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

Upon suddenly hearing Zhong Wanxiu's reprimand, Xu Qingcheng tensed up, her ears turning bright red.

Zhong Wanxiu didn't want to scold him; he was an adult, and everyone has pride.

But he can't control himself and has a messy relationship with women. He still hopes to win back the mother of his child.

She was so angry that she couldn't believe it. Even mothers can make mistakes. She was so sure that Jingting still had feelings for Qingcheng.

"Mom!" Fu Jingting called out as a prompt, his forehead twitching.

Unfortunately, there was no unspoken understanding between mother and son at this moment. Before Zhong Wanxiu could finish speaking, no one could stop her, "Don't you have any self-awareness at all? What kind of shameless behavior is this! Even the most open-minded adults have limits, what you two are doing..."

Ms. Zhong's scolding was so harsh that every word hit home. Fu Jingting was too lazy to argue with her, and he was worried that she would go too far as to say something outrageous. Seeing that Xu Qingcheng's face was all red, he wished he could just disappear into a hole in the ground.

He had reason to believe that if Ms. Chung continued speaking, he would face a bloody storm.

Fu Jingting simply reached out and lifted Xu Qingcheng off the desk.

Qingcheng was caught off guard by his sudden action. Before she could even utter a sound of surprise, he had already put her down in his arms.

The woman was wearing his T-shirt, her long, bare legs were straight and slender, and she stood there gracefully, her bare feet on the ground, exuding an indescribable ambiguity.

Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were flushed, her face was red, and even her ears were red. She stood beside Fu Jingting, feeling extremely ashamed.

Zhong Wanxiu took a deep breath and abruptly stopped speaking.

It's actually quite normal for young people to be shameless and unrestrained!

Look at them, they look so well-matched standing together.

What exactly did she just say? Zhong Wanxiu suddenly had a memory lapse...

Ms. Zhong recalled that when she was about to come over, Aunt Cheng had smiled and said that she probably didn't need to come, as the young master could manage.

She was in a hurry to leave and didn't ask any questions, assuming that the nanny trusted Fu Jingting too much.

The air fell silent for a moment, an awkward silence.

Zhong Wanxiu felt a sore throat from the sudden retraction of her breath.

That brat, why didn't he say anything beforehand?

A simple look would have been enough, but she ended up saying all this nonsense.

Zhong Wanxiu glared fiercely at Fu Jingting.

Xu Qingcheng was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and disappear, but she still forced herself to say, "Xu Yuan, I'll take care of Xu Yuan. She'll be here tonight..."

She spoke incoherently, and almost bit her tongue several times.

"I'm afraid Xu Yuan will cause trouble at night, so I asked her to take care of her for me," Fu Jingting explained, taking a step forward to block most of Xu Qingcheng from view.

Zhong Wanxiu watched his nonchalant actions and snorted inwardly, "Hmm, not bad. He managed to keep the person here by making a wish. He's got a good head."

"Yuanyuan is used to sleeping with Qingcheng, so she'll definitely be uncomfortable sleeping outside without her mother. You've thought this through very well; there are plenty of rooms here, so there's room for everyone." Zhong Wanxiu quickly chimed in, her voice warm and her face beaming with a gentle smile.

This attitude is a complete 180-degree turn.

Zhong Wanxiu really wanted to slap her forehead.

Oh dear, she misunderstood it the moment she heard that coquettish tone.

Thinking about how Qingcheng never smiled when she looked at Jingting, and how Sichen had invited her to come inside even though he had invited her so much when he dropped the child off at the door, she couldn't bring her in for a while.

The rejection was so obvious that Zhong Wanxiu felt that her son's future path was arduous and long.

Who would have thought it was Xu Qingcheng? I thought she was some unreliable girl.

Honestly, how come someone who's lived most of their life still got their eyes pecked by an eagle?

It's normal for Qingcheng to feel awkward. Getting married isn't that easy; it takes time and effort.

But no matter what, as long as she still has him in her heart, that's enough.

