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

She called him shameless and kicked him in the stomach.

Fu Jingting suddenly hissed and covered his hand, as if in great pain.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment. Had she kicked really hard?

Seems to be……

It's because he always speaks so shamelessly that she...

She inwardly scolded him, but couldn't help worrying. She propped herself up on the sofa, and seeing his apparent pain, couldn't help but ask, "Where did you kick? Does it hurt?"

"That was a hard kick," he said, grabbing her hand. "You kicked here."

My hand rested on his waist through his shirt; the man's muscles were very strong, and I could feel it even through his clothes.

Xu Qingcheng tried to pull her hand back, but he pressed it down. The man looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "Give me a rub."

You can tell he's lying to her just by looking at him like that!

Xu Qingcheng got annoyed and tried to pull her hand away but couldn't. She simply pinched it hard. "Who's going to rub you! Let go!"

Her strength was neither too light nor too heavy; the man's muscles were taut, and she didn't manage to twist anything, but the sensation was burning hot, spreading from the spot she had twisted.

Fu Jingting wrapped his arms tightly around her, his eyes deep and turbulent. Suddenly, he picked her up and stood up.

Xu Qingcheng was startled and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.

The man carried her into the bedroom. Xu Qingcheng, realizing what was happening, stammered, "You...you...you..."

"What do you mean, 'me'?"

He carried her into the bathroom. "Didn't you say you were hungry? I'll go cook something. You go wash up first."

Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow at her. "What are you thinking about?"

Xu Qingcheng's face flushed.

She got off him, pushed him out, and slammed the door shut.

Her reflection in the mirror showed her flushed face and graceful figure, like a peach blossom in full bloom. No matter how much she refused to admit it, she couldn't hide it from him.

Xu Qingcheng got ready and came out, not even daring to wear a nightgown, and instead wore hot pants and a T-shirt properly.

The T-shirt was a little long, barely covering the hot pants, unintentionally creating a "missing lower half" look.

She felt that wearing a nightgown was too casual, and since he was a stranger, a man, she didn't want to wear one.

But they forgot that such attempts to cover up the truth only make things more likely to be imagined.

These shorts have an elastic band and are quite loose. She can wear them all, but they become a bit tight when she sits down, digging into her stomach.

Xu Qingcheng felt she really needed to go shopping for clothes. Most of her clothes fit her well. Although she didn't intentionally dress to show off her figure, she always dressed as beautifully as possible. Women have an innate pursuit of beauty.

So much so that now even a slight weight gain is noticeable, and if this continues, it probably won't be long before they can't be worn anymore.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingcheng suddenly froze. What was she thinking?!

It's not that I've decided not to have children.

The relationship between the two is unclear, and taking care of Xu Yuan is already exhausting enough for her.

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips and placed her hands on her lower abdomen.

Xu Yuan felt fetal movement when she was about four months pregnant. The movement became particularly strong before she gave birth, and her belly would often bulge out. Zhao Lan even joked that it was probably a boy, and that he was punching inside her.

There are two of them now. I don't know if it's because they have someone to keep them company and they're just playing by themselves without reminding her.

Xu Qingcheng was in a state of confusion. She said no, but she was also heartbroken, after all, they were two little lives.

She couldn't think about it; just thinking about it made Xu Qingcheng want to scratch his face.

She grabbed a towel to dry her hair, but the process only made her more agitated, so she simply threw the towel aside and left.

Fu Jingting brought the mushroom soup to the table and said when he saw her coming over, "Okay, here you can get the bowl and chopsticks."

Xu Qingcheng went into the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks.

Fu Jingting's gaze fell on her. She was wearing slippers, her beautiful legs were long and white, her slightly curly hair was draped behind her head, and she was wearing a light pink T-shirt with a hole cut out on one shoulder, which made the simple T-shirt look fashionable.

She doesn't look like a mother of a two-year-old at all. She's not wearing any makeup, and she's just washed her face. Her skin is delicate and youthful, as if it's been moisturized by water.

As he looked at it, he...

Depend on!

The man cursed.

He wanted to seduce this pure and innocent girl and taint her with his lust.

Her Adam's apple bobbed slightly as certain explicit scenes flooded her mind, vividly replaying her alluring and seductive appearance in her head.

Xu Qingcheng turned around and met his naked, burning gaze. She frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." The man's voice was hoarse, and he made no attempt to hide it.

He's probably been a celibate for too long, and he couldn't resist seeing her, especially today.

Xu Qingcheng's face flushed, and she really wanted to poke his eyes out with her chopsticks.

Have you no shame?!

