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

With just one sentence, everyone's eyes turned to her.

Xu Qingcheng's low profile throughout the night was broken at this moment.

This dinner was originally meant to be a networking event among designers. Everyone here considers themselves a darling of the fashion world. Regardless of gender, they are all at the forefront of fashion. Not only their work, but the designers themselves are also a beautiful sight to behold. Whether male or female, everyone is unique in their clothing and personality. Unless you are a big shot with a work that can shut everyone up, you won't receive any special attention.

No matter how beautiful you are.

After all, there are more women in the design industry, and women pay less attention to the appearance of their peers, especially since the others are also considered pretty, and some of them have obviously had minor cosmetic surgery and look quite beautiful. In any case, Xu Qingcheng is not so eye-catching among the various beauties. Just because of his words, all the gazes around her turned over, which made Xu Qingcheng feel a little uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I still have to drive."

Everyone was given red wine, but no one was really planning to drink much, since it wasn't a gathering of acquaintances and it was mostly for work. However, since they weren't familiar with Xu Qingcheng, they let it go when she initially declined.

But now that Fu Jingting has spoken, we can't take it lightly.

"Just hire a designated driver, it's very convenient these days." A female designer next to me laughed, and without caring what the other person thought, she directly called the waiter to pour the wine.

Seeing that someone was coming over, Fu Jingting released her hand.

Xu Qingcheng restrained herself for a while, but still covered the glass with her hand before the waiter poured the wine, preventing him from doing so.

Drinking a little wouldn't be a problem, but Xu Qingcheng was annoyed by being forced to do so and refused.

Seeing her cold expression and prickly demeanor, the man suddenly chuckled, "It seems X's designer has quite a temper, otherwise I would have switched to this wine too."

He said she had a bad temper, which was one thing, but he also had the audacity to bring up X and use himself to intimidate her. Xu Qingcheng's face turned red with anger.

Xie Yin has helped her a lot in the past two years. During her most difficult time, the support Xie Yin gave her cannot be explained in a few words. He is an extremely important friend to Xu Qingcheng, as well as a mentor and friend.

She values ​​Xie Yin and X highly. You can say she has a problem, but you can't say X has a problem.

Fu Jingting truly had her Achilles' heel completely.

To bluntly expose her identity and brazenly urge her to drink is not something a man should do!

However, it did cause others to whisper among themselves.

Xu Qingcheng was both annoyed and angry, but she had no choice but to let go and let the waiter pour her wine.

Once the wine was poured, there was no shortage of drinks. Fortunately, everyone drank in a relatively civilized manner, and two glasses of red wine were not enough to make Xu Qingcheng drunk. She was a seasoned drinker, but her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes were filled with a thousand watery glints, making her exceptionally alluring.

She thought it was over, but everyone got to know each other warmly, and after round of toasts, even though she said she would just sip a little, she couldn't resist the constant urging to drink. The wine in her glass kept getting full and empty, and Xu Qingcheng lost count of how much she had drunk.

As the wine flowed and their voices grew warmer, he leaned closer to her and asked, "Should you leave quietly by yourself, or should I take you away in front of all these people?"

Xu Qingcheng's face tightened, her eyes glaring at him like knives, her teeth clenched as if she wanted to bite him to death.

Fu Jingting could tell that she was truly angry, so angry that she was trembling all over. But the look she gave him, though seemingly gentle and tender, was like fuel poured on a man, burning intensely the moment it touched his skin.

He might really have psychological problems. When he saw her angry, his anger surged, and his beautiful, alluring eyes pierced every inch of her skin. His bones ached and itched, giving rise to a strange sense of urgency and pleasure.

She didn't speak, but he took the opportunity to bite her earlobe. To outsiders, it was just talking close to her ear, but Xu Qingcheng was so frightened that she almost jumped up.

The man may be playing a part, but people will definitely not criticize the man himself, but rather the woman with whom he has an illegitimate status.

Enraged, Xu Qingcheng suddenly grabbed the wine glass in front of her and accidentally spilled it all over his pants. "Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Mr. Fu, I was so careless..."

Miss Xu was quite the actress; she immediately called over a waiter and said very considerately, "Young Master Fu, please have the waiter take you to change your clothes."

Fu Jingting looked down and saw that the zipper area of ​​his black suit pants was wet.

He believed that as soon as he left, she would disappear immediately.

Looking at her flushed face and the smile in her eyes, the man glanced at her slowly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "No need for that. Just wipe it off."

"Miss Xu, could you please wipe this for me?"

He spoke with extreme politeness.

Polite, without any hint of romance.

Gu Feibai couldn't help but curse, "Damn it!" How come he never realized Fu Jingting could be this despicable before?

He spoke in a low voice, so low that anyone not paying attention would definitely not hear him.

Even so, this is still a blatant provocation.

Xu Qingcheng's expression changed. She had reached her limit and didn't want to hold back any longer. She stood up and said, "Excuse me, I have something urgent to attend to. I'll take my leave now."

She grabbed her bag and walked out.

Fu Jingting casually wiped himself with a tissue, then got up and left without saying goodbye.

