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

Fu Jingting was turned away and for a moment wondered if Xu Qingcheng's registered address at the police station was fake.

I knocked again, and the door opened with a whoosh.

"Are you ever going to stop? Can't you let people have some peace and quiet? If you keep harassing me, I'll call the police!" The nanny said, grabbing her small handbag and quickly leaving.

Before leaving, Ms. Xu asked me to find a hotel to stay in for the night. Auntie thought nothing would happen, but when she arrived... there were just so many people with nothing better to do.

It wasn't until she got into the car that the woman realized the man looked vaguely familiar...

They're treating him like a target of harassment; it seems more than one group has come.

Fu Jingting pressed his taut temples. He was now certain that even if Xu Qingcheng had lived here before, there was no one here now.

She blocked his phone number, and he wouldn't answer when she called from another number, probably because he'd received a lot of harassing calls today.

Even if all search terms related to Xu Qingcheng are blocked, there is still a time lag.

Fu Jingting was furious. He couldn't contact her and didn't know how she was doing. He was irritable and had a burning anger in his chest.

After going downstairs and getting into the car, Fu Jingting's face was dark. "Have you found out who's behind the videos posted online?"

"We've found out and arranged for someone to inquire, but it's hard to determine whether it was malicious intent or unintentional upload." After all, sometimes uploading a video can suddenly attract widespread attention.

Fu Jingting suddenly raised his eyes, his sharp gaze fixed on Duan Heng. "You think it was an unintentional upload? Duan Heng, you've been with me for so many years, and you've handled countless public relations incidents. Don't you think this kind of highly inflammatory public opinion manipulation wasn't malicious?"

Duan Heng's fingers tightened around the steering wheel, and he finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Young Master Fu, Dr. Wen has taken care of you for two years. Everyone can see clearly what kind of person she is. Regardless of whether the media coverage was malicious, it's clear in the video that Ms. Xu hit someone, and Dr. Wen was completely powerless to fight back. But you haven't shown any concern for Dr. Wen's injuries."

Instead, he frantically tried to contact Xu Qingcheng everywhere.

A woman who drove him to his death, whether directly involved or not, cannot escape indirect responsibility.

Even if Young Master Fu still harbors feelings for Xu Qingcheng and doesn't care about what she did in the past, the evidence is conclusive that it was Xu Qingcheng's fault. Besides, Dr. Wen is also a friend. In this situation, even if he can't distinguish right from wrong, he should at least show some concern.

However, upon seeing the video, Fu Shao immediately demanded that all public opinion be controlled, and even all search terms related to Xu Qingcheng be blocked. Now, if you search on search platforms and just type "Xu Qingcheng," you won't find anything at all. This level of control is extremely rare.

Fu Jingting was not surprised by Duan Heng's statement; probably everyone who had seen the video would have thought the same.

But he never considered this question. For him, the nature of the incident was not important; what mattered was how Xu Qingcheng was doing.

He was even curious about what could possibly make her rush to hit someone without considering the possible consequences, since he knew that Xu Qingcheng wouldn't use such a simple and brutal method to deal with someone.

"Wen Fei was beaten, and you're all speaking up for her. Do you need me?" Fu Jingting's voice was calm and unhurried. He not only didn't need his comfort, but he also wanted the entire internet to join in condemning Xu Qingcheng.

If it weren't for my mom's timely phone call, things would have become even more difficult to handle if the official statement had been delayed any longer.

He looked up at Duan Heng, his gaze suddenly sharpening. "But no matter what you think, what I ask you to do cannot be compromised."

Duan Heng felt a chill run down his spine. "I understand."

"Tomorrow I need the source file of the video, and the people behind the online public opinion storm need to be sent to the police station for investigation."

Fu Jingting's face remained tense. He wasn't interested in how Wen Fei fared; a few slaps wouldn't hurt her much.

Jiang Wenyu and her group went straight back to the old house. The old lady was exhausted after a whole afternoon of running around, but she was still very energetic.

On the way, Zhong Wanxiu called Fu Pinghui and asked him to go to her parents' place. When they arrived, Fu Pinghui was already there.

The old man had already given him some pointers, so when Fu Pinghui saw Xu Qingcheng holding the child and standing by the car, and heard Xu Yuan call out "Grandpa" in a cute way, his eyes crinkled with laughter.

The old man glanced at Xu Qingcheng and snorted, "I told people not to bother you, and not a single person in the Fu family has investigated you in the past two years. And you, with a simple 'aborted child,' are you trying to cover it up?"

No wonder she hadn't faced any difficulties in the past two years. It turned out the old man had spoken.

Xu Qingcheng was grateful. She did not deny what she had done. Fu Jingting's life was uncertain. Under such circumstances, there were not many elderly people who could be so tolerant.

She didn't intend to hide it at the time, but the situation was special. Once the old man issued his statement on the distribution of the property, all sorts of people came to the Fu family.

Even without any unexpected events, Xu Qingcheng herself didn't know if she could safely give birth to Xu Yuan. At that time, all she really wanted was to give birth to the child safely.

Xu Qingcheng wondered why, if the old man had said he wouldn't bother her, he was investigating her now.

However, she didn't dare to ask.

Xu Qingcheng doesn't want to think about anything right now, she just wants her surgery to go smoothly.

Xu Yuan looked around the unfamiliar place and the unfamiliar people with curiosity, but she could also feel everyone's care for her. At first, she was a little reserved, but she warmed up to everyone after just one meal.

The little guy has a sweet tongue and knows how to charm the elderly perfectly. His adorable words and phrases bring joy to the whole family.

In contrast to the harmonious atmosphere here, things were quite bleak on Fu Jingting's side. After being threatened by him several times, Song Xingzhi had no choice but to take him to see Song Chang.

"Where is Xu Qingcheng?" Even when asking for a favor, he still acted superior.

Staring at the man's ashen face, Song Chang crossed her arms and scolded him irritably, "Oh, so Young Master Fu has come to me to interrogate me? What, you want Qingcheng to avenge your fiancée's slap?"

"I've already said I don't have a fiancée." Fu Jingting frowned. "Where is she? What's the situation now? She's not at the house in Jinzhou."

"You went to Jinzhou?" Song Chang's eyes widened. Could it be that he knew about Xu Yuan?

Otherwise, why would they be so eager to do it?

"Yes, someone came to harass her, so she should have left." Fu Jingting looked at her. "Aren't you worried about where she went?"

Song Chang squinted at him, but he didn't seem to know anything.

But Qingcheng didn't tell her where she went!

Moreover, the video was taken down quickly, so Song Chang thought he could at least be at ease for a short time.

Out of concern, Song Chang still called Xu Qingcheng.

When Xu Qingcheng received Song Chang's call, she was tidying up the room with the nanny, while Xu Yuan was downstairs playing with four elderly people.

"Qingcheng, where are you now? Are you alright?"

"It's alright. Don't worry."

Hearing Xu Qingcheng's calm voice, Song Chang breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll come over to keep you company tomorrow... Hey, you..."

When Song Chang's phone was snatched away, he tried to grab it back, but Song Xingzhi grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

Fu Jingting took his phone and moved to the side. "Where are you? What's the situation?"

Xu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, recalling Wen Fei's words, and her heart was filled with resentment, especially... Dr. Pang almost refused to perform the surgery.

"How I am is none of your business."