Fu Jingting pressed her down to sit and served her soup, saying, "Didn't you say you were hungry? Eat quickly."

She reluctantly drank some soup and ate a few bites of vegetables before losing her appetite, but she ate the spicy and sour lotus root dish with great gusto.

Fu Jingting looked at the food next to him, which had a bland flavor, and realized that she had hardly touched any of it. He then thought back to when she was pregnant with Xu Yuan, she couldn't eat anything with a strong flavor at all. The change was quite significant.

"You just like strong, sour and spicy flavors?"

"Mmm." Xu Qingcheng poked at the plate in front of her, her little tongue sticking out to scoop up some of the vegetable juice from the corner of her lips.

Fu Jingting really felt like she had poisoned him; his whole body was itchy, and the itching was so intense it hurt.

"Is it that delicious?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't say whether it was delicious or not, but she just wanted to eat something sour and spicy, something that she felt would be flavorful.

"That's good... um..."

Her lips were captured in a kiss, the man's tongue exploring deeper, Fu Jingting reaching out to cup the back of her head, "Aren't we eating the same thing? Why do I find yours especially delicious?"

"..."

Where did this guy get so many ridiculous excuses? He was just trying to take advantage of her!

But once the desire was ignited, it was impossible to stop.

In the past, even if he wanted to bully her, she would have coldly said no, and he wouldn't have dared to go any further, for fear of pushing away the relationship that had eased a little because of the wish.

She was no match for him in terms of strength, and even kicking and hitting him in anger couldn't drive him away. Xu Qingcheng was both ashamed and angry. "I don't want to! Stop it!"

The man braced his arm against her ear, his open shirt unable to conceal the scars on his body, which brazenly entered her vision and stimulated her nerves.

Noticing her gaze fall on the scar on his chest, Fu Jingting grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand against it. The muscles, hard as iron, had also been cut open by a scalpel.

Whenever she thinks about it, her chest aches as if it's going to split open, and tears well up silently.

Fu Jingting hurriedly kissed away her tears, "Don't cry, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Whether you're in pain or not is none of my business." Xu Qingcheng turned her face away from him.

"Yes, it's none of your business. I deserve this." He reached out and hugged her, nuzzling his chin against her face.

The past, whether it was resentment or hatred, is unimportant compared to her.

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingcheng suddenly choked up, slapping him hard with both hands. "You won't let me see, you won't let me touch you, you hate me to death, don't you!"

When she saw him again, she was both surprised and delighted. She shamelessly pounced on him, longing for him and wanting him back.

When she saw the scar on his chest, she felt an overwhelming pang of heartache. She truly had no idea that what she had done had caused him such great harm. Yet, even during their most intimate moments, he wouldn't let her see his wound or touch it.

Her questioning voice rang in his ears, her anger and sadness unmistakable, yet Fu Jingting was deeply moved.

"Look all you want, touch all you want."

"Who wants to see you or touch you! You're crazy!"

He held her in his arms, his kisses sliding down her face. "I don't hate you, I just want to love you."

"Qingcheng, you are mine."

"I'm not yours, I'm not yours at all." Xu Qingcheng cried as she pushed him away, but she couldn't break free from his domineering presence.

He gradually opened her body up, and all her rejections were like harmless waves; his sweet words were poison to her.

Knowing it was poison, she still swallowed it. The poison seeped into her bones, and it seemed that only he could cure her in this lifetime.

Her fingers gripped the sheets tightly, and she pulled them upwards with a distorted voice.

Night fell, and even the moonlight was too shy to hide behind the clouds.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, like a wolf lurking in the dark. He was sweating profusely, and he was really asking for trouble.

……

Xu Qingcheng was woken up by her phone at 8:30. It was Song Chang calling. She lazily asked, "Changchang?"

"Still not awake? I've been knocking on the door for ages, I thought you'd gone out. Open the door now."

Xu Qingcheng sat up abruptly in bed. She looked for her pajamas and put them on. The marks on her body showed what she had done last night.

As Xu Qingcheng put on her pajamas, her face quietly flushed.

Out of concern for her health, he didn't go all the way, but she knew he had gone to take a cold shower.

Xu Qingcheng felt her face burning. She didn't know why, even though it wasn't the first time for the two of them, she just felt so shy.

I casually picked up the clothes that were lying on the bed and threw them into the laundry area.

When Xu Qingcheng came out, there was no trace of the man in the room. She quickly went to open the door for Song Chang.

Song Chang looked at her swollen eyes and said, "You've got panda eyes from crying. Quickly, get some cucumber slices to put on them."