Gu Feibai glanced in his direction and clicked his tongue twice.

Chen Lu chimed in with gossip, "Young Master Fu and this Miss Xu... wait a minute, you told me before to relax and that this eligible bachelor was already engaged. Wasn't he supposed to be a doctor?"

Gu Feibai suddenly realized he had been a bit too talkative.

He glanced at Chen Lu and said, "Just pretend you didn't see it. Don't blame me for not warning you; loose lips sink ships."

Chen Lu chuckled, "I was just curious and wanted to confirm with you. I won't go around saying anything. I'm very tight-lipped."

She made a zipper gesture over her mouth, then laughed, "But I wasn't the only one who saw it tonight."

Men and women, who can't see through the subtle chemical reactions between them?

Fu Shao had naturally set a trap.

As for whether Ms. Xu was playing hard to get or was genuinely resisting, that's hard to say.

When Xu Qingcheng came out of the private room, the combination of alcohol and anger was definitely doubly intoxicating. Her head was spinning, sparks were popping in front of her eyes, and her cheeks were burning.

Xu Qingcheng exhaled a breath and felt that her entire mouth and stomach reeked of alcohol.

She took out her phone to make a call, but as soon as she dialed Qingyao's name, her phone was snatched away. The next moment, her waist was grabbed and her back was slammed into a man's chest.

"open!"

With her feet off the ground, he lifted her up with one arm. Xu Qingcheng couldn't find a foothold and was spun around in his arms.

The man reeked of alcohol, and Xu Qingcheng was taken to a corner before she could even react.

"Why are you running?" Fu Jingting lifted her chin with one hand, his face close to hers, the smell of alcohol wafting towards her face.

"Let me go!" Xu Qingcheng shouted in a low voice. There were people coming and going here, and he was truly shameless.

"You think you can just run away after spilling wine all over me?" He raised an eyebrow, his gaze dark and menacing, as if he wanted to devour me. "Wipe yourself clean."

He reached for her hand, and Xu Qingcheng snapped, "You... have some shame!"

As the two struggled and pressed against each other, Fu Jingting felt a buzzing on his scalp. He suddenly gritted his teeth, and a curse escaped from between his teeth.

Fuck!

"You shameless!" Xu Qingcheng forcefully pulled her fingers into her palm, forgetting the powerful force of her fist in her haste, and only cared about pulling away.

The man's eyes held undisguised lust, aroused even more by the alcohol. He lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely, his tongue cunningly conquering hers, but giving her no chance to bite him.

His hand landed brazenly on her body, giving her no chance to escape. The two were close together, her white pants clinging to his, and the friction left red wine stains, just like the overflowing red at the corners of her eyes.

He had a fiancée, yet he still flirted with her. How was she supposed to feel? But it has to be said, he really chose the right path to get revenge on her this way.

Xu Qingcheng felt terrible. She reached out and slapped him hard, cursing him fiercely, "You scoundrel! You bastard! Let go of me, I'm calling the police!"

But her curses sounded quite different to other people.

She may never have heard her own voice when she was half-drunk and half-awake. Even when she was cursing, there was a hint of coquettishness hidden in her anger and a touch of tenderness mixed in with her resentment. It was so captivating that people wished she would curse a few more times.

"Go ahead and hit them, see if they believe what you say."

"You think I'm too scared to call? Give me your phone! I want to see who the police believe." Xu Qingcheng said angrily. She tried to tilt her head back, but she couldn't avoid him. Her head hit the wall with a thud.

The sound was very loud.

Xu Qingcheng felt dizzy for a moment, and she quickly closed her eyes to try and get rid of the dizziness, which made her feel nauseous.

Then a hand reached over from behind her head, pressing the palm against the back of her head and pulling it forward, as if it were about to kiss her again. The fire in Xu Qingcheng's heart burned relentlessly.

Her eyes burned with a fiery light, shimmering brightly. She pouted, her voice a mixture of resentment and softness, "Give me the phone!"

She shook her head irritably as she spoke, as if trying to shake off his hand that was behind her head. When she couldn't shake it off, she tilted her head back and accidentally bumped into the wall.

With something cushioning her back, it didn't hurt as much. Suddenly, a malicious smile appeared on her lips, and she deliberately shoved her head back.

He felt a dull pain in the joints on the back of his hand, as if he couldn't feel it, and let her slam his hand against the wall.

Give me my phone!

Fu Jingting stared at her intently. "In your pants pocket."

He attended two events tonight, and mixed two kinds of alcohol, so he drank quite a bit. He wasn't drunk, but he was slightly tipsy.

However, Fu Jingting thought that Xu Qingcheng was probably about ready. Although she looked very aggressive, her thorns were actually soft.

The woman who would explode if he even touched her zipper with her hand was now groping him with both hands, finding her phone in his pants pocket. She slipped her fingers inside and excitedly grabbed the phone.

I flashed it in his face, unlocked it, and dialed 110 right in front of him.

Before she could even press the call button, her phone was confiscated again, and she cried out as she was picked up.

Someone was shoved into the car, and Da Zhao couldn't help but turn around to look, but the man glared at him and said, "Drive."

