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

The phone screen displays the words "Grandma".

Xu Qingcheng was so shocked she almost threw her phone away, but she didn't dare to, and didn't dare to, hang up the call directly.

She got out of bed, wanting to hand the hot potato to the phone's owner.

Before she could even get out of bed, the old lady spoke up, "Girl, is Jingting with you?"

Xu Qingcheng couldn't pretend she didn't hear, she was caught in a dilemma, so she could only stammer, "He, he came to see Xu Yuan."

Xu Yuan was a perfect excuse, so Xu Qingcheng had no choice but to pin it on him. He appeared at her place early in the morning, and she answered the phone while still half asleep.

How come the old lady's ears are so sharp? She only said hello, how did she know it was her? Couldn't it be someone else?

Xu Qingcheng hurriedly ran out, and Fu Jingting, who was wiping Xu Yuan's face, asked when she came in, "Awake?"

Xu Qingcheng didn't care about anything else, she shoved the phone into his hand and whispered, "It was Grandma calling, I accidentally answered it."

Fu Jingting suddenly realized, and he took it and called out "Grandma".

Xu Qingcheng tried to take Xu Yuan away, but the little girl wouldn't leave. She clung to Fu Jingting's leg, wanting to answer the phone, and kept calling out "Grandma, Grandma."

She probably thought it was her grandmother; Zhong Wanxiu has been taking care of the child most of the time these past few days.

Fu Jingting picked up the little one and said, "Call her Great-Grandma."

"Great-grandmother."

The little girl's sweet voice filled Jiang Wenyu's eyes and brows with smiles. "Xiao Yuan got up quite early."

"Yuanyuan gets up early, Mom doesn't wake up until the sun is high in the sky." Xu Yuan's crisp voice said, "Dad taught me how to brush my teeth."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingcheng's mind went blank. She didn't even have time to cover the child's mouth. The child was so young that some of her pronunciations were not very clear, but her desire to communicate was extremely strong. She chattered non-stop all day long.

Jiang Wenyu listened with a smile, "It's your father's job to teach you, so your mother can have an easier time. Who will sleep with you tonight?"

"Mom and Dad sleep with Yuanyuan, and Dad kisses Mom and Yuanyuan too."

"Make a wish!" Xu Qingcheng couldn't take it anymore. She forcefully pulled little Xu Yuan out of Fu Jingting's arms, preventing her from speaking any further.

As Fu Jingting watched her walk away with the child, he scolded Xu Yuan in a low voice for talking nonsense.

The children didn't understand any of this and listened in a daze.

Only then did he answer the phone and speak to the old lady.

"I heard from your mother that Qingcheng is pregnant?" The old lady got straight to the point.

Fu Jingting could tell from the tone that he wasn't happy. He touched his nose and remained silent, waiting for the other end to ask, "What are your plans?"

"Let's do a thorough check-up first, and then we'll hear what Qingcheng has to say," Fu Jingting replied in a high-sounding manner.

The old lady suddenly snorted, "From what she's saying? You can just throw away Qingcheng if you don't want her? All those cunning tricks of yours are suddenly useless? Do you think I'm too old and my mind isn't sharp enough to see through your schemes?"

Fu Jingting, "..."

"Although I am really reluctant, her health is the priority." Even if he is reluctant, if she really doesn't want it, then he has no objection.

Xu Qingcheng took the baby lotion and chased after Xu Yuan to wipe his face. The little guy ran out, and she followed him out. When the man's words reached her ears, she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

He stood in the living room, his back to her, holding his phone in one hand, while bending down to move the wishing rocking horse aside. His movements were so natural and familiar that there was no sense of unfamiliarity whatsoever.

Jiang Wenyu didn't say anything more, only saying, "Don't go to the hospital that the Fu family usually goes to."

"I know."

Fu Jingting hung up the phone, and before he could even turn around, a little guy jumped onto his lap, looking up at him, "Daddy, does Yuanyuan smell good?"

