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

When Wen Liyan returned, he saw Wen Fei standing blankly at the door of the ward, not going in.

"Feifei, what's wrong?" Wen Liyan patted her shoulder, and Wen Fei was so frightened that she almost screamed.

She calmed down when she saw it was Wen Liyan. "Dad, where have you been?"

"I'll buy you food. Your favorite."

Wen Liyan looked at her with concern, "A psychologist will be here to give you counseling today, Feifei. People can't come back to life, so don't think too much about it."

"I'm fine, I don't need psychological counseling," Wen Fei refused vehemently.

Wen Liyan looked at her without saying anything else. He could clearly see that Wen Fei was not in a good mood. He simply said, "Come and have breakfast."

"Dad, did anyone come to my hospital room this morning?"

Wen Liyan thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No. Do you have any friends coming over?"

Wen Fei shook her head.

She clutched the lighter in her palm, the explosion ringing in her ears, making her tremble uncontrollably.

She didn't kill the person. Even though she went through all the steps, she was finally ready to stop. She was going to stop.

It was that person, it was that person who did it.

If the police catch him, then she will be innocent.

Wen Fei thought anxiously and frantically.

Despite Wen Fei's repeated refusal of the psychological diagnosis arranged by the hospital, she was still required to undergo the diagnosis and treatment.

To facilitate the diagnosis, she was taken directly to the psychiatric ward. Wen Liyan accompanied her, but was asked to wait outside.

Wen Fei went in by herself.

It was a male doctor, wearing a white coat and a mask. He asked her to sit on a single sofa and wait a while.

Before Wen Fei could even sit down, she saw him take off his mask and jumped up in shock, pointing at him with trembling fingers, "You, it's you...it's you..."

"Miss Wen, is there any need to be so surprised?" Fu Hongxin clicked his tongue twice.

Having spent two years in prison, Fu Hongxin had lost a lot of weight, but he looked more impeccably dressed than before. He gestured to the seat behind Wen Fei, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Sit."

"Who are you?" Wen Fei asked, trembling.

"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that I can help you do what you want to do but find difficult." He smiled, leaning closer to her. "For example, *bang!* and it all vanishes into thin air."

Wen Fei clenched her teeth, her lips trembling, "It was you, it was you who killed someone, not me."

"That's not quite right. I was just passing by and happened to see Miss Wen directing a play, that's all." Fu Hongxin said calmly, smiling as he looked at Wen Fei. "Does Miss Wen think her methods are so sophisticated that the police can't find a single flaw?"

"It would be too easy to bring Miss Wen to justice. But that wouldn't be fun." He laughed, a laugh that sent chills down Wen Fei's spine. She felt inexplicably afraid, though she knew deep down that what he said was true.

"What do you want to do?"

"No, I should say, we want to do something." Fu Hongxin stared at her, a slow smile on his face.

Wen Fei had the illusion that someone had stepped on her vital spot.

This person could see through all her pretenses at a glance and accurately pinpoint her weaknesses.

……

The hospital doctors, including Pang Shenghua's daughter, came to visit Wen Fei and comfort her. Everyone felt that Wen Fei was unable to accept her teacher's death and was too saddened, which led to her emotional breakdown and attacking Xu Qingcheng.

Wen Fei didn't react much.

But Wen Fei didn't expect Fu Jingting to come to the hospital.

When Fu Jingting arrived, Wen Fei was alone in the ward, sitting on the bed and looking out the window.

They came in, but Wen Fei didn't react.

Duan Heng followed behind Fu Jingting, placed the fruit basket he had brought on the table, and called out to her, "Dr. Wen."

Wen Fei seemed to be lost in thought, and only saw them when she turned around after hearing the sound.

She instinctively covered her face.

Then he realized that her face was still wrapped in gauze, so he put it down.

"Why are you here?" Wen Liyan asked as he entered, carrying a kettle.

"Uncle Wen, it's good that you're here. I have something to ask Wen Fei."

Duan Heng sighed, "The saying that the human heart is the hardest thing to guess is absolutely true."

The video of Xu Qingcheng hitting someone didn't have its audio restored, but the subsequent conversation between Wen Fei and Xu Qingcheng clearly tells everyone that Wen Fei provoked first.

Honestly, when Duan Heng found out, he couldn't even tell how he felt.

You always thought this woman was gentle, generous, and well-educated, so how could she possibly say such a thing? But she said it and did it anyway.

Or perhaps it's because the other person is Xu Qingcheng. If it were someone else, like Song Chang, Duan Heng might not have such a biased opinion.

