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

The VIP area set aside in the showroom is separated by glass on all sides, with a section in the middle covered with frosted film, creating a private space for receiving important clients.

The exhibition hall was crowded, mostly with people who had come because of its reputation. X-Unknown enjoys a high reputation both at home and abroad. The brand, created by Xie Yin, is named after the initials of his surname. Because it has always served the elite class abroad, it does not need extensive coverage from the mass media; its reputation has been built up through word of mouth.

Zhong Wanxiu had her eye on a "bad fruit" sculpture—a moldy fruit sculpture.

Vibrant with color, the artwork uses countless brightly colored pearls and gemstones to depict the moldy state of fruit, prompting reflection on the social issues of mass production and waste.

The person who greeted her said it was a coincidence that the designer of the artwork would be arriving soon. Zhong Wanxiu was very interested and, at the strong recommendation of the person who greeted her, decided to meet him.

Moreover, the many exquisitely designed jewelry pieces in the catalog were so eye-catching that Fu Sichen and Wen Fei were engrossed in discussing them on their tablets.

But I really didn't expect it to be Xu Qingcheng.

If she had known it was her, Zhong Wanxiu thought she definitely wouldn't have stayed. Besides, with Wen Fei and Fu Sichen present, it just felt awkward.

It's not that Zhong Wanxiu has no complaints about Xu Qingcheng. As a mother, her first thought is definitely to feel sorry for her son. Jingting was pulled back from the brink of death. If he hadn't come back, she would have been burying her son.

Zhong Wanxiu couldn't bring herself to fully understand Xu Qingcheng. For a period after Jingting's accident, she could barely hold back her tears; all words of comfort were meaningless, after all, it was the child she had carried for ten months and given birth to—it pained her deeply.

But Zhong Wanxiu knew that Jingting had feelings for her, and even under those circumstances, he still thought about getting rid of Xu Qingcheng.

So no matter how much you complain, it's just a sigh. If two people are not meant to be, don't force it.

Fortunately, Jingting survived and returned. Zhong Wanxiu only wished for his peaceful and happy life, that he would have someone to love and care for him.

After Lou Xue introduced the two, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Lou Xue nudged Xu Qingcheng's arm, and Xu Qingcheng quickly greeted her, "Auntie, I didn't expect it to be you."

Before Zhong Wanxiu could speak, Fu Sichen jumped up in surprise and exclaimed excitedly, "Fairy Sister! It's you!"

"You child, how can you greet people like that? You have no manners!" Zhong Wanxiu glanced at Fu Sichen.

Fu Sichen, with his mischievous eyes, stuck his tongue out at her. "I've always called you that! Fairy Sister, you don't mind, do you?"

"I don't mind." Xu Qingcheng shook her head. "You can call me whatever you want."

Xu Qingcheng smiled and looked at the woman standing next to Zhong Wanxiu. She had only caught a glimpse of her at Jingshan No. 1 that day. Even though Xu Qingcheng hadn't consciously tried to remember it, she had unconsciously remembered it because the woman had suddenly appeared at Jingshan No. 1.

"Hello, Miss Xu, I am Wen Fei." Without Zhong Wanxiu's introduction, Wen Fei had already introduced herself. The woman had delicate and gentle features and was not annoying.

But a hint of suspicion crept into my mind.

"Sister Wen is my second brother's family doctor." Fu Sichen rushed to Xu Qingcheng's side and took her arm. "Fairy sister, I haven't seen you in so long, I've missed you quite a bit. Have you seen my second brother?"

"Sichen," Zhong Wanxiu reminded her, just by calling her name, she knew she was being told not to say anything carelessly.

Fu Sichen pursed his lips and sat back down.

Xu Qingcheng could tell that Zhong Wanxiu didn't like Si Chen having overly enthusiastic contact with her. She could understand that; if it were her, she might have reacted even more strongly.

The greatest dignity we can show each other is to still be able to smile and wait.

"Auntie, are you interested in this fruit sculpture?" Xu Qingcheng gestured for them to sit down. "This is part of my 'Bad Fruit' series. There are others, but the actual pieces aren't at the company yet. You can see them in the pictures. Take a look and see if there's anything you like?"

