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

Wen Fei performed a routine check-up on Fu Jingting, making him roll up his sleeves and drawing a vial of blood.

A man's strong arms have clearly defined lines, and women would all long to be held in such strong arms. A man's arm can firmly restrain a soft female body, conveying a strong sense of power.

He had scratch marks on his arm, as well as faint fingernail marks.

Wen Fei didn't think much of it and even teased him, "Did you get into a fight? Your arms are all scratched up. This guy doesn't know how to fight; he should have scratched your face."

Fu Jingting didn't say anything, and his face was expressionless. He simply put his sleeve down quickly.

Her head started throbbing again, the pain shooting straight to her forehead. If Xu Qingcheng wanted to cling to a man, probably no one could resist her.

Food and sex are human nature.

He doesn't need to make things difficult for himself.

Wen Fei didn't receive a response, but she didn't care. He was always like this, and she was used to it.

As I labeled the blood sample, I asked him, "You said you were busy last week and didn't go to the psychologist either. Let's schedule an appointment this week."

"Next week, I'm busy this week too." Fu Jingting finally replied. Wen Fei wrapped the blood pressure monitor around his arm to take his blood pressure. When she took it off, she saw a bright red patch on the lower part of his neck, near the open collar of his shirt.

The marks left by a woman's lips.

A hickey.

Wen Fei was stunned for a moment, then her face turned bright red. She bit her tongue inwardly. How could she have thought someone was fighting with him? How could anyone possibly be fighting with him! She must have been out of her mind to think that.

It was clearly scratched by a woman, and her face flushed red and white in an instant.

"The FUC meet-and-greet went well yesterday, didn't it? Today the news is all about you guys." Wen Fei casually started a conversation.

Duan Heng happened to push the door open and came in, replying, "With Young Master Fu back, naturally there's a lot of attention."

"That's great." Wen Fei looked at Duan Heng and smiled, reminding him, "But you still need to take care of your health. Don't let him drink too much. He didn't drink much last night, did he?"

"Young Master Fu left early; that's enough. We were just creating a buzz. We couldn't really discuss business there; those who truly need it have already scheduled another time."

Wen Fei smiled and didn't say anything more.

He left early, but he did come back very late. When she came over in the morning, the driver said that Young Master Fu had only been back for less than two hours and might not be up yet, so he told her to wait.

However, Wen Fei knew that Fu Jingting's morning routine was so regular that it was outrageous; no matter how late he went to bed, he would still be on time the next day.

Wen Fei could roughly guess what had happened to him last night, and was a little curious about who, and what kind of woman, could make him act like this.

However, she wouldn't ask too many questions. The most important reason why Wen Fei was able to stay by Fu Jingting's side for so long and was deeply trusted by him was that she was sensible.

Duan Heng handed him the documents, "This is the information you requested about Shengshi. Tang Kaiji left a mess; the appraised price he quoted isn't very attractive. If someone tries to raise the price, it won't be a good deal."

Fu Jingting casually flipped through the documents and then put them aside. "Contact a headhunter to get in touch with Chen Rui. I want to meet with him."

"Chen Rui?" Duan Heng was taken aback for a moment, then realized what he meant and smiled. "I'll have the HR department make arrangements immediately. Chen Rui is an invaluable talent. If he were to take charge of Shengshi, the future of Shengshi would be very promising."

Duan Heng had always assumed that once Young Master Fu won the bid for Shengshi, he would become entangled with Xu Qingcheng, especially since the two of them left together last night and never returned, it was obvious what had happened.

There are some things Duan Heng can't say, but Xu Qingcheng is clearly not a suitable woman to marry. She's too seductive and too eye-catching. If she were just a pretty face, that would be one thing, but she's not. Moreover, she's ruthless and merciless.

Fu Jingting is back alive, but they were prepared for him to die at any moment.

The old man said not to make things difficult for her.

The Fu family has not had any contact with Xu Qingcheng in the past few years. They are afraid that if they do, they will lose control, so they simply pretend that she does not exist.

Otherwise, Xu Qingcheng would never have a peaceful life.

But this woman has no self-awareness at all. As soon as Young Master Fu came back, she clung to him as if nothing had ever happened. This woman's skin is truly extraordinary.

Duan Heng was completely dissatisfied with it, so he was also opposed to the project of "Prosperous Era". However, he dared not express his opinion casually, for fear of ending up in a hospital bed.

When Fu Jingting said he wanted to contact Chen Rui, Duan Heng felt much more at ease. Wanhua, where Chen Rui worked, was a competitor of Shengshi. Fu Shao wanted to poach Chen Rui instead of handing him over to the Xu family. How could this not make people excited?

Dr. Wen is no better than Xu Qingcheng.