Perhaps it's because Xu Qingcheng gave such a bad impression. Her face was her original sin. She approached Fu Shao with ulterior motives and ruthlessly pushed him into a desperate situation. Fu Shao returned injured, and she still clung to him without hesitation. She also had an ambiguous relationship with Xie Yin. All these things combined made Duan Heng really have no good feelings towards Xu Qingcheng.

On the contrary, she trusted Wen Fei completely and felt that Xu Qingcheng was just jealous and making a fuss.

In the end, he slapped himself in the face.

Looking at Wen Fei sitting on the hospital bed now, her face pale, could you imagine that she was the one who provoked her first?

Fu Jingting's sharp gaze fell on Wen Fei's face. "Wen Fei, you came to Xu Qingcheng's house under the guise of being my fiancée, and you think that Xu Yuan is not my child, but the product of her infidelity. You even tried to scheme to make Dr. Pang refuse to take the surgery."

"But you didn't expect that Xu Yuan is my child. The entire Fu family is backing her up. Dr. Pang's surgery will proceed as planned, and there won't be any problems, because the surgical data has already been updated."

"You're talking nonsense!" Wen Fei's face turned deathly pale. She denied it, saying he was talking nonsense.

Fu Jingting narrowed his eyes, his expression unchanged despite her shouting. He coldly looked at Wen Fei, "Dr. Pang has three students. You were supposed to be her assistant in the operating room that day, but Qi Yue was chosen instead. After the surgery, Dr. Pang had her organize all of Xu Yuan's medical records. Why do you think that was?"

"What else could it be? It's because of an unexpected incident during the surgery, so Professor Pang is reviewing previous data."

"Is that so?" Fu Jingting's gaze pierced through him like a knife. "But it's also possible that the test data itself is faulty, or that someone has deliberately tampered with the data."

"Impossible!" Wen Liyan retorted excitedly. "Jingting, what do you mean by that? As a doctor, it's impossible for her to do such a thing... This is a matter of character, this is... Even if Feifei is jealous of Miss Xu, she wouldn't do such a thing..."

Wen Liyan's voice was trembling; he couldn't believe that what Fu Jingting said was true.

Fu Jingting gripped Wen Liyan's arm in return. "Uncle Wen, what I say isn't important. Let's see how the police judge it. Dr. Pang's office computer was taken away by the police's technical department. Wen Fei went to Dr. Pang's office before the incident."

Wen Liyan was so weak he could barely stand. He turned to look at Wen Fei.

Wen Fei, however, went berserk, pulling out the IV needle from her hand and throwing things off the hospital bed. "You believe him? You don't believe me? I'm your daughter! I'm your daughter! How could I tamper with data? How could I kill someone? Impossible, impossible! It wasn't me!"

Wen Fei went crazy, and Wen Liyan couldn't control him.

Duan Heng grabbed her arm, and the doctors and nurses rushed over to restrain her and gave her a sedative.

Wen Liyan slumped to one side, unable to stand up, and muttered, "Feifei isn't like that. She's been sensible since she was little. I've done my best to give her whatever she wants and not let her feel wronged. Children from single-parent families are always sensitive. But Feifei isn't like that. She's very understanding of me, very understanding of me."

Fu Jingting placed his hand on Wen Liyan's shoulder. "Uncle Wen, I will hand over all the evidence I have to the police. Xu Yuan is my daughter. If something happens to her, I can't imagine what I could do. I believe you can understand me. But, Uncle Wen, I will take care of you until you're old."

Wen Liyan shook his head. He didn't say anything, just looked at his sleeping daughter on the hospital bed.

As Fu Jingting and Duan Heng left the hospital, Duan Heng was still sighing deeply, "I never expected this, I never expected this..."

Fu Jingting gave him a cold look, "You need to get your brain working."

Duan Heng, "..."

The two got into the car, and Duan Heng started the car and drove off. Suddenly, a car changed lanes in their direction, and Duan Heng hurriedly swerved to avoid it, but the front of the car still went out of control and crashed into the edge of a flower bed under construction on the side of the road.

A black sedan drove off arrogantly, its window rolled down slightly, revealing a hand with two fingers waving in the air.

Contempt, provocation.

Fu Jingting's eyes were calm, and he suddenly snorted coldly.

Fu Hongxin has been doing this action for decades without fail.

"This car looks familiar."

"Yes." Duan Heng took out his phone and quickly pulled up a photo. "This one. Zhou Qian sent it before."

He appeared at the scene of Pang Shenghua's accident.

……

Pang Shenghua's case was a serious social incident. The police carefully collected evidence and ultimately determined it to be a murder.

The murderer was Wen Fei, Pang Shenghua's apprentice.

Because her falsification of surgical data was exposed, she feared losing her medical license and thus harbored resentment. However, Wen Fei was diagnosed with... intermittent mental illness.