"Very creative," Zhong Wanxiu smiled, "but it doesn't seem quite right for the new house. Let's take another look."

"Hmm, it's okay." Xu Qingcheng asked again, "What style are you looking for? I can give you some recommendations."

"My taste is failing me. What do you think, Wen Fei? What kind of girl do you think would be good?" Zhong Wanxiu turned to ask Wen Fei.

"I can't think of anything right now either," Wen Fei said with a bright laugh. "Let's look around some more later; maybe we'll find something we like."

Wen Fei was very happy. Zhong Wanxiu had really taken a liking to that fruit sculpture. It was truly dazzling and luxurious, made of precious stones. However, the rotten fruit, the contrast between beauty and ugliness, made it particularly eye-catching.

Before Xu Qingcheng came in, Zhong Wanxiu was saying that Fu Jingting's place was too plain and lifeless, and that it needed a little brightness to make him look more energetic.

After Xu Qingcheng came in, she said that it was a product she designed, and Zhong Wanxiu said she wanted to take another look.

The metaphor is obvious to anyone with eyes to see.

Fu Sichen pouted; she knew her mother didn't want it because it was Fairy Sister's work.

But I didn't dare to say much. My mother had been sick several times in the past two years because of my second brother's situation, and it was almost a mental illness.

After Wen Fei said that, Zhong Wanxiu said she would think about it again.

"Miss Xu, could you recommend a necklace that would suit Wen Fei?" Zhong Wanxiu asked her.

He greeted Xu Qingcheng politely.

Xu Qingcheng readily agreed, selecting a few items for them to choose from. "I think these are all quite nice, simple and elegant. See what Miss Wen likes."

Zhong Wanxiu pushed the bag in front of Wen Fei and let her choose, her eyes full of a kind smile, "Feifei, which one do you like? Auntie will give it to you."

Xu Qingcheng was very sensitive; she always smiled, but the distance between relatives was immediately apparent. She sat on the sofa, a smile on her face, but her fingers resting on her lap were a little stiff.

Xu Qingcheng's gaze swept across Wen Fei's face, but... a family doctor, huh?

Fu Sichen took Zhong Wanxiu's card and went to pay the bill with Wen Fei.

Only the two of them remained in the room. Zhong Wanxiu looked at Xu Qingcheng and said gently, "It's been so long since I've seen you. How have you been?"

"It's all good. I'm not in China, so I haven't been able to visit you often." Xu Qingcheng felt a little tearful; Zhong Wanxiu had always been exceptionally kind to her.

He asked her so gently, without any complaint, because he genuinely wanted to know how she was doing, and she could tell from his tone.

"That's good. Jingting is back, and he's doing well too. The past is the past, don't dwell on it anymore." Zhong Wanxiu patted Xu Qingcheng's hand. "Find someone who understands and cherishes you in the future."

After seeing them off, Lou Xue glanced out the window and then looked at Xu Qingcheng. "Qingcheng, they only wanted the jewelry. Before you came, Ms. Zhong said she wanted to buy a set of that 'Bad Fruit' artwork."

"Yes, I've changed my mind."

Xu Qingcheng forced a smile. "There are so many guests. You go and greet them first. I'm going to the restroom."

Xu Qingcheng turned her back and touched the corner of her eye to stop the tears from falling.

I feel a little unwell. That's all.

Xu Qingcheng understood what Zhong Wanxiu meant: the past is the past, and it's best for everyone to be well.

But she didn't want them to be at peace.

After dinner, Fu Mosen dragged Fu Sichen around the yard for a while. The seven or eight-year-old child was really annoying.

She finally managed to escape and darted onto the balcony to find her second brother. "Second brother, do you know who I saw today?"

Fu Jingting glanced at her sideways, without even saying a word to her.

Fu Sichen had no choice but to continue on his own, "I saw Fairy Sister. Her set of gemstone sculptures called 'Bad Fruit' is so beautiful. I was going to buy it and put it at your Nanshan Lanyuan, but when Mom saw that the designer was Sister Qingcheng, she decided not to buy it."