Go ahead and cause as much trouble as you want. Although the son is her own, Zhong Wanxiu doesn't care.

If Qingcheng is determined to ascend to heaven, Jingting has no choice but to follow suit.

Zhong Wanxiu's heart suddenly sank a lot, and she smiled brightly, "The ground is a bit cold, you should put on your shoes. You guys continue, I'll go check on Xu Yuan."

I casually closed the study door for them.

Xu Qingcheng really wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it. She stomped her feet, feeling both ashamed and annoyed. "Auntie has misunderstood."

What do you mean, "keep going"?

Continue with what?

Fu Jingting looked down at her. "What's the misunderstanding?"

"You!" She was speechless, glaring at him fiercely. "You're asking a question you already know the answer to."

"I really don't know what misunderstanding you're referring to. What could there be to misunderstand between us?" Fu Jingting looked at her and asked seriously.

Xu Qingcheng was practically jumping up and down, wishing she could go over and kick him. "Anyway, I have nothing to do with you, you go and explain yourself."

He said that and ran outside.

They went out to the guest room, but then felt it wasn't a good idea, as Zhong Wanxiu was inside coaxing Xu Yuan to get up.

Her skirt was already dry on the balcony, but she had put her bra on the bedside table. She wanted to change her clothes quickly, but it wasn't appropriate to go inside like that.

Fu Jingting followed her out and saw her standing there hesitantly.

"I need to change my clothes," she said in a muffled voice.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, said nothing, and went inside to get her bra and slippers.

Zhong Wanxiu glanced at what he was holding but pretended not to see it. However, as he was about to leave, she still said, "Girls need to be coaxed. Put some effort into it, or you'll always make them cry."

Regardless of whether he listened or not, she coaxed the dazed Xuyuan, "Yuanyuan, wake up, the sun is shining on your bottom."

Little Xu Yuan rubbed her eyes and called out "Grandma" in her childish voice. Little dumplings are always adored.

Zhong Wanxiu teased her for a while, then went to dress Xu Yuan. She couldn't find Xu Yuan's clothes in the room, so she was about to go out to look for them, but she stopped abruptly after taking just one step.

Fu Jingting put the slippers on the ground, grabbed her ankle and put them on her. Xu Qingcheng hurriedly stepped back but still couldn't get away.

It was strange that such a tall man would squat down in front of her; her face felt hot.

Fu Jingting stood up and saw that she was avoiding his gaze, her lips were tightly pursed, and she looked embarrassed.

Knowing she was embarrassed, he pushed her shoulder and led her into the master bedroom. "Go wash up. I'll put your dress outside. Come down after you've tidied up."

Xu Qingcheng didn't say anything this time, but after going inside, she turned around and said to him, "Explain things clearly to your aunt, don't misunderstand us."

She insisted, and she felt embarrassed because their relationship was ambiguous. She didn't want things to be like this, and she didn't want her parents and relatives to misunderstand.

"How do you explain that? Explain that we didn't sleep together last night? That would be like protesting too much, so it's better not to say anything." Fu Jingting looked at her, reached out and tugged at her T-shirt, but she slapped it away.

Fu Jingting chuckled, then suddenly bent down to look at her, and Xu Qingcheng quickly took a step back.

Her face was still flushed, the red glow emanating from her fair skin was captivating, her eyes seemed to hold water, and the sharp corners of her eyes were adorned with a spring-like light. Her shy and awkward little appearance was simply... irresistible.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and in a hoarse voice, he said, "Okay, I'll explain."

Fu Jingting knew she was embarrassed and felt ashamed in front of her parents, but he wished everyone would misunderstand their relationship, so that no one would make a move on her anymore.

Xu Yuan, naked from the waist down, curiously watched her grandmother peer outside, calling out, "Yuan Yuan wants to see too!"

Zhong Wanxiu stepped back and closed the door.

She had never seen Jingting fawn over a woman like this before; he genuinely liked her.

It is a blessing in life to meet someone you can love; any compromise is worthwhile.

