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

Xu Qingcheng had her back to Wen Fei, so she didn't see her. She only turned around when she heard the voice and was stunned.

I instinctively tried to hide my wish, but I couldn't.

Xu Yuan was feeling unwell and nestled in Xu Qingcheng's arms, listless and ignoring everyone, her cheek pressed against Qingcheng's neck.

The little boy's round face was flushed from the fever, and his big eyes were red and watery from crying, making him look especially adorable. His little mouth was pouting, and he looked aggrieved.

Wen Fei specializes in pediatric otolaryngology and has seen many children, but few are as delicate and adorable as this little girl.

Like a doll, her eyelashes are as long as little brushes.

Most importantly, this little girl looks a lot like Xu Qingcheng!

Wen Fei exclaimed in surprise, "This child..."

"Dr. Wen," Xu Qingcheng interrupted her, "What a coincidence."

Xu Qingcheng's tone was indifferent, clearly indicating that she was not prepared to chat with her casually, and that the relationship between the two was not at that level.

Wen Fei paused for a moment. "It's quite a coincidence. What are you doing here?" She looked at the medicine bag the aunt was carrying. "Are you here for a checkup? Is your child sick?"

Wen Fei found it strange. She should be in Ancheng, and she would go to Ancheng for medical treatment. Why did she come here?

"I have something to do, I'll be going now." Xu Qingcheng didn't want to answer her and was about to leave with the child in her arms.

Wen Fei frowned, about to ask another question, when her phone rang. It was Fu Jingting calling. She was both surprised and delighted, and quickly answered, her voice particularly cheerful, "Jingting. You're here? Yes, I'm still at the hospital. Are you coming to see Dad? His test results are quite stable. Okay, then I'll wait for you."

When Xu Qingcheng heard her call "Jingting," her expression changed slightly, but she managed to conceal it well. She simply tightened her grip on Xu Yuan's arm and didn't interrupt Wen Fei's phone call or greet her before turning and leaving in a hurry.

The woman's joyful smile and charming voice weighed heavily on Xu Qingcheng's heart, like a stone had been dropped into it, sinking deeper and deeper until it reached the bottom and could never rise again.

She had loved someone deeply and knew that feeling—a sweetness that seemed to overflow from her voice. She dreamed of him, longing to be in his strong embrace, clinging to him like a leech, and speaking to him in a coquettish tone.

Just like Wen Fei just now.

A privilege reserved for lovers.

Xu Qingcheng admitted that she was not yet able to remain completely indifferent, but she was slowly accepting that there might be no reason to love someone, but there could be countless reasons not to love someone.

Fu Jingting hates her, and that one reason is enough to outweigh everything else. She was too idealistic, thinking there was still a possibility, but it was just self-deception.

Xu Qingcheng smiled slightly, kissed Xu Yuan, handed her over to the nanny, and drove away.

On the way, I called Pang Shenghua. "Dr. Pang, Xu Yuan has a bit of a cold and fever. Will her checkup be okay tomorrow?"

"It's best to observe the fever after it subsides. If it doesn't work tomorrow, we'll reschedule."

Xu Qingcheng responded and then hung up the phone.

Wen Fei also ended the call. Wen Liyan would have regular check-ups for chemotherapy, and Fu Jingting would come to see him during each chemotherapy session. He had just called to say he was almost there and asked her for Wen Liyan's room number this time.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, so I've taken off my trench coat. The morning sun is shining brightly on me.

Wen Fei looked around and saw that Xu Qingcheng was no longer standing there. She frowned. It wasn't that she was overthinking it, but the child from earlier looked a lot like Xu Qingcheng.

However, Aunt Zhong introduced Teacher Pang to Xu Qingcheng, saying that her relative's child had an ear problem. Was it the little girl from earlier? She seemed to be wearing a hearing aid.

Da Zhao drove into the hospital, stopped the car and let Fu Jingting get out, then went to find a parking space.

The man was carrying a fruit basket when he saw Xu Qingcheng's car drive past him after only a few steps.