Xu Qingcheng covered her eyes with her hand, turned around and walked inside. "Why did you come here?"

"I saw the news." Song Chang was carrying two bags. "I know you must be upset. Here, I bought you some food, and some clothes and toys for Xuyuan."

Xu Qingcheng took the breakfast she bought and went to the restaurant. She saw a clay pot for making soup on the table with a note on it.

"I have to go back to the company first. There's no need to rush about the design plagiarism issue or give a direct response. Let Case contact you first. I made you some hot and sour soup, but the flavor is too strong, so it's not good. There's also rice porridge in the pot."

Xu Qingcheng turned her head to look at the kitchen, and the image of him preparing breakfast while looking at a recipe on his phone appeared in her mind's eye.

She lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth subtly turned up slightly.

"What are you snickering about?"

When Song Chang came over, Xu Qingcheng quickly crumpled up the label and threw it into the trash can.

She hurriedly went to the kitchen to grab a bowl, thinking, "Who's laughing?"

"Changchang, have you eaten?"

"not yet."

Xu Qingcheng took two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

"Did you make this hot and sour soup yourself?" Song Chang took the bowl, ladled some out for herself, and said, "Hmm, it tastes good."

Xu Qingcheng didn't explain. She went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, and then came out to have breakfast with Song Chang.

"Make a wish?"

"She's with her grandma; I've been too busy these past few days."

"Sigh, it's been so long since I've seen her, I really miss her." Song Chang clicked his tongue twice. "I've been busy lately, always traveling for work. If my colleague hadn't mentioned it to me, I wouldn't have known you got into this mess, and you didn't even call to tell me."

"I only found out yesterday."

"How do you plan to solve this? Is it easy to solve?"

"We are collecting evidence, but she is very clever and her interpretations are still quite extensive, so it may not necessarily be considered plagiarism." Xu Qingcheng was also very troubled.

"That's fucking despicable, copying others when you're not good enough yourself," Song Chang cursed rudely, then asked, "I watched the video of the new product launch, her targeting was quite strong, what's your connection with her?"

"She and Wen Fei are friends, does that count?" Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips. The only relationship between the two was that they competed on the same stage. Xu Qingcheng had heard Qing Yao mention that Jiang Xin and her boyfriend had created rumors about her behind the scenes.

"However, I don't think plagiarism needs a reason; it's a matter of character. Although I don't have direct evidence, I'm not entirely without evidence either. I'm determined to argue with her about this matter." Xu Qingcheng's face turned cold. No matter the reason, plagiarism is just too low.

"You're right." Song Chang nodded, then looked up at her. "You've thought it all through, so why are you crying like this?"

Xu Qingcheng choked for a moment, her face silently turning red. She coughed lightly to cover it up, "I can't vent yet."

She admitted that she was being dramatic. When he coaxed her gently, she broke down emotionally, and all the emotions that had been building up inside her with nowhere to go poured out like a flood.

Regret, grievance, and heartache all combined, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

It really wasn't because of Jiang Xin.

"Fine, vent a little. Now, do you want to explain what this letter F means?" Song Chang scoffed. "Luckily, the news coverage was suppressed, otherwise the whole world would be asking what this 'f' stands for. Xu Qingcheng, you're really something, you just can't let him go, can you? I thought you'd really decided to let go."

"I want to let go too," Xu Qingcheng muttered softly, pursing her lips.

Song Chang rolled her eyes. Okay, you can tell what she means just by listening to that. She just can't let go.

"I knew it would be like this." Song Chang pouted. "From the moment you gave birth to Xu Yuan, I knew you were doomed. Your life is ruined by Fu Jingting. Hey, tell me, what's so great about that man? Is he worth all this?"

Xu Qingcheng thought for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Does being handsome count?"

"You're crazy!" Song Chang laughed along. "Aren't there so many handsome male celebrities who are handsome too?"

"Does having money and connections count?"

"Fine, that's why you approached him in the first place." Song Chang glanced at her sideways. "You wouldn't have already set your sights on him back then, would you?"

"No, that's not it." But when did you start liking it?!

She couldn't explain it either.

She didn't know exactly what she liked about him, but only in front of him could she be the real Xu Qingcheng.

She doesn't have to force herself to be strong.

Who wants to be all things to all people and invulnerable to all attacks? It's just that people are forced to be by life's circumstances.

Xu Qingyao said she was pretentious, and she really was pretentious.

But it's not something you can be sentimental about in front of everyone.

Xu Qingcheng retorted, "What's so good about Song Xingzhi that makes you like him?"

