marriage is not a game, it's not something you can just say you don't want, nor is it something you can just say you want. Back then you swore you had thought it through, but now you're saying it's not suitable and won't work."

"sorry."

Xu Qingcheng apologized. She seemed utterly exhausted, her eyes gently closed, looking so frail it was heartbreaking.

She apologized, thus silencing Zhong Wanxiu's next words of persuasion.

In the study on the other side, Fu Pinghui and his son Fu Jingting sat silently for a long time before Fu Pinghui finally spoke, "No matter how I've messed up my life, I've never let your mother suffer any pain here. But you're doing well."

Fu Jingting ran his hands through his hair. He didn't offer a word of explanation for himself, nor did he need to.

His behavior went astray; it was his fault.

His heart ached and he felt bitter. The connection between the two of them might be completely severed. Fu Jingting had this premonition. Reaching out his hand felt like grasping a wisp of ethereal smoke. The person who could smile softly in his arms was no longer there.

Fu Pinghui didn't say anything more or ask any more questions; his expression said it all.

If he cares, he won't actually have anything going on with Tang Kejia.

But now, is an explanation enough to salvage everything?

Fu Pinghui couldn't blame him at all. Ever since the incident with the hired repairman, his family had been suffering for the past few years. All the calm was just for show; only they knew the pain in their hearts.

He sighed, but when political maneuvering is mixed with emotions, and emotions are permeated with political maneuvering, it can never be pure, and what it brings is only pain.

When Zhao Lan got out of the car, her legs felt weak, and she had to hold onto the car door to keep herself from falling.

Song Chang rushed over to help her up, "Auntie, are you alright?"

"It's nothing. I'm fine." Zhao Lan straightened up. "Xiao Chang, I'll have to trouble you again this time to come with me."

"It's alright, Auntie, you're being too polite." Song Chang held Zhao Lan's arm. Today, gossip about Fu Jingting and Xu Qingcheng suddenly spread like wildfire, but she couldn't get in touch with Xu Qingcheng. She didn't know how much of this messy news was true.

Suddenly, I received a call from Zhao Lan, saying that she was going to Jingshan No. 1 and asked me to go with her.

Zhao Lan's goal was clear: "I'm taking Qingcheng home."

"We'll talk about the future later."

No matter how much the Fu Pinghui couple tried to persuade her, they couldn't stop her. What could they say when a mother came to their door wanting to take her daughter back to stay for a few days?

Fu Jingting was beyond stopping. No matter how arrogant and domineering he was, it was useless in front of his elders. Zhao Lan didn't even ask him a question.

There was no particular reason.

The veracity of the news was not the most important thing to Zhao Lan; all she knew was that Qingcheng had miscarried, and she wondered if these two miscarriages at such close range had caused any damage to her body.

Seeing her haggard and exhausted appearance, Zhao Lan almost couldn't hold back her tears.

Xu Qingcheng was taken away by Zhao Lan. After returning, she sent a message to the Fu family: the wedding was canceled, the Fu family was not worthy of her, and the marriage should be called off.

Jiang Wenyu looked at Fu Jingting and coldly snorted, "I understand what that girl means. She doesn't want to be with you anymore. Fine, I think divorce is the only way out."

Fu Jingting's expression was cold, his emotions completely concealed, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. He only said one sentence: "I will not get a divorce."

"Not getting a divorce? Not getting a divorce means we're both torturing each other. Do you want to torture yourself, or her?" Fu Shiqing angrily threw the weight in her hand at him. "If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?!"

The cancellation of Fu Jingting and Xu Qingcheng's wedding has brought joy to some and sorrow to others.

Looking at Tang Kejia's obvious smile, Wei Xiao said, "Miss Tang is absolutely right, there won't be a wedding."

"That's natural," Tang Kejia chuckled.

She has kept a low profile these past few days, not daring to utter a single word. Rumors are flying everywhere, with all sorts of speculation circulating, but she remains silent, maintaining an air of innocence and letting the storm rage on.

It's unclear who was behind this, but whoever it was, Tang Kejia felt she really had to thank that person for their great help.

"Xiaoxiao, pack your things and get ready. I'm going to Ancheng now."