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

Fu Jingting sent me a photo.

The girl in the photo has a distorted expression.

Xu Qingcheng closed her eyes. This wasn't her. It definitely wasn't her.

It was so silly and awkward that Xu Qingcheng wanted to dig her toes into the floor.

His facial expressions were completely out of control, so ugly it was outrageous.

He also added a comment to the picture: "Very expressive, good acting skills."

Xu Qingcheng suppressed her anger as she crushed her phone screen and replied: Deleted.

When she was having her earlobe cleaned, the alcohol swabs stimulated her so much that she almost lost her mind and flew away to the heavens.

It just so happened that Fu Jingting saved it in a frame.

The phone rang once, and Fu Jingting received the words "deleted".

He laughed heartily, and even the pain in his arm didn't feel so bad anymore.

"Come and delete it yourself."

He sent it directly via voice message.

Duan Heng glanced back and saw Fu Jingting with a smile on his lips. He paused for a moment, wondering who Fu Jingting was talking to.

This situation is very strange.

Xu Qingcheng pressed a button, and the man's voice came out.

It was his unique tone, deep and with a touch of playfulness.

There was still a faint hint of a smile on his face.

The sound hit Xu Qingcheng right in the head. She wanted to reply with a voice message, but seeing that Aunt Wang was listening intently, she simply started typing.

Why are you keeping this kind of photo?

"Isn't it beautiful?"

What kind of weird hobby is this?

"Do you think you're a pervert?"

【I have all sorts of photos on my phone, some really explicit. If you want to save my photos, Mr. Fu, I'll send them to you.】

"How explicit are they? Send me a few pictures."

You delete it first. I'll repost it.

"Let me see your revealing photos live."

She typed, he spoke, and when the voice came out, Xu Qingcheng almost had a mental breakdown.

She pressed the button quickly, but she was still a step too slow.

Aunt Wang, who was standing next to Xu Qingcheng and rummaging through the various kinds of candy in the plastic bag, couldn't help but glance at her.

My head is buzzing.

She must have been thinking too much today, so her brain wasn't working properly. She actually sent Fu Jingting such stupid messages and even sent him explicit photos. She was practically digging her own grave.

On the other side, Duan Heng choked on his saliva the moment he heard these words, and pounded his chest hard, trying to vent his anger.

Fu Shao's words were both sassy and cheeky, and they created such a vivid image.

Duan Heng suddenly realized who the woman opposite him was; there was no need to guess, it must be Miss Xu.

Xu Qingcheng walked out of the ward, clutching her phone.

Can you please not send voice messages? Can't you just type?

Do you think your voice is that nice?

And can't you watch your words?!

As messages popped up, Fu Jingting stared at the three exclamation marks, and Xu Qingcheng's face vividly appeared before his eyes.

This woman's smile is both charming and alluring.

When you have a cold face, you feel an itch to break her bones and see her begging you pitifully.

Fu Jingting glanced down at his arm and replied slowly.

"My hands hurt, so it's inconvenient to type."

This voice message came in.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had cut his arm.

A rare pity arose within him, for he was only injured because of her.

She pursed her lips, swallowing back all the words she wanted to say to him.

Xu Qingcheng put her phone in her pocket.

She turned back to the ward, and Aunt Wang asked her, "What should we do with all this candy?"

Xu Qingcheng looked at it for a while before instructing, "Send some to the nurses' station. Then take the rest to the pediatrics department to distribute."

Aunt Wang responded and asked, "Miss Xu, aren't you going to keep it for yourself?"

Xu Qingcheng paused, as if remembering something. She flipped through the candies and picked out two kinds of milk candies from her memory.

Aunt Wang casually remarked, "You like milk candy? This White Rabbit candy is really old."

Xu Qingcheng remained silent.

He knew he was deliberately trying to provoke her, that he had seen through her little scheme.

But sometimes, I do crave something sweet.

Xu Qingcheng unwrapped the candy and put it in her mouth.

Thinking of his sarcastic smile, "Isn't this story especially sweet?"

Xu Qingcheng suddenly laughed, but as she laughed, she covered her face with her hands, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Not sweet. Not sweet at all.

She also longs to be cared for and pampered.

It's too exhausting to carry this alone.

……

There was no complaining, but there was also no comforting.

Fu Jingting waited for a long time, but she didn't reply.

He smiled and tossed his phone aside.

Taking the opportunity, Duan Heng asked, "Your wife called to ask when you'll arrive?"

Fu Jingting clicked his tongue. He had already planned to go back for dinner that night, but this news made him forget about it.

Looking at his arm, he knew he'd be facing another round of questioning when he got back. "I'm not going today. You need to come up with an explanation."

Duan Heng wanted to bang his head against the wall, "The lady is not easily fooled."

Fu Jingting only gave him a look, as if to say, "What are you good for?!"

Duan Heng had no choice but to bite the bullet and call back, "Madam, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it tonight. Young Master Fu is still in a video conference, and there are a few decisions that we can't agree on, so we need to discuss them further."

Chung Wan-hsiu's voice remained gentle and calm, "Really? What video conference is so urgent? Must we reach a conclusion today?!"

"Regarding the municipal engineering project that the Fu family is investing in in Nanting City..." Duan Heng was slapped on the head by Fu Jingting before he could finish speaking.

Chung Wan-hsiu said very gently, "Really?! That must have been tiring."

Then I heard her ask, "Pinghui, Jingting is in the conference room of the Nanting City project and probably won't be able to come over tonight."

"Hasn't the project in Nanting City been fully deployed? What kind of meeting is he holding? Tell him to get back here." Fu Pinghui's booming voice came through the receiver.

Fu Jingting really wanted to punch Duan Heng. Couldn't he use his brain? Today was their family dinner, and his old man was there. He would expose the truth about work as soon as he mentioned it.

Zhong Wanxiu smiled faintly, "Duan Heng, Jingting should be with you, let him answer the phone."

Fu Jingting grabbed the phone. "Mom."

"Can't you come, or don't you want to come?" Chung Wan-hsiu's voice was always gentle and soft.

A well-bred lady must never compromise her dignity; she is most adept at subtly setting traps for you.

Fu Jingting rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache. "I'll definitely go over after I'm done with these next few days."

"Afraid your father will ask about today's news?" Zhong Wanxiu bluntly stated, "The news says you have a crush on the eldest daughter of the Xu family. I've seen the photos too; they're quite good. If you don't want to explain, your father and I don't care. Ye Chengnian asked your uncle to speak to your father, trying to quell this storm. Politicians hate this kind of mess the most; it can even lead to suicide."

Towards the end, Chung Wan-hsiu's voice became stern.

Fu Jingting's face turned cold. "How does Ye Chengnian plan to quell this storm?"