Xu Yuan raised her little face, her cheeks still covered with unapplied moisturizer.

Fu Jingting chuckled, squatted down to apply the ointment evenly to Xu Yuan, and looked up at the woman chasing after him from the side.

Seeing him look over, Xu Qingcheng lowered her eyes and didn't speak to him. She leaned over and applied some more product to Xu Yuan's forehead and nose.

Xu Yuan followed suit and tried to dig with his fingers, but the little guy didn't know his own strength and ended up digging his hands full.

Just as Xu Qingcheng was about to say something to her, the little one slapped Fu Jingting's face with her chubby little hand.

Xu Qingcheng chuckled, almost bursting out laughing, as Xu Yuan had smeared haphazardly on the man's handsome face.

Fu Jingting grabbed Xu Yuan's small hand that was patting his face, wiped his own hand with lotion, and then glanced at Xu Qingcheng.

A smile, not yet fully faded, played at the corners of her lips. Her beautiful eyes and brows blossomed in the morning light, tinged with laughter, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Fu Jingting, with a mischievous thought, stood up and suddenly smeared it on her face. Xu Qingcheng was completely unprepared for his wickedness and was caught off guard.

She reached out and slapped his hand away, then covered her face with one hand and glared at him fiercely.

"Are you a child?"

That single, alluring glance seemed to pierce right into a man's heart; his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and a torrent of emotions surged within him.

He reached out and gently rubbed her cheek with his fingertips. The skin beneath his fingertips was delicate and fair, different from Xu Yuan's softness, but every smile and frown stirred his heart.

Xu Qingcheng turned her head to avoid him, but the man's hand followed and pressed against her to stop her from moving. "Don't move, just a little bit more."

His cool fingers touched her face, and Xu Qingcheng felt a burning sensation. Xu Yuan jumped up and down below, wanting her father to apply the lotion to her face.

The man withdrew his hand, bent down, picked up the little guy, and rubbed Xu Yuan's face.

"Dad, smell how fragrant the wishing fruit is?"

Fu Jingting leaned over and took a sniff. "Wish smells so good."

In return, Xu Yuan sniffed his face and praised, "Daddy smells good too."

She turned to look at Xu Qingcheng, "Does Mommy smell good too?"

"Just smell it and you'll know," Fu Jingting said with a smile, as the father and daughter leaned over together.

Two faces were shoved in front of her. Xu Qingcheng turned her face away, pushing one face away with each hand, and scolded, "Crazy!"

A hint of amusement crept into his voice.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, then lowered his eyes and chuckled softly. To him, her smile was the most captivating thing about her.

……

Fu Jingting made an appointment with the doctor to take Xu Qingcheng for a check-up, and she didn't refuse. It's better to deal with these things sooner rather than later.

Xu Qingcheng didn't want to delay any longer. The fewer people who knew about her pregnancy, the sooner it could be dealt with, and the better to minimize the impact.

Everything was fine during the checkup.

During the fetal heart monitoring, a strong and powerful heartbeat could be heard. Xu Qingcheng's face was pale when she came out of the examination room.

When some things come to a head, you only realize how difficult it is to make a real decision.

The doctor reviewed the test results and asked her about the circumstances surrounding her making the wish.

The OB-GYN who examined him was a woman, who seemed to know him well. She put down the test results in her hand, looked at them, and said, "Congratulations, both you and the baby are healthy, there's no problem."

Xu Qingcheng's fingers tightened. "When do I schedule the surgery?"

The doctor paused, looked up at Xu Qingcheng, then at Fu Jingting, before speaking, "Ms. Xu, are you sure you want to have an induced abortion?"

The doctor closed the examination report. "Induced labor is more harmful than natural childbirth. It requires a D&C. Your doctor should have told you this when you had your first child. Your physical condition is not only unsuitable for induced labor, but even medical abortion should be approached with caution. You may not be able to have children in the future."

After the doctor finished speaking, he looked at Fu Jingting and said, "I'm just stating the facts. The old lady even called me specifically to remind me when you arranged for the examination to be done here."

