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

He always has a lot of unorthodox and heretical theories.

Moreover, he would take any opportunity to touch her inappropriately. Xu Qingcheng was both angry and annoyed. She raised her foot and stomped hard on his foot, saying, "Let go of me. Who wants the old one when there's someone new? You should know your place. You are my ex-husband."

"An ex-husband is still a husband."

Xu Qingcheng really felt like she was going to be driven crazy by him.

As the two were talking, Xu Yuan called out to his father from the bedroom.

"I'll take her to the guest room to sleep, you should get some rest too." Fu Jingting stopped his teasing and joking with her, and pinched her cheek with his fingers.

Before Xu Qingcheng could say anything more, the man released her and went into the bedroom.

He came out holding a wish, "to say goodnight to my mom."

Goodnight, Mom.

She obediently told her mother, then pouted and asked for a kiss.

Xu Qingcheng kissed her.

Xu Yuan turned to look at her father, "Yuan Yuan wants to sleep with Mom and Dad."

Afraid of upsetting her, Fu Jingting carried Xu Yuan into the guest room. Their voices drifted through the air: "Mom and Dad will sleep with you from now on, not now."

Why?

"Because Mom is angry."

"Why is Mommy angry? Yuanyuan is very obedient. Daddy, are you being disobedient? Mommy will be angry if you are disobedient."

Xu Qingcheng rubbed her temples, then returned to the living room, turned off the TV, and went to get ready and wash up.

After taking a shower, the guest bedroom door was half open, and you could hear Fu Jingting reading a picture book to Xu Yuan, and he was very patient.

I ate dinner late in the afternoon, and I was so distracted during dinner that I didn't eat much. Now I'm actually feeling a bit hungry.

Xu Qingcheng went into the kitchen and looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator. She wanted to drink hot and sour soup, but she was too lazy to make it.

After thinking about it, I took out the eggs and decided to put them in the egg cooker to boil them. It's simple.

Xu Yuan fell asleep. When Fu Jingting came out, he saw Xu Qingcheng in the kitchen. She was wearing a silky nightgown. She had just taken a shower and looked lazy. Her hair was wet and hanging down her back. She was stretching her arms to look for something in the cabinet.

"What are you looking for?"

The man's voice suddenly startled Xu Qingcheng, and the cabinet door almost caught her hand. The man quickly helped her open one of the cabinet doors.

Egg steamer.

Xu Yuan doesn't like boiled eggs, so the egg steamer has been gathering dust.

"Are you hungry? Want something to eat?" He stood behind her, reaching out to rummage through the food in the hanging cabinet, his presence completely enveloping her like a mountain.

He took out the egg steamer, looked at her, and asked, "Do you want boiled eggs?"

I don't want to eat.

Xu Qingcheng pouted and remained silent.

Take the egg steamer to get water, put the eggs in, plug it in, and you're done.

Fu Jingting watched her movements in silence. Her slender arms were fair and long, her waist was soft and her legs were thin and long. It was hard to imagine that she was carrying two children.

Xu Qingcheng turned to leave the kitchen, but the man standing behind her blocked her way. "Move aside."

Fu Jingting reached out and brushed aside her slightly damp hair. "Why don't you dry your hair after taking a shower?"

"I do."

"Don't be angry. Go dry yourself in a bit, or you'll catch a cold," he coaxed gently.

Xu Qingcheng turned her head away and ignored him.

Fu Jingting didn't take it to heart and simply asked her, "Don't you want to eat boiled eggs? What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

Xu Qingcheng lifted her eyelids to look at him. She knew that his cooking skills were about the same as hers, maybe a little better.

"What kind of look is that?" Fu Jingting looked at her with a smile. "Don't believe I can make it? My skills are much better than yours."

The man raised an eyebrow, looking defiant.

"You're really good at ordering takeout, aren't you?" Xu Qingcheng bluntly exposed his lie.

Fu Jingting chuckled, "Try it, you'll see. Bland? Sweet? Sour? Or spicy? It all depends on what you want to eat."

Xu Qingcheng didn't want to talk to him, but she had a craving for sour and spicy food. Her mouth watered as soon as he mentioned it, and she reluctantly gave in, saying, "I want to drink hot and sour soup."

The man's eyes crinkled with a smile. "Okay, I'll do it."

