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

His face was stern and his brows were cold, but the hand that landed on her was so hot it burned her soul. Xu Qingcheng was slightly out of breath. It was broad daylight, and it was the most proper office, with people coming and going as if someone could come in at any moment.

This kind of situation... is still absurd.

Even more absurdly, she wasn't so averse to his lewd behavior.

He was dressed in all black, and she was dressed in pure white; the two colors clashed starkly.

The layers of heat enveloped her face, making it appear completely flushed.

Fu Jingting stared intently at her flushed face. "What are your plans for seeing Tang Jinchao?"

"Talk to him." Xu Qingcheng's mind was a little muddled, and she felt hot all over, unable to calmly consider the hidden meaning in his words.

"Discuss?" Fu Jingting scoffed. "Discuss it like this?"

Her fingers, which were gripping his shoulder, suddenly lost control.

I'm going crazy.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly realized what was happening, and her voice was broken and incomplete as she denied it, "No."

"It'd better not be." He stared at her, his cold eyes carrying a clear warning.

Xu Qingcheng wouldn't presume to think he had feelings for her, but the torment he was inflicting on her made her realize that a man's possessiveness has nothing to do with liking someone.

I just don't like sharing my things with others.

"Definitely not," Xu Qingcheng assured him confidently, kissing the corner of his lips. "Then now, can you call President Tang?"

Fu Jingting suddenly laughed out of anger.

The man asked her with particular curiosity, "Xu Qingcheng, in your eyes, am I just a womanizer who indulges in debauchery and greedy for wine and women?"

Isn't it? !

His tone was strange; it was the first time he had called her by her full name.

Xu Qingcheng really wanted to tell him, "You don't need to doubt it. I'm 100% sure I believe it." But she also knew that if she said yes, there would be no point in discussing anything further.

So she thought about it for a moment and said, "No, I think you're the kind of person who can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman."

Fu Jingting, "..."

Hey!

She's praising herself!

Xu Qingcheng felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze. "Isn't that right?"

"Yes. You are beautiful." He said sarcastically, clearly disagreeing.

Xu Qingcheng gave a heavy snort.

The call rang, and Fu Jingting pressed the answer button.

"Young Master Fu, the engineering department has been working diligently to compile and analyze the data from the past two years for the project materials you requested. The electronic materials have been sent to your email address. Shall we send you the hard copy report now?"

"Okay. That's fine."

The man agreed and then hung up the phone.

Xu Qingcheng's scalp tightened, as if the door would be pushed open at any moment. She reached out and pushed him, then hurriedly jumped off the table.

With a tearing sound.

Xu Qingcheng twitched her forehead and looked back. Somehow, the skirt that had just been lifted up got caught on the hidden wiring groove on his desk, tearing a hole in the back of her buttocks.

There were a few knocks on the door.

Fu Jingting had barely uttered a soft "Please come in" when she jumped up and covered his mouth, saying, "Wait."

Her face turned slightly red.

"My skirt is torn."

Fu Jingting pulled her hand down and looked down over her shoulder. She was covering the torn area with one hand, her face flushed.

She looked truly disheveled, yet strangely adorable.

He couldn't help but chuckle, which made Xu Qingcheng both embarrassed and annoyed. "What are you laughing at?"

The secretary knocked a few more times outside the door. Seeing that Fu Jingting was calling out "Come in" with ill intent, she hurriedly sat down in the swivel chair behind the desk.

He pretended to pick up the documents casually placed on his desk and flipped through them.

The secretary came in, somewhat taken aback.

Xu Qingcheng sat in the boss's chair, flipping through the documents.

Fu Shao leaned against the table, standing in front of the desk, and turned his head to look at her.

For a moment, it was hard to tell who the owner of this place was.

Why isn't he taking the documents? What is he staring at her for?

Xu Qingcheng raised her chin to signal him to take it.

The man didn't move.

"Young Master Fu," the secretary asked, "the report you requested."

The man still didn't move.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't hold back any longer and tapped the table directly, "Put it here, you can leave."

The secretary hesitated.

Fortunately, Fu Jingting finally uttered a word, "Put it down."

The secretary quickly placed the report on the table, turned around, and left.

As soon as the door closed, Xu Qingcheng stood up, her skirt torn at the back.

"What should we do?" she asked.

Fu Jingting replied with two words, "So be it."

The woman closed her eyes, held back, and decided to get down to business first. She handed him her phone, saying, "Why don't you call President Tang first? You can use my phone."

Fu Jingting lowered his eyes, stared at her phone screen for a second, and then his gaze fell on her face.

Before Xu Qingcheng could react, he had already taken her phone.

"Your lock screen photo is great."

"..." I forgot, this morning she changed all the photos on her lock screen and phone screen to a picture of the two of them together.

The man held his phone to her face. What was Xu Qingcheng planning to do?

The phone unlocked.

Fu Jingting looked at the photo on her phone's inner screen, which was also a picture of the two of them together. He clicked his tongue twice and said, "Who are you trying to fool with this act?"

"What acting? My admiration for Young Master Fu is as boundless as the Yellow River." Xu Qingcheng snatched back her phone and dialed Tang Jinchao's number.

Before we finish getting down to business, you can shower me with compliments as much as you want.

"Admire? Admire what?" Fu Jingting scoffed, watching her obediently lean against the table, hiding herself behind her. He pinched her chin and shook it, pressing his finger to her lips. "Not anticipation?"

What are your expectations?

Fu Jingting was making a phone call when he gave her a meaningful look.

She suddenly understood when he removed his fingers from her lips.

I remember her telling Ye Wenhan that he was great, and I really enjoyed it.

"..."

Fu Jingting, do you have any shame?

Xu Qingcheng blushed slightly; talking to this man felt like her face was being peeled off.

Once the call connected, Fu Jingting stated his intentions directly.

Tang Jinchao was silent for a moment, then replied, "I wasn't particularly interested in Shengshi's laser business to begin with, but the lead investor seems very interested. So let's go with Miss Xu's suggestion."

Fu Jingting hummed in agreement and then hung up the phone.

Before Xu Qingcheng could ask any more questions, she asked, "What does he mean? I'll get all the paperwork done by the middle of next month at the latest." It had to be done, because a loan was due to be repaid in the middle of next month.

"It means their main investor is interested, so it's possible."

Is it really that simple?

Xu Qingcheng paused for half a second, then her face lit up with a smile. "I thought Tang Jinchao was the main investor in this laser business, but whoever it is, I must say that this main investor has great vision."

Fu Jingting glanced at her; her smile now carried sincerity, making her face even more vibrant.