Qingcheng always had him in her heart. She suffered a lot after giving birth to Xuyuan and went through so much, so it's normal for her to have resentment in her heart.

But she really didn't want them to miss each other.

Chung Wan-hsiu smiled, picked up Hsu Yuan, and kissed her. "Yuan Yuan, do you want to be with Mommy and Daddy?"

"think."

"Then remember, Yuanyuan, from now on, Mommy and Daddy will take you to the amusement park to ride the carousel, to the park to see the flowers and grass, to the zoo to see the tigers and elephants, and to the supermarket to buy toys, okay?"

"Okay. Yuanyuan wants to see elephants!" Xu Yuan replied happily.

Zhong Wanxiu pinched her little face and smiled, "Good girl, you want Daddy and Mommy to come together."

"I want Mom and Dad together," the little guy repeated, mimicking his own words.

"When Daddy holds Yuanyuan, Mommy can play with Yuanyuan easily, right?"

"Yes," Xu Yuan replied with a smile.

Zhong Wanxiu held the little one in her arms, kissed her little face, and smiled.

The old lady is right. With this little one around, as long as there's even the slightest spark between them, they won't drift apart.

Xu Qingcheng quickly tidied herself up in the master bedroom's bathroom and changed her clothes before coming out.

Zhong Wanxiu was carrying Xu Yuan out when she saw that Xu Qingcheng was also ready. She smiled and said, "I had the nanny cook some porridge this morning and bring it over. You and Xu Yuan can have some together before you go back."

"Auntie, no need, I..."

"I brought them all over, so Xu Yuan can try them."

Having said that, Xu Qingcheng couldn't refuse. She followed Zhong Wanxiu downstairs, wanting to take Xu Yuan's hug out of concern for her, but was refused. "It's okay, I'll just hug her and get closer to her."

Fu Jingting ladled out the porridge that Zhong Wanxiu had brought; it was preserved egg and lean pork porridge.

The family sat down to eat.

Zhong Wanxiu fed Xu Yuan herself, refusing to be fed by anyone else. The little one was quite independent and insisted on using a spoon herself. Although she was clumsy, she enjoyed it immensely.

Zhong Wanxiu helped her straighten the spoon while playing with Xu Yuan.

Only the grandfather and grandson were talking at the table; the other two remained silent, focused on eating.

Xu Qingcheng stirred the porridge with a spoon. She actually really liked drinking preserved egg and lean pork porridge, and it was obvious that the nanny's cooking skills were also very good. The rice was cooked until it was very soft. Seeing how happy Xu Yuan was eating it made her think it was delicious.

However, Xu Qingcheng couldn't eat it; she glanced at the preserved egg inside and didn't really want to eat it.

It's strange. She used to enjoy eating ginger-flavored preserved eggs so much, and Zhao Lan would often tell her not to eat too much because it's bad for her health.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?" Fu Jingting asked, noticing that she was only stirring with a spoon and not drinking.

As soon as he spoke, Zhong Wanxiu looked over, and Xu Qingcheng quickly shook her head, "No..."

He quickly scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

The smell of preserved eggs hit her nose, and Xu Qingcheng endured it before swallowing.

She even carefully removed the preserved egg, but after only two spoonfuls, she couldn't hold it in any longer and suddenly got up and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

Fu Jingting was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed.

Xu Qingcheng leaned over the toilet and vomited until tears welled up in her eyes. She kept vomiting until there was nothing left to vomit.

He gently patted her back to help relieve her nausea, and when she stopped, he quickly grabbed a toothbrush cup to fill with water for her to rinse her mouth.

Xu Qingcheng took a while to recover. She rinsed her mouth, put down the toothbrush cup, and looked up to see Fu Jingting staring straight at her.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Xu Qingcheng tried to walk past him to leave, but the man grabbed her arm. "Your stomach isn't feeling well. Want to go to the hospital?"

He had seen her like this before. When she was pregnant with Xu Yuan, she vomited a lot, and he even consulted a nutritionist about her diet.