He pushed her out and told her to dry her hair herself.

Xu Qingcheng glanced back at him and said, "Could you please put your clothes on?"

"I only brought one piece of clothing, and it got soaked by Xu Yuan's water gun."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

The man returned to the kitchen. Xu Qingcheng watched his retreating figure, her feelings unreadable. She gently pursed her lips.

She dried her hair with a hairdryer and looked at his clothes hanging on the clothes rack, which forcefully permeated her life.

Xu Qingcheng looked at him, her nose stinging. If she had known he was safe and sound, she wouldn't have given birth to Xu Yuan and disturbed his future life.

She gave birth to Xu Yuan not because she wanted the two of them to be entangled forever, but because everyone said he was dead, she thought she would never see him again in this life.

She didn't want to forget him. Life was so short yet so long. What if one day she forgot him?

But he doesn't love her, so even if she longs for him, she shouldn't clean up the mess.

But ever since he learned about Xu Yuan, the distance she had worked so hard to create was easily broken.

Xu Qingcheng put down the hairdryer and went up to the storage room on the second floor to find a T-shirt.

During the short time he bought Xinghewan, a few of his everyday clothes hung in the closet, but when she decided to move back with Xuyuan, she packed them all up and threw them into a corner while cleaning the closet.

When Xu Qingcheng handed him the T-shirt, Fu Jingting was preparing side dishes. It was a hot and sour soup, which was quite simple. Unfortunately, when he actually took it out, he found that there were quite a few ingredients, and the serving table was completely covered with them.

Fu Jingting was busy with both hands. When she handed him the T-shirt, he didn't take it. Instead, he leaned closer to her and lowered his head, saying, "Help me put this on."

Xu Qingcheng glared at him.

"hurry up."

He urged her on, his eyes extremely serious, bending over as he waited for her to serve him.

Out of consideration for the fact that he cooked for her, Xu Qingcheng reluctantly put the T-shirt over his head, pulled the sleeves down so that his arms could stick inside, and then pulled the shirt down for him.

His T-shirt was a bit loose, and it wasn't difficult to pull it down, but it was too close to her body. Before she could pull her hand away, Fu Jingting wrapped his arm around her, touched his forehead to hers, and smiled, "Did you keep all my clothes?"

Xu Qingcheng slapped him on the chest, turned around and left.

Fu Jingting looked at the T-shirt he was wearing and felt inexplicably happy.

Xu Qingcheng sat on the sofa waiting. There were many messages in the work group, discussing the new product launch that Keith would be holding tomorrow. Many celebrities from the fashion industry, as well as political and business figures, had been invited to attend. Many people from the same industry had also been invited, including X Unknown.

Xie Yin said he didn't have time, so @Xu Qingcheng asked her to go and take a look.

Xu Qingcheng saw that the invitation was for the afternoon, so she figured it wouldn't be a problem and accepted.

The hot and sour soup has a strong, pungent smell. You can smell the vinegar as soon as it comes out; it's very strong, but surprisingly, it smells really good.

Fu Jingting turned off the heat and served her soup. "I didn't put any pepper in it, because I was afraid you wouldn't be able to handle it."

Xu Qingcheng took the spoon he handed her.

Fu Jingting watched intently from the side, asking, "Is it to your liking?"

She nodded, keeping her head down as she drank her soup, without even looking up at him.

It always feels good to be taken care of, and although she didn't want to admit it, she still felt a strange, indescribable stirring in her heart.

"Is it really delicious?" Fu Jingting felt every cell in his body come alive when he saw her nod. He leaned closer and said, "Let me try a bite."

He grabbed her wrist, turned the spoon she was about to put in her mouth around, and put it directly into his mouth.

The man smiled at her, "Hmm, not bad."

Xu Qingcheng pulled her hand back, glaring at him fiercely, "Can't you just scoop a bowl yourself?"

"Yours tastes better."

When this person gets shameless, no one can stand up to him.

Xu Qingcheng simply ignored him and ate heartily. The sour and spicy flavors were very appetizing, quite different from when she was pregnant with Xu Yuan.

"Don't the older folks say sour foods mean a boy and spicy foods mean a girl? Are you trying to have both sour and spicy foods, so your baby is neither male nor female?"

Xu Qingcheng gasped sharply, unable to resist kicking him. "What did you say?"