Even if it's not Dr. Wen, anyone will do, as long as Young Master Fu likes him and can take good care of him.

Wen Fei had finished checking and putting away all the utensils. She then asked Fu Jingting, "Everything is ready at Nanshan Lanyuan. The furniture style is the same as yours at Jingshan No. 1. Aunt Zhong said she's calculated the auspicious date and wants to hold a ceremony. You can invite your friends to join us; it'll be like a homecoming."

It's not that Zhong Wanxiu is being overly particular; people like her naturally care a lot about the feng shui and ancient customs passed down from their ancestors, and after experiencing these events, they have no choice but to pay extra attention to them.

Zhong Wanxiu wanted him to go back to Jingshan No. 1, where it was well-maintained and had a lively atmosphere, but Fu Jingting seemed unwilling to go there. So Zhong Wanxiu didn't force him, since other people had lived there before, and it was probably a thorn in his side.

It will be uncomfortable if I can't pull it out; it might feel better if I don't touch it.

Fu Jingting had no interest in Wen Fei's matter. "You make the arrangements."

Wen Fei laughed, "Okay, I'll tell Auntie. Just make time to come then."

As she spoke, she dialed Zhong Wanxiu's number, calling out affectionately, "Auntie, Jingting said it's no problem, we'll arrange it. If there's anything you need me to do, just let me know. I don't really know much about praying for blessings."

"He doesn't worry about anything. It's all thanks to you thinking ahead," Zhong Wanxiu said with a smile. "Auntie wants to thank you on his behalf."

"No need to thank me, the salary he offered me is quite high." Wen Fei smiled charmingly, glancing at Fu Jingting.

The man flipped through the documents, seemingly undisturbed by their conversation, as if he had completely blocked them out.

After exchanging a few words, Zhong Wanxiu focused on inquiring about Fu Jingting's health before asking, "Is he with you? Let him answer the phone."

Wen Fei handed the phone to Fu Jingting.

"Come back for dinner tonight," Zhong Wanxiu asked him. "It's been a long time since the family has eaten together as a family. Your older brother and the others are coming over too. Sichen will be back tonight as well."

Fu Jingting agreed, and Zhong Wanxiu added, "Give the phone to Wen Fei, I'll ask if she's free this afternoon to go out with me."

Fu Jingting agreed and handed the phone back to Wen Fei. Wen Fei happily replied, "If you're free, go out with Auntie. Even if you're not free, I'll make sure I am."

The little girl's clear and lively voice made Zhong Wanxiu laugh out loud.

......

Xu Qingcheng changed her clothes several times, but in the end she gave up the skirt and put on skinny suit pants and a Hong Kong-style shirt, with a light pink blazer on top. She looked smart and capable while completely covering up the marks he left on her body.

Last night he was utterly ruthless, showing absolutely no gentleness. The marks on his body made it seem as if he had suffered a great deal of abuse.

Xu Qingcheng was also wondering if she had masochistic tendencies.

He wasn't gentle at all; he was like a wolf, ready to devour her, almost to the point that she couldn't bear it.

Xu Qingcheng's face turned ugly. She could see the sarcasm in his eyes, but her body seemed to have its own mind; she melted away the moment she met him.

She's doing this because she has feelings for him.

But he only saw her as a woman he could vent his frustrations on.

Xu Qingcheng didn't even eat. After checking the time, she simply put on her high heels and went out.

This jewelry exhibition is not actually an open jewelry fair; it's more of an industry exchange event. However, because it includes popular jewelry lectures, many high-level people come to attend. Gradually, it has expanded from a purely industry exchange to a more comprehensive event. Due to its high profile, many companies compete to secure a booth for promotional purposes.

Xie Yin wanted to bring the business back, especially since they were targeting the high-end market, so they couldn't miss this opportunity.

Xu Qingcheng arrived at the "X Unknown" booth. Lou Xuechong, wearing a custom-made suit from X Company and with her hair in a ponytail, waved to her, "Sister Qingcheng, over here!"

Xu Qingcheng hurried over, "Sorry, sorry, I'm late. We agreed to go together, but I forgot."

"It's alright. The exhibition company helped set up the booth, I was just directing. I just didn't expect so many people to come. We only had five sales staff today, so we're a bit overwhelmed. Some clients have customized needs, and our designers aren't here yet, so we're counting on you."

Xu Qingcheng replied, "No problem."

"This way." Lou Xue pulled her towards the VIP area of ​​the booth, pushed open the glass door, and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Ms. Zhong. Let me introduce you. This is Xu Qingcheng, our specially invited designer. The ornament you've chosen is her work."

Xu Qingcheng was stunned; she hadn't expected that Zhong Wanxiu was sitting inside.