They didn't even stop; they just drove straight past.

Fu Jingting stopped in his tracks, his eyes following her car.

Xu Qingcheng saw him, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest. What kind of day is this? She ran into someone she didn't want to see just a few steps away.

"Daddy, Daddy..."

Xu Yuan suddenly called out "Dad" without warning, which startled Xu Qingcheng. As the car turned, it accidentally scraped against a roadside barrier post, and the sound of the scraping could be heard even from inside the car.

"What father?" the nanny asked, somewhat confused.

Children are naturally curious about the outside world. Xu Yuan kept looking out the car window and was extremely excited when he saw someone who looked very much like the person in the photo.

Her pouty little mouth suddenly broke into a wide smile, like a flower in bloom.

For countless days, Xu Qingcheng tirelessly pointed to the man in the photo and told Xu Yuan that he was her father.

So much so that the first word she would call out was "Dad," not "Mom."

But at this moment, Xu Qingcheng's eyes stung, and she felt a pang of sadness.

The nanny followed the child's gaze and saw a tall, handsome man standing there carrying a fruit basket.

The nanny recalled the first time she met the mother and daughter. She thought the little baby was incredibly beautiful and adorable, having completely inherited her mother's beauty.

Does it look alike? It looks very alike.

Anyone who sees them would think that even if this mother and daughter got lost, they would recognize each other; they are so beautiful they are almost aggressive.

It's strange that such a beautiful mother and daughter live together without any men in their home, and we don't know who the child's father is.

Xu Qingcheng never mentioned it, and the nanny didn't ask too many questions. At this moment, she was a little confused when she heard the child call her father. Looking at the man outside, she thought that such a handsome person could really be him.

"Is that Xu Yuan's father?" Xu Qingcheng didn't respond, so the nanny had to speak to Xu Yuan, "Yuan Yuan, did you see your father?"

Xu Qingcheng pretended not to hear. She glanced outside but couldn't see a place to hitch a ride.

Looking in the rearview mirror, she saw Fu Jingting walking towards her. Xu Qingcheng gritted her teeth and thought, "Fine, I'll just have to get the car fixed when I have time."

As soon as I pressed the accelerator, the car scraped against it hard.

The commotion was so loud that the nanny exclaimed, "Oh dear, is the car damaged?!"

Xu Qingcheng kept a straight face and deftly turned the steering wheel. It didn't affect her driving, it just looked a little awkward.

Fu Jingting, "..."

When did you start driving so recklessly?

She drives quite aggressively. She almost hit Ye Wenhan with her car. She was revving the engine and managed to slam on the brakes before she could run her over.

So, her driving skills are fine; she didn't not realize her car was scratched, but deliberately didn't stop?!

Upon realizing this reason, Fu Jingting's face instantly darkened.

He turned around angrily and walked inside, then remembered that he was in a hospital.

When I dropped her off yesterday, I didn't notice anything wrong with her. Was she feeling unwell?

Why did you come here for treatment?

Unable to resist, Fu Jingting called her cell phone.

After the ringing tone... the call ended.

The man's forehead twitched, and his temples throbbed with pain. This woman wouldn't even answer his calls now.

The rented house was very close to Huanan Hospital. Xu Qingcheng drove back and got out of the car to check its condition. The back of the car was badly damaged.

It's so annoying. She lives in Jinzhou now and relies on a car to get around. Now, if the car needs to be repaired, it will take seven or eight days.

"Yuanyuan is sweating a little, put a hat on her." Xu Qingcheng took Xu Yuan from the nanny and put the hat on her.

The little one received a fever-reducing injection at the hospital and cried hysterically. Even though his eyes are still red, he's perked up now, constantly muttering, "Mommy, Yuanyuan's dad saw it..."

She pointed outwards, muttering to herself the whole way. Xu Qingcheng's expression grew increasingly grim as she continued.

Without saying a word, she simply reached out and pulled down the finger that Xu Yuan was pointing outwards, then picked her up and walked towards the building entrance.