Public opinion was in uproar.

Even more unacceptable than strangers are Wen Fei's relatives, friends, and colleagues!

Who would have thought?

Such a seemingly gentle, beautiful, and sensible person committed such a heinous act.

The court held a public trial, and the Fu family hired a large legal team to argue their case. However, after going through the legal procedures, the court ultimately accepted the psychiatric evaluation provided by Wen Fei. Since it could not be determined whether Wen Fei was mentally sound at the time of the crime, based on the legal principle of presumption of innocence, Wen Fei was not criminally responsible. However, the court requested that Wen Fei be placed under closed-loop compulsory monitoring and treatment at West China Mental Hospital.

Many people attended the open trial, unable to accept the reality that had transpired.

Including Zhong Wanxiu.

She attended the trial dressed in all black, wearing a top hat, to say goodbye to her best friend. The person was gone, but the truth still needed to be known.

After the trial, Pang Shenghua's daughter left, bowing deeply to Zhong Wanxiu before departing. "Auntie, I'm so sorry for my previous doubts about you. My mother always said to cherish the present and live each day to the fullest. Be an upright and kind person. My mother lived a life without regrets. I believe she will still be happy in heaven. Auntie also hopes that you, like me, will remember her, cherish her memory, and live each day to the fullest."

Zhong Wanxiu didn't say anything, she just reached out and hugged her.

A beautiful mixed-race young woman left this country in tears.

The dust had settled, but she still felt empty inside, especially when Wen Fei glanced at her at the end of the trial.

It's eerie.

Knowing the face but not the heart.

How dark must Wen Fei's mind be to act this way? She has a mental illness but doesn't actively seek treatment, leading to such a terrible mistake.

Even with the legal verdict, Xu Qingcheng still couldn't believe it. Wen Fei's every step was clear and meticulously planned; how could things have gotten so out of control?!

But why did she go to this point?

However, even Wen Fei himself probably couldn't explain why.

In a ward at West China Hospital, Wen Fei was pinned to the bed by several bodyguards, her body tightly bound with straps, unable to break free no matter how hard she struggled.

"Let me out, let me out... I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone... I'm not sick, I'm not sick, please let me out."

She screamed her heart out; it's been like this since the first day she came in, making a scene and causing trouble.

Seeing this, the doctor instructed the nurse to give another sedative injection.

The nurse quickly and decisively inserted the needle, and within half a minute, the person was completely quiet.

People are used to this kind of scene in mental hospitals; what she did was relatively mild.

If it keeps making a fuss, give it another sedative injection, and it will stop making a fuss once it falls asleep.

As she drifted off to sleep, Wen Fei pinched herself. She wasn't sick; she couldn't stay here.

That person promised to get her out.

Why haven't they arrived yet?

……

I cancelled the lease on the house in Jinzhou and had to pay a penalty for breach of contract.

The moving company had already transported all the belongings to Xinghewan. Xu Qingcheng had been busy rushing to finish her design drafts and hadn't had time to pack, so she was still staying with her parents.

In the morning, Fu Jingting came to Jinliu Bay to pick up Xu Yuan to go to the Fu family. Although Zhao Lan didn't like Fu Jingting very much, he was still the father of the child, so she was still polite and asked him to wait in the room.

When Xu Yuan heard her father coming, she happily ran out of her room. Xu Qingcheng couldn't hold her back from behind. "Wait a minute, you're not dressed properly."

The weather was getting warmer, and Xu Qingcheng picked out a pretty little dress for Xu Yuan. The little girl was incredibly cute.

Especially her smile, it's so healing, it makes you smile involuntarily when you see her.

Fu Jingting picked up the little guy, tossed him up into the air, and caught him. The little boy was overjoyed and giggled.

This startled Xu Qingcheng and Zhao Lan quite a bit. Zhao Lan quickly took the child from his arms, saying, "That's not how you look after a child! You can't do that, it's too dangerous!"

Xu Yuan twisted her body, wanting her father to carry her, "Daddy, I want to be tall, I want to be tall."

"Why do you want to go so high? What if you fall? It will hurt a lot!" Zhao Lan deliberately put on a stern face and scolded her.

But don't be afraid to make a wish, just throw it high in the air.

"I'll be careful." Fu Jingting apologized to the child's maternal grandmother and reached out to take Xu Yuan.

Zhao Lan really sees it now; this is what father and daughter are really like.

She went into the room and saw Xu Qingcheng packing Xu Yuan's things. She couldn't help but grumble, "You have to tell her not to look after the child like that. The child is so fragile. You have to be careful."

It's not like it hasn't been said before; both adults and children enjoy this kind of game.

