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

Zhong Wanxiu glanced at her, "Qingcheng, what are you thinking? Tell your aunt the truth, do you still have a grudge against Jingting?"

"No. It has nothing to do with that." Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips, her eyes flickering slightly as she avoided looking at Zhong Wanxiu. Her voice lowered, and she murmured, "This is an accident that happened after I drank too much."

She felt embarrassed and ashamed; it was really difficult for her to bring up this kind of thing with an elder, especially the man's mother.

However, Zhong Wanxiu is not just Xu Qingcheng's former mother-in-law. At least Xu Qingcheng does not limit Zhong Wanxiu to the roles of Fu Jingting's mother and Xu Yuan's grandmother, but rather to an elder who cares about her.

That's why she was able to say such things.

Upon hearing her words, Zhong Wanxiu's mind suddenly clicked, and she understood. That brat must have taken advantage of her while she was drunk.

A surge of anger welled up in her chest. Zhong Wanxiu patted her chest, feeling like she was about to faint from anger. What kind of person was Fu Jingting anyway?!

How could he...

Not only did he take advantage of someone's drunkenness, he also maliciously switched their birth control pills?!

Where did this kid get such a low-class, underhanded trick?!

Zhong Wanxiu instantly refused to admit that this son was her biological child!

but……

"It's already this month, induced labor is very harmful to the body." Zhong Wanxiu was worried about her and felt sorry for the two babies who were about to be born.

Xu Qingcheng reached out and hugged Xu Yuan, hiding her face behind Xu Yuan without saying a word.

To express one's attitude through silence.

She felt utterly miserable; what was their relationship?

The term "ex-husband" and "ex-wife" refers to former spouses who have no further relationship from the moment they receive their divorce certificate.

She's pregnant again! It's embarrassing enough as it is if word gets out.

Upon seeing this, Zhong Wanxiu thought, "Alright, Qingcheng's idea is perfectly reasonable; she clearly doesn't want children."

The real reason people don't want children is because they don't accept them.

Zhong Wanxiu's heart ached. How could she have such a useless son? What had he been doing all this time? He still hadn't warmed his wife's heart.

"Qingcheng, it might not be objective for me to say these things. After all, Jingting is my son, and I can't excuse what he did before. Saying it's all in the past is just wishful thinking. You two know best what's going on between you, but I can see that he cares about you. And you care about him too, otherwise you wouldn't have gone to such lengths to bring Xuyuan into the world. Some things are hard to resolve right away, so let's take it slow. Don't be so quick to condemn him."

Seeing that she remained silent, Zhong Wanxiu couldn't guess what she was thinking. She sighed and said, "But whatever decision you make, Auntie is on your side. It's your body, and you have the final say. If you really don't want it, then don't have it."

Xu Qingcheng felt a lump in her throat. Zhong Wanxiu was truly standing beside her and speaking to her, which warmed her heart.

Fu Jingting heard his mother say this as soon as he came up. She had just scolded him for being stupid for not wanting children, but now she was trying to persuade him.

The man frowned. "Mom!"

"What mother?!" Zhong Wanxiu turned her head and glared at him, her eyes blazing with anger.

Fu Jingting was slightly taken aback. "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

"You're the one who made me angry!"

Zhong Wanxiu gave him an annoyed look, grabbed the bag he was carrying, and checked it. "Have you packed your wish?"

"Um."

After checking and seeing that everything seemed to be there, Zhong Wanxiu handed the things to him again, and then took Xu Yuan and put her directly into Fu Jingting's arms. "Alright, take them back, let's go."

Fu Jingting was holding Xu Yuan in one arm and carrying things in the other. Xu Qingcheng tried to take the things from him, but Zhong Wanxiu grabbed her wrist. "It won't tire him out. Let him carry them. You are the most precious person right now. Whether you want to have a child or not, you need to take good care of your health and minimize the damage to your body. You need to take good care of yourself before the surgery. Don't be careless."

Zhong Wanxiu paused, "Can you even listen to what your aunt is saying?"

"Huh? Oh." Xu Qingcheng quickly replied.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be listening, Zhong Wanxiu's temples throbbed. She grabbed Xu Qingcheng's wrist and said, "Taking care of yourself is the most important thing."