He chose a statement that was easier for everyone to accept, but his eyes were so deep and intense that Xu Qingcheng knew exactly what he wanted to say.

Let alone him, anyone else in her state would be misunderstood.

But she knew that she had never had sex with him again after that time.

Roughly speaking, it's been more than two months, almost three months now.

"Don't worry, no matter what we do, we can't have a child. Besides, I had my period last month."

He returned the words he had thrown at her verbatim.

Some words are so hurtful that they hurt just thinking about them.

Xu Qingcheng's words were vague and even maliciously suggestive. She had her period last month and was experiencing morning sickness, so even if she was pregnant, it had nothing to do with him.

Let him misunderstand if he wants; let him think what he wants.

Fu Jingting's brow furrowed, but he still gripped her wrist. "If you're not feeling well, go to the hospital to get checked out. It'll put your mind at ease."

His voice was low and slow, making it difficult to discern his emotions, but the concern in his words was unmistakable.

Xu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly stung with tears. She had deliberately wanted him to misunderstand, but his reaction... made her feel like crying.

My heart suddenly ached.

I don't even know who's in pain.

She jerked her hand away from him, saying, "I know."

Zhong Wanxiu, who was taking care of Xu Yuan, didn't follow. Only after seeing her come out did she ask with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes, my stomach hasn't been feeling well these past few days."

Zhong Wanxiu looked up at Fu Jingting and saw that he had a stern face and she couldn't tell what was wrong with him. She could only comfort him, "Take some time to get checked out. Don't think that just because you're young you can take it for granted. Your body is very sensitive."

Xu Qingcheng didn't touch the preserved egg and lean pork congee again.

No one tried to persuade her.

After they finished eating, Xu Qingcheng took Xu Yuan away, and Fu Jingting said he would see her off.

Zhong Wanxiu felt that the atmosphere between the two of them had been off ever since Xu Qingcheng vomited.

While Xu Qingcheng was packing Xu Yuan's things, she caught Fu Jingting and asked, "Qingcheng, what's wrong? Are you pregnant again?"

She looked exactly like someone experiencing morning sickness.

Zhong Wanxiu had a bit of a headache. These two people clearly hadn't opened up to each other yet, and she really didn't know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"No, she just has an upset stomach."

Zhong Wanxiu glared at him. "Take her to the hospital when you have time. I gave birth to all three of you. Can't you tell something's wrong? She doesn't look like she has a stomachache."

Fu Jingting remained silent.

Seeing him standing there like a block of wood, Zhong Wanxiu couldn't help but give him a push. "Did you hear me?"

"Um."

Xu Qingcheng accepted Xu Yuan's gift and changed her shoes at the door as she left. Zhong Wanxiu looked at her high heels and couldn't help but say, "Don't wear such high heels."

"Mom, you should go back too, the driver is waiting for you." Fu Jingting interrupted Zhong Wanxiu, preventing her from continuing.

On the way back, Fu Jingting asked her, "Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

"No need. The company has been urging me several times with urgent matters, so please drive a little faster."

X called to urge her, saying that her new design for the competition was being prototyped, but there was a problem; the finished product's craftsmanship did not meet the effect of her design drawings.

The competition is fast approaching, and I'm worried about any unexpected events.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to quickly let go of Xu Yuan's past.

Fu Jingting tightened his grip on the steering wheel. While waiting at a red light, the man turned to the person in the back seat and asked in a low, husky voice, "Is your stomach still upset?"

Xu Qingcheng sat in the back row with Xu Yuan in her arms. When he asked her question, she suddenly raised her head. He was fixated on her vomiting. She didn't know if he was genuinely concerned about her or if he misunderstood that she had some kind of messy relationship.

She was even 70-80% certain that he definitely thought she...

Xu Qingcheng suddenly turned her face away, looking annoyed. "No, I'll be perfectly fine if I don't eat that preserved egg. I can't stand the taste. Oh, and the fishy smell of seafood is no good either."

Half of her face was hidden behind Xu Yuan, and the way she turned her head made it even harder for him to see the expression on her face.