Da Zhao quickly started the car, and soon the partition inside the carriage rose up, blocking his view, but not the sound, which just kept drilling into his ears.

Li Dazhao kept his eyes straight ahead and drove the car very fast.

"Where are you touching, you perverted scoundrel!"

The distorted voice seemed to seep into the very bones of a person.

Fu Jingting felt a chill run down his spine. The woman sitting on him was restless, so he held her tightly with his arms to prevent her from moving around.

The flames were about to burn him to ashes.

Xu Qingcheng felt itchy and hot. The alcohol concentration seemed to increase in the enclosed space, making her feel dizzy and disoriented, as if she couldn't tell what day it was.

The man's eyes were bloodshot as he bit open her shirt and laid his teeth on her delicate skin.

Xu Qingcheng let out a cry, her voice completely undisguised, and Fu Jingting knew that she was getting drunk.

If they were sober, and there were outsiders present, they would never shout like this without any regard for others.

She genuinely didn't know what her voice meant to men.

Even in this confused state, I still remembered to curse him for being shameless.

Fu Jingting snorted, "What's the use of having a face?"

When the car stopped, Da Zhao was covered in sweat.

Fu Jingting carried her out of the car, but she refused to let him carry her and insisted on walking by herself. She struggled to get out, but almost twisted her ankle after only a few steps, so he pulled her back and held her in his arms.

"Fu Jingting, you are really shameless. You keep the red flag at home and have colorful flags flying outside, right? Shameless is not even a word to describe how despicable you are!" She pointed her finger at his shoulder, pressing hard, her sparkling eyes full of charm, her fingertip hot, the spot she touched became burning hot.

He seemed completely unconcerned by her scolding, keeping a straight face as she hurled her insults, and carried her into the elevator.

Other neighbors were also in the elevator and witnessed the couple flirting.

"I'm telling you, don't even think about touching me! I won't let you! I don't want to have sex with you! I have the phone numbers of several hostesses at clubs; I'll pick one for you, all kinds, plump and slender, you can choose whatever you like!"

Fu Jingting's forehead was tense, and his face darkened. He held her in his arms, but he couldn't stop her from talking. Seeing that the people around them were glancing at him, he couldn't help but explain, "She's drunk."

"Who said I was drunk? I'm not drunk. I'm perfectly sober!" Xu Qingcheng denied fiercely.

Fu Jingting didn't refute her, but the neighbor next to him laughed, "Looks like he's quite drunk."

Miss Xu thus missed the best opportunity for rescue.

When she opened the door, Xu Qingcheng stared at it for a long time, as if she was thinking that she had already sold the place.

Before she could think it through, he carried her inside, didn't even turn on the lights, and kissed her fiercely.

Xu Qingcheng sobbed, "You can't do this to me, you can't... We agreed it was over, we agreed we had nothing to do with each other anymore, I was determined to stay away from you, but you're bullying me like this."

Her voice sounded aggrieved like a child's, but her eyes were vibrant and sparkling. The tears in her eyes were shattered by the occasional light shining in from the roadside, crystal clear, and only seeped into the heart.

She nestled limply in his arms, a conscious thought seemingly telling her she couldn't continue like this, but it was too distant to rouse her from her reverie.

The bones were shattered into pieces, lying in his arms, where he could knead and flatten them as he pleased.

Fu Jingting swallowed half of her words, "There's no way it can end between us."

"Why not? You're engaged. I'm getting engaged too, and I'm not short of suitors." She was both aggrieved and angry; the pain of rejection still lingered in her bones, causing her excruciating pain just thinking about it. "I'm beautiful, I have a great figure, and I can charm a whole bunch of men with a flick of my finger. So I don't feel pain. I'm getting engaged, married, wearing a beautiful wedding dress, and I'll have people who love and cherish me. I'll even have a baby to keep Yuan company... Ugh, it hurts! Why are you biting me?"

She questioned him angrily, and retorted fiercely, her sharp teeth almost piercing his skin.

He didn't feel any pain, but he felt hot and bothered.

Fu Jingting's forehead was taut. Her words were incoherent, but he still understood. She was planning her future, and it sounded wonderful.

She might even want to have a baby.

But he is not in this future.

The man's fingers gripped her body so tightly they were almost out of control; even without him, there could never be anyone else.

He threw her onto the bed, grabbed her chin, and asked, "With whom? Ye Tinghong? Xie Yin? Shen Muqing? Or someone else?"

He scoffed coldly, "Xu Qingcheng, you certainly have quite a few men around you."

"I'll be with anyone, just not you."

His hand moved down, lightly gripping her neck, and he asked dangerously, "Say it again."

Xu Qingcheng wasn't stupid; she wouldn't repeat herself. She kicked him repeatedly, saying, "I won't say it, get away from me!"

She kicked him wildly, but Fu Jingting grabbed her ankle. His eyes were dark and cold, and his forehead was taut with anger. He could be with anyone but him.

Oh……

Let's see if it's just him who's not good enough.

A gauze curtain hung by the window, and the bright moonlight shone through, witnessing this scene of wine, women, and passion.