As Xu Qingcheng got into the car, Fu Jingting was stopped by his mother a few steps away before he could get in as well. She scolded him, "Don't always use force to pursue a woman. You have to get into her heart, do you understand?"

Fu Jingting pressed his brow; how could he not understand?

Fu Jingting drove them back to Xinghe Bay. As soon as the car stopped, Xu Qingcheng picked up Xu Yuan and strode into the building, leaving him far behind.

Fu Jingting parked his car and hurried after her, but even if she walked fast while carrying the child and belongings, she couldn't get very far.

The man gently took her arm. "I'm holding you as I make a wish."

Xu Qingcheng ignored him and walked forward on her own.

"A beauty that could topple a city".

Fu Jingting called her name, a hint of a sigh in his voice. He stopped them, saying, "I'll take you upstairs. Let's have a good talk."

"No need, we'll go up ourselves. You should hurry up and leave. I don't have anything to talk to you about." Xu Qingcheng walked past him and continued forward.

As Xu Yuan was being held by her mother, she could clearly sense that her mother was angry, so she could only call out softly, "Mommy?"

Xu Qingcheng, with a cold face, carried the child into the elevator, and Fu Jingting quickly followed.

Perhaps because she was a little tired from carrying Xu Yuan, Xu Qingcheng put her down as soon as they entered the elevator, letting her stand by herself. She held the little one's hand in one hand and watched the elevator go up, treating her like a complete stranger.

Instead, Xu Yuan tilted her head back and looked only at her father's face with her bright eyes. The two of them, one big and one small, were exchanging information by squinting their eyes.

Fu Jingting hoped the little guy could ease things up, but Xiao Xuyuan couldn't fathom the intricacies between adults.

As soon as she saw her father raise an eyebrow at her, she reached out her chubby little hand to take his hand. Fu Jingting instinctively leaned over, took her hand, and picked her up in his arms.

Xu Yuan's other hand was still being held by Xu Qingcheng. When she felt it, she turned around and saw the little one already in her arms. Xu Qingcheng said coldly, "Xu Yuan, get down."

Little Xu Yuan was so frightened that she snuggled closer to her father and whispered her refusal, "I don't want to, I want my dad."

"Fine, if you want a father, go with him. Don't look for me, and don't come back." She was so angry that she couldn't control herself and lashed out at the child.

Xu Yuan pouted as if she was about to cry, and Fu Jingting quickly comforted her, "Yuan Yuan, don't cry."

"Mommy is mean to Yuanyuan." Little Yuanyuan pouted and glanced at Xu Qingcheng, looking both pitiful and timid.

"I wasn't yelling at you, I was yelling at Dad."

Why?

"Dad made Mom angry."

Why did you make Mom angry?

"...It's Dad's fault." Fu Jingting spoke softly to Xu Yuan, glancing at Xu Qingcheng's expression. "Dad needs to apologize to Mom."

"Who asked you to apologize? What good is an apology?!" Even if she apologizes, she still has two children to take care of.

The thought of lying on the operating table and suffering pain makes me furious. How could he do this!

Besides, is this kind of thing really something to be proud of? I told him not to talk about it, but he turned around and told Zhong Wanxiu. Does he think she's not embarrassed enough already?

The two, one big and one small, shut up after being rebuked. Xu Yuan hugged Fu Jingting and whispered in his ear, "Mommy is angry."

Fu Jingting patted her back and agreed.

After exiting the elevator, Xu Qingcheng turned around to pick Xu Yuan up, but Xu Yuan clung to him and wouldn't get down.

Xu Qingcheng looked at her with little patience. "Xu Yuan, either come down and come in with me, or go with your father."

In any case, she wouldn't allow Fu Jingting to step into the room.

But with her cold and fierce expression, Xu Yuan hugged Fu Jingting even tighter, whispering aggrievedly, "Yuan Yuan wants both Mommy and Daddy."

Fu Jingting sighed, "Don't be angry with Xu Yuan, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Qingcheng swiped the door open and went straight in, then slammed the door shut.

They locked the father and daughter out of the door.

Xu Yuan burst into loud sobs, clinging to Fu Jingting's neck and crying, "I want my mommy! I want my mommy!"

"Don't cry, Yuanyuan, don't cry. Mommy doesn't want Yuanyuan away."

Fu Jingting held Xu Yuan and comforted her.

Xu Qingcheng leaned against the door, her eyes reddening as she listened to Xu Yuan's crying outside.