The doctor meant that he didn't need to lie; her physical condition was simply unsuitable for an induced abortion.

Fu Jingting's face immediately darkened. He grabbed Xu Qingcheng's arm and said, "Let's go back and discuss this first."

He dragged her out of the doctor's office, but Xu Qingcheng shoved him away, saying, "You said it, so I have the final say."

Her face turned deathly pale. She had held onto a sliver of hope, but the test results were still the same.

"If the doctor says it won't harm your body, I have no objection," Fu Jingting said calmly. "But you also heard what the doctor said; what if it really does happen in the future..."

"So what if I get hurt? I've already made a wish anyway." Xu Qingcheng interrupted him, turning her head away from him, but her arms clenched at her sides were trembling uncontrollably.

Fu Jingting suppressed his volatile temper and forcefully pulled her into his arms. "I'm content with just making a wish, but Qingcheng, I don't want to regret it later."

"I won't regret it." Anyway, she wasn't planning to remarry, so she didn't need to care whether others cared about her ability to have children.

She's already made a wish, so if she doesn't want it anymore, she doesn't have to.

Xu Qingcheng clenched her teeth tightly. It was easy to say the harsh words, but her heart felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, a dull pain.

Fu Jingting's temples throbbed as he watched her stubbornly standing there, uttering harsh words, her face pale.

He sighed inwardly, "Don't you have an event this afternoon? I'll take you there first. As for the surgery, even if you're determined to have it, you still need to schedule an appointment with the hospital."

The man gently coaxed and persuaded the person to leave the hospital.

Xu Qingcheng's morning sickness hadn't been too severe since she got pregnant, but whether it was due to mood swings or something else, she couldn't help but squat down by the roadside and vomit profusely before she even left the hospital.

As Wen Liyan left the hospital, the midday sun shone brightly. He immediately noticed the people on the roadside. Some people just had an aura of their own, attracting attention wherever they stood.

At that moment, he bent over to take care of the woman beside him, gently patting her back with his palm.

"You don't usually vomit, so why are you vomiting so badly?" The man's voice was filled with anxiety. He turned to the driver and told him, "Go get a bottle of water from the car."

This was probably the worst Xu Qingcheng had ever vomited so far. She felt like she had vomited up her internal organs, and the nightmarish experience of being pregnant with Xu Yuan suddenly came flooding back.

Xu Qingcheng vomited until her eyes turned red, and Fu Jingting handed her water to rinse her mouth.

She took the water bottle to rinse her mouth, remaining squatting on the ground for a while before standing up. Fu Jingting took the water glass from her hand, put the lid on, and before he could say a word of concern, Xu Qingcheng suddenly slapped him hard, yelling, "It's all your fault!"

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be pregnant.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have had to make the decision to have an abortion, nor would she have felt so anxious and fearful.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be vomiting so badly right now.

She was both angry and aggrieved, her eyes and nose were red, and she slapped his chest hard with her palm. Fu Jingting let her have her way, and wrapped his arm around her to coax her.

Their intimate posture was the envy of everyone around them.

When a woman gets angry, she can be very temperamental, but no matter how angry a man is, he will endure it and hold her tightly in his arms, coaxing her with sweet words.

Wen Liyan stood by and watched. The scene was both heartwarming and painful to witness. He had had a lot of contact with Fu Jingting over the years, but he had never seen him be so tolerant of someone.

This man was born into a wealthy and powerful family. His family background, his own shrewdness and charisma, and his appearance were undoubtedly top-tier. He didn't know this man's temperament and personality before, but in the past two years, Fu Jingting gave him the feeling of being cold, taciturn, and rarely smiling.

But he is also grateful and does things in a way that leaves no room for criticism, and he has no condescending attitude.

How can you blame Wen Fei for falling for a man like that?

The woman standing next to Fu Jingting was beautiful and a perfect match for him.