Xu Qingcheng was also impressed.

After packing all the necessities for making a wish, Xu Qingcheng took out a small bag and handed it to him, saying, "Your wish's water bottle, towel, bib, and spare clothes are all in here."

Fu Jingting took it, but instead of leaving immediately, he asked her, "Do you have time? Could you give us a ride?"

"what?"

"I drove here myself, and there was no child safety seat in the car," Fu Jingting explained.

"Why didn't you press a child seat beforehand?" Xu Qingcheng frowned; she had a lot to do today.

It's the same if you don't sit in a seat and just hire a driver.

But with everything so well prepared... how can I bring her along?

Fu Jingting remained silent and just looked at her. Xu Qingcheng was helpless, so she went back to her room to change her clothes.

The dress clung tightly to her body, leaving no room around her waist. Xu Qingcheng thought dejectedly, "I need to lose weight. I think I've been eating a bit too much lately, and my waist feels a little bigger."

collapse.

"Let's go, hurry up." Xu Qingcheng came out and brought her bag.

"Mommy, you look so pretty in your dress!" Xu Yuan said, lifting the hem of her skirt. "Yuan Yuan looks pretty too."

The little guy has such a sweet tongue.

Xu Qingcheng chuckled and reached out to ruffle her hair. "Yuanyuan is the prettiest."

Not content with being praised by her mother, she also wanted her father to praise her. She twirled around in front of Fu Jingting and asked, "Daddy, is Yuanyuan pretty?"

"Beautiful!" Fu Jingting praised without reservation.

"Mommy is pretty too! She's wearing the same dress as Yuanyuan." Xu Yuan's voice was crisp and clear. Some of her pronunciations were not quite accurate, but her childish voice was adorable.

Fu Jingting smiled and glanced at Xu Qingcheng. She was wearing a crossbody bag, the thin metal strap digging into her chest and making her curves even more pronounced.

Her dress fit her perfectly today, every inch of it was stretched taut, and even the slightest pressure from an external object made it all the more noticeable.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his gaze fixed unabashedly on her, his voice low and husky, "Yes, Mom is beautiful too."

Xu Qingcheng avoided his gaze, annoyed to the point of wanting to stomp her feet.

The way he looked at her was blatant... arrogant and excessive.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to gouge out his eyes.

She reached out and took Xu Yuan's little hand, leading her outside.

Fu Jingting followed behind, greeted Zhao Lan, and left.

Once inside the elevator, he couldn't help but say, "Your dress is too small." It felt like her chest was about to burst out.

Xu Qingcheng blushed suddenly and said, "You're saying she's fat!"

"What's it to you? I like wearing this." she retorted.

The elevator's gleaming walls reflected her image. Xu Qingcheng glanced at her, frowned slightly, and quietly adjusted the strap of her bag, switching it to one shoulder.

Actually, the skirt wasn't very slim, it was just a bit tight, which made her chest, waist, and hips look very defined, with overly obvious curves.

"Is Mom angry?" Xu Yuan asked her father, looking up at him.

Fu Jingting chuckled, "Possibly."

What do you mean by "possible"?!

People casually comment on a woman's weight, showing absolutely no self-awareness.

She walked ahead, and Fu Jingting followed behind, carrying Xu Yuan. He noticed that she was wearing a pair of silver stilettos that shimmered in the sunlight. The heels were very thin, and as she walked, the curves of her waist and hips swayed, making people's eyes water.

Xu Qingcheng rarely wears such high heels anymore because they are inconvenient to carry her child, and she only wears them for work occasions.

But she's not going to X unknown today.

Xu Qingcheng swayed slightly when she stepped on a small pebble, but Fu Jingting caught her by the waist to steady her. The man's hand then reached around to hold her waist. "Your heels are too high."

"As long as it looks good."

Fu Jingting, "..."

Xu Qingcheng twisted her waist, trying to get out of his embrace, but the man didn't give her the chance, and pulled her forward with a forceful movement of his arm.

He could hold Xu Yuan firmly in one arm and still have the strength to hold her in his arms.

The man pinched her waist, and with Xu Qingcheng gasping in surprise, he asked, "Have you really gained a little weight?"

Fu Jingting didn't mean any disdain when he said that. She was already thin, so it was normal for her to gain a little weight. She was comfortable to hug. He just wanted to check if his measurements were accurate.

But this was the second time he had said she had gained weight today, and Xu Qingcheng was starting to get angry.

Instead, Xu Yuan patted Fu Jingting's mouth with her little hands, saying, "Mommy isn't fat, Mommy is pretty."

Fu Jingting laughed when she patted him like that. His eyes swept over her body with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Being fat in the right places isn't a bad thing."