The child couldn't be soothed and cried loudly for her mother. Xu Qingcheng was soft-hearted after all. As soon as she opened the door, Fu Jingting squeezed in with Xu Yuan in his arms before she could even speak.

"Get out!"

She scolded him, but Fu Jingting pretended not to hear and turned around to close the door.

Xu Yuan cried and ran into her mother's arms. No matter how angry she was, she would soften up when she saw a child crying and would realize that she shouldn't take her anger out on the child.

Thinking about it, Xu Qingcheng felt a lump in her throat. She kissed Xu Yuan's little face and gently comforted her, "Mommy isn't angry with Yuan Yuan. Don't cry, Yuan Yuan. Crying will make your eyes ugly."

Xu Yuan stopped sobbing, her eyes red and swollen, "Daddy made Mommy angry, so he spanked me!"

As he spoke, he patted his own little bottom.

The little guy's babyish voice and adorable little actions are inexplicably hilarious.

Xu Qingcheng was inexplicably comforted by the child, and her expression softened. When little Xu Yuan saw this, she struggled to get down from her arms, hugged Fu Jingting's leg, and ran towards her father's bottom.

"Daddy, you're being naughty, you need a spanking."

Fu Jingting was both amused and exasperated, but seeing that Xu Qingcheng's expression seemed to have softened, he seized the opportunity and shamelessly leaned close to her face, saying, "You need to hit her to vent your anger, so I'll let you hit her."

As he spoke, he even pulled her hand towards his butt, making Xu Qingcheng so angry she almost jumped up. "Fu Jingting, have you no shame?!"

"No, having a face is useless, I want you." He wrapped one arm around her, acting like a scoundrel with a straight face.

Xu Qingcheng pushed him away in anger, but he reached out and hugged her. "Don't be angry. I'll be worried about you if you get sick from being angry."

"Don't try to sweet-talk me, it's useless." Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips. "Anyway, I won't take it."

Fu Jingting pinched her cheek with his fingers, but she turned her head away to stop him from touching her. The man lowered his eyes and said, "I said it, and it's your decision. But if you insist on having the surgery, let me go with you. Don't ask anyone else."

The man's voice was low, and some of his emotions might be imperceptible to others, but Xu Qingcheng sensed them with ease.

A sudden pang of sadness and pain shot through her chest, and her throat felt as if something was blocking it.

She knew he was referring to the time when she made the wish.

He thought Ye Tinghong had accompanied her to have an abortion.

If she hadn't fainted from the sight of blood that day and couldn't hold on any longer, she might have really miscarried.

But actually... she wanted to abort the child because it was unhealthy, and it didn't matter who was with her at the time.

Xu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, and lowered her voice with a hint of guilt, "I'll go by myself."

"Aren't you afraid of pain?" He pressed his palm against her cheek. "Did it hurt when you made your wish? Did you cry?"

How painful was it back then?!

It hurt so much that her eyes welled up with tears, but she held back her tears until she heard her baby cry after giving birth and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But she wasn't crying from pain; her feelings were complicated. She just felt so good—it was his child, and she wanted to tell him.

He would never know the joy she felt when she saw him again, but how happy she was before, and how heartbroken she was when he rejected her.

Why did the two of them end up like this? His gentle words were like dull knives to her, silently cutting through the defenses she had painstakingly built up.

"Whether it hurts or not is none of your business." Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips, her anger seething inside. "You don't need to pretend. If you really thought I was in pain, why did you give me hangover medicine but lied and said it was a birth control pill?! Fu Jingting, how could you do such a thing!"

"I originally prepared this hangover medicine in case you had a hangover, but I blurted it out in a fit of anger." Fu Jingting was in the wrong, but he still had his reasons. "But I never expected to actually get pregnant! Even though we used to have such frequent encounters, it was always so hard for our wishes to come true. How many times did we have that night?"

"Shut up!"

Xu Qingcheng blushed and covered his mouth with one hand. Who wanted to discuss this with him!

This man's ability to dodge the question is truly remarkable!

Fu Jingting pressed down on her hand that was covering his mouth, preventing her from pulling it away. He gently kissed her palm. "No matter what, it's my fault. I'll arrange a doctor's appointment for you to have a thorough physical examination, and then we'll decide what to do next."