Looks are a gift from our parents, a blessing in this life. No one should be jealous of anyone else, nor is there any need to be. But how many people can truly be completely free from jealousy?

Even if Wen Fei doesn't admit it, Wen Liyan understands the hatred and jealousy in her heart. This jealousy may stem from her envy of not being as beautiful as Xu Qingcheng, to the point that she thinks Fu Jingting doesn't like her simply because she doesn't have a face as pretty as Xu Qingcheng's.

But feelings are simple if they can remain purely superficial.

Wen Fei said that she was his ex-wife, and the reason she was called his ex-wife was because he no longer loved her, so why would she shamelessly seduce him?

Whether someone loves you or not is never up to others to decide.

But looking at him like this, who can say he doesn't love him?

We'd be too busy cherishing and treasuring them.

Wen Liyan watched as Fu Jingting pulled the woman into his arms, gently coaxing her and kissing her forehead, his patience completely like that of a different person.

A metallic taste rose in his throat, and Wen Liyan quickly pulled out a handkerchief; the dark handkerchief was glaringly stained with blood.

Wen Liyan stared at the handkerchief, and he smiled sadly. How should we prove cause and effect in the world?

He dedicated his life to medicine and believed he had lived up to his white coat. His last surgery was for Fu Jingting.

He pulled the man back from the brink of death, but in doing so, he pushed his daughter to the brink as well.

God! Why torment him like this?! He's already on his way to the underworld. He can take on anything, he just wants his daughter to live a happy and peaceful life.

The man, who was so thin he was almost skin and bones, looked up at the sky. The sunlight was blinding and painful.

If he hadn't performed that surgery, Wen Fei wouldn't have met Fu Jingting, and she wouldn't be stuck in a mental hospital like this.

Wen Liyan often visited Wen Fei. She gradually calmed down from her initial irritability and madness. The last time he visited, the hospital no longer sent doctors to monitor Wen Fei's condition.

The first thing Wen Fei said to him was, "Dad, do you really think I'm mentally ill? I'm almost fully recovered from my treatment?"

"No. Because if I don't calm down, they will give me injections, give me medicine, make me fall asleep, and make me slow to react, so... even if I'm not sick, I have to pretend to be sick so that they won't watch me too closely."

Wen Fei looked at Wen Liyan and gave a slight smile. Her face was pale, and she was wearing a hospital gown. Her smile gave her a strange and sinister look.

The wards in the mental hospital are completely enclosed by iron fences. It's more devastating than being in prison; there are no normal people here.

"Feifei, then... your teacher, your teacher..." Wen Liyan gripped Wen Fei's hand tightly.

"Dad, believe it or not, I didn't kill Teacher Pang. Although I had the intention, I gave up in the end. The person I wanted to save was someone else; he set a fire that caused the explosion."

With tears welling up in her eyes, Wen Fei grabbed Wen Liyan's hand. "He lied to me. He made me confess. He got me a mental illness assessment. He said he would take me out. But he hasn't shown up even once since I came in."

"Who is he? Fei Fei, who is he?" Wen Liyan was utterly shocked. "You didn't do it, how can you confess like this?"

Wen Fei cried and hugged him, "Dad, you have to save me, you have to save me! I want to get out of this hellhole, I don't want to stay here, I want to get out."

Since his last conversation with Wen Fei, Wen Liyan had thought it over and over. He realized that Wen Fei's words had some flaws, but if he looked closely, they could be pieced together.

As a father, I still want to believe her.

During this time, Wen Liyan sought out the leaders of the mental hospital in an attempt to ease his control over Wen Fei, but inadvertently learned about it.

Someone has controlled Wen Fei's contact with the outside world. Apart from Wen Liyan, no one can contact Wen Fei by any means.

And this person is Fu Jingting.

He wanted to trap Fei Fei in a mental hospital and let her die.

Wen Liyan glanced in that direction again, and heard a man's voice.

"Yes, yes, it was all my fault! Don't be angry, okay? You hit me hard enough, does your hand hurt?"