"My brother is a complete hypocrite, a refined scoundrel, presentable in public and also capable of sleeping with women. Is Fu Jingting like that too?"

Song Chang leaves no room for criticism when she starts.

"You're really something!" Xu Qingcheng almost choked on her words.

Meanwhile, the two people who were far away sneezed at the same time.

Xu Qingcheng took a sip of the hot and sour soup and felt that the taste was bland, so she got up and went into the kitchen to get a bottle of vinegar and poured some into her bowl.

"I think it's a bit bland, would you like some added?"

Song Chang quickly covered her bowl, "I don't need it, I think it's sour enough."

Is it sour?

Xu Qingcheng didn't think so; she thought adding a little bit was just right.

Song Chang watched as she drank one bowl, then scooped out another, and added vinegar to her own bowl. Miss Song's radar-like eyes scanned her.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Hurry up and eat. Clean up after you're done. I have to go to the company in a bit. Brother Yin isn't here. I don't care about this incident myself, but I'm worried about the consequences."

"Your tastes have changed quite a bit lately." Song Chang took a sip of the hot and sour soup in her bowl, and even then, she found it sour.

Even the thinnest women are afraid of gaining weight. When we were in college, we went to a health class together. The teacher said that eating too much salt not only causes many diseases but also makes it easy to gain weight.

Xu Qingcheng is very strict with her figure, and Song Chang only gradually got used to a light diet with less oil and salt after being guided by her.

Xu Qingcheng paused for a moment while holding the bowl.

Song Chang simply put down her spoon. "Are you hiding something from me? Confess and you'll be treated leniently, resist and you'll be punished severely."

Xu Qingcheng didn't intend to hide it from Song Chang, but with so many things piling up lately, she hadn't had time to think about it.

"I am pregnant."

"What?" Song Chang was utterly shocked. "Pregnant? Whose?"

After asking, she slapped herself hard. There was no need to ask; it must have been Fu Jingting.

"Does Fu Jingting know?"

Xu Qingcheng nodded.

"You...you two...you've made up?" Song Chang was truly incoherent.

"no."

"No?" Song Chang's eyes almost popped out.

"It's not that..." Xu Qingcheng didn't know what to say, so she simply told her everything.

Song Chang rubbed her throbbing temples. "Wait, wait, let me sort out the timeline. You said you were three months pregnant? Back then, no, back then he and Wen Fei... ugh, that woman is two-faced, they weren't engaged. The key point is, back then we thought they were a couple. So... he replaced the birth control pills he gave you with hangover pills? How could Fu Jingting be so despicable?!"

"What are your plans?"

Xu Qingcheng covered her face. "The doctor said that since I'm too far along in my pregnancy, I can only have an induced labor."

Song Chang's mind went blank. "You want to do it? Have you forgotten what the doctor said when you made your wish... you..."

"I know." Xu Qingcheng stirred the soup in her bowl with her chopsticks. "I made a wish, so it doesn't really matter."

"That's true. But it's very harmful to your health. What if they remove your uterus?"

Xu Qingcheng gasped, and Song Chang slapped her mouth. "I was just saying. Fu Jingting knows, so he wants you to get an abortion too?"

Xu Qingcheng shook his head; on the contrary, he wanted to stay.

He said he respected my decision.

Song Chang scoffed, "Now you say you respect your decision, why didn't you interfere earlier?"

Complaints aside, "Wasn't there a better way? How could you only find out now?! If you had known more than a month earlier, you could have had a medical abortion."

But hindsight is always 20/20.

"Who else knows you're pregnant?"

Xu Qingcheng shook her head. "I didn't tell anyone when I found out. I was thinking of finding a time to have surgery so I wouldn't have to tell anyone."

Once it's resolved, there's no need to tell anyone.

Song Chang didn't know what to say for a moment. Children are not toys; they are born with responsibilities.

Not having children is also a dilemma.

Therefore, it's best to avoid any unexpected events.

The restaurant fell silent for a moment, and no one spoke.

Xu Qingcheng got up to tidy up the things on the dining table, and Song Chang also got up to help her.

As Song Chang put the items into the sink, she noticed a men's watch placed beside it.

She grabbed it and handed it directly to Xu Qingcheng, asking, "Whose is this? Who stayed here last night?"

"What kind of tone is that? Are you catching me cheating?" Xu Qingcheng blushed, took the watch from her hand, and walked out.

"Catching someone in the act? I know who it is even without you catching them." Song Chang was truly exasperated with his son's lack of self-control. "Did they give you a little something and you're already completely blinded by greed?"

"Nonsense."

"Stop talking nonsense." Song Chang reached out and pulled her pajamas by the collar, revealing clear hickeys on her chest. "If you didn't agree, would he treat you like this?"

Xu Qingcheng slapped Song Chang's hand away, her face turning red.

She was genuinely troubled; there were some things she couldn't tell her elders, so she could only talk to her best friend.

Even if Song Chang doesn't come today, Xu Qingcheng will still call her.

The two sat down on the sofa, and Xu Qingcheng grabbed a cushion and put it in her arms, her eyes sparkling.

"Changchang, he said he loves me."

"A man's words are deceitful; I suspect he just wants you to have his babies."

Song Chang was blunt. Why should she? That scoundrel hurt Qingcheng so much, and then she was tricked back into going with just a few words.

"But what can I do? I really want to believe him." Xu Qingcheng lifted up the pillow, hiding half of her face behind it, her eyes curving like crescent moons.

Song Chang glanced at her and immediately laughed in anger. She snatched the pillow from Xu Qingcheng's arms and said, "What are you blocking? Do you think I can't see your flirtatious face?"

Xu Qingcheng, embarrassed by the teasing, reached out and patted her.

Between best friends, things that can't be said to others can be said directly like this.

"Changchang, when they told me he was dead, my heart died too. I really hated myself then. But then I saw him again, standing healthy in front of me. I felt that God had taken pity on me and sent him back. In the days and nights he was gone, I really, really missed him, I cried, and I wanted to tell him that I had given birth to Xuyuan and that she was doing well."

So, when I saw him again, I couldn't control myself. I don't deny that I was wrong about the past, and even though he hates me, I wanted to try. I just wanted to tell him that I love him.

As Xu Qingcheng spoke, tears began to flow. Song Chang's eyes also reddened. She sat down and reached out to hug Qingcheng. "Qingcheng, you are braver than me."

Xu Qingcheng wiped away her tears and smiled, "But when he rejected me, my heart was truly broken. It shattered completely. I still don't dare to think about how I got through that night. Really, I felt that we were not meant to be together in this life, and that I would never be with him again."

But he said he loved me, so I...

"Can't you be a little more reserved? He just wiped everything away with one sentence?"

"But he said he loves me." Xu Qingcheng tilted her head, and strands of hair slipped off her shoulder. The woman's tearful eyes shone with an indescribable shyness and joy.

"Oh my, you're so sweet! I love you too. Why don't you ever say that?" Song Chang bumped her shoulder.

"How can that be the same?!" Xu Qingcheng glanced at Song Chang sideways. "If Song Xingzhi were to tell you 'I love you,' I reckon you would definitely cry."

A thought struck Song Chang, and as she imagined the scene, she suddenly smiled.

She didn't know if he would cry or not, but she would definitely rush over and kiss him.

"So when Fu Jingting confessed his feelings to you, you just gave in to everything without hesitation?"

"No. How could I agree just because he said so?" Xu Qingcheng raised her chin slightly.

Song Chang clicked her tongue twice, pointing at her with her finger, "So you're saying no? You're saying no to him giving you hickeys? Wait, you're pregnant, you two..."

"I didn't do it!" Xu Qingcheng reached out and pushed Song Chang away.

"Oh, he can really hold back?"

"Mind your own business."

"So you can tolerate it?"

"Song Chang!"

"Come on, tell me, after he confessed to you, what was the first thing you wanted to do after you came to your senses? Don't be coy." Song Chang pressed for answers.

Xu Qingcheng thought for a moment, "Tell the truth or lie?"

"Of course it's the truth."

"I want to kiss him, I want to tear his shirt and pounce on him. I want to tell him that I love him too, for a long time." Xu Qingcheng's nose tingled, and she said the most shameless words, but she wanted to cry.

Song Chang raised his hand and slapped the two palms together. "If that day ever comes, I will definitely put it into practice."

The two of them burst into laughter.

He came back from hell and stood in front of her to confess his feelings. She didn't want to continue being coy and reserved, but she couldn't help but tease him and not let him have his way.

But seeing him unhappy made her feel sorry for him.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly sat up straight. "But I didn't last night. He said he didn't hate me and loved me, but I didn't respond to him at all."

"Oh, you've been kissed all over your body and you're still acting all high and mighty? Can you even keep it up? You just didn't get a chance to reciprocate, did you?"

Xu Qingcheng slapped her repeatedly, "Don't embarrass me. Seriously, if I don't take the initiative, won't he get tired of me?"

"No way. Do you think someone as despicable as Fu Jingting wouldn't see through it?!"

"Who's the jerk?" Xu Qingcheng slapped her.

"You're already protecting him?" Song Chang