"Who says you're one of us?" Xu Qingcheng snorted.

But as his emotions calmed down, Fu Jingting felt a little relieved.

Before he could say anything more, Xiao Xuyuan, who had been ignored all along, grabbed him and jumped up and down unhappily, "Yuanyuan wants some too."

The man bent down and picked Xu Yuan up. "What do you want?"

"Daddy, give me a kiss on the hand."

The little one put her hand to her father's mouth; having seen her father kiss her mother's hand like that, she wanted to do the same.

Fu Jingting chuckled softly and, at his beloved daughter's request, kissed her little hand.

I wish I could happily kiss my dad's face and his lips.

It's one thing for the father and daughter to be affectionate.

After making a wish and giving a kiss, she would ask, "Won't Daddy kiss Mommy?"

After the child spoke, there was a two-second silence. Xu Qingcheng quickly scolded, "Xu Yuan, don't talk nonsense."

"Dad wants to too, but Mom won't let me kiss him." The man spoke truthfully, his eyes fixed on Xu Qingcheng without any attempt to hide it.

Xu Yuan didn't understand, "Why?"

"You'll have to ask your mother."

"Mom? Why don't you kiss Dad?" Xu Yuan asked innocently.

"Fu Jingting!" Xu Qingcheng collapsed, her mind buzzing. She glared at him, "Don't teach the child this nonsense."

Seeing that her face was flushed with anger, Fu Jingting explained to Xu Yuan, "Maybe Mom is just shy."

"Shy face." Xu Yuan smiled and rubbed her cheek.

Xu Qingcheng was speechless.

In short, this man just wouldn't leave; he was stuck there like glue, and you couldn't get rid of him no matter what you did.

However, he was quite self-motivated and took the initiative to prepare dinner, playing with Xu Yuan.

He was quick to take care of the child; he took her to bathe around 8 a.m. without her help. After the father and daughter finished bathing, he took little Xuyuan, who was wrapped in a bath towel, out of the bath with his shirt off.

The two of them had a great time playing in the water, and when they came out, they were laughing and jumping around on the bed wrapped in bath towels.

After drying her off, Fu Jingting called out from outside, "Qingcheng, have you got the pajamas you wished for?"

Xu Qingcheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room with the TV on, but she couldn't really watch it. The father and daughter's chattering laughter could be heard even more clearly now that they were out in the bathroom.

It's like the two of them are family, and she's the outsider.

This is her home, and her children are doing well.

She didn't respond when Fu Jingting called her.

But after sitting for only two seconds, she couldn't sit still anymore. Afraid that Xu Yuan would catch a cold, she got up and went into the bedroom to get Xu Yuan's pajamas from the closet.

Fu Jingting took Xu Yuan's pajamas, looked at the closet filled with clothes for both of them, but his trench coat was nowhere to be seen, and couldn't help but ask, "Where's my trench coat?"

"Throw it away."

"You really threw it away?"

"Otherwise what? Is it fake?" Xu Qingcheng retorted irritably.

Fu Jingting changed Xu Yuan into pajamas, let her crawl into the blankets, and gave her a Rubik's Cube and a picture book to play with first.

He watched Xu Qingcheng walk out, then followed her, saying, "It's been sitting there for so many years, how can you just throw it away like that?"

"I can throw my things away whenever I want, what's it to you?"

"Isn't that mine? You can just throw it to me." The man followed closely behind.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly turned around, and he, who was following behind her, couldn't stop in time and bumped into her. Fu Jingting caught him in his arms.

The man's chest was bare and damp; she pressed her face against it, turning it red.

"you!"

He didn't give her a chance to push her away, holding her tightly in his arms and lowering his head, "You left it for so many years and it wasn't lost, but now it's gone, what a pity."

"I don't feel sorry. I think I got rid of it a little too late. I should have gotten rid of it a long time ago. Out with the old, in with the new." Xu Qingcheng pushed him hard, her hands touching the man's hard, solid muscles, which were hot and burning her palms.

The man looked down at her, lifted her chin, and asked, "Am I the old one?"

"What else?!"

The man's dark eyes were like the black curtain of the sky, adorned with starlight when illuminated by the light. It was unclear what nerve these words touched, but they stirred a subtle excitement within him.

The man lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, "New clothes are worse than old ones, but old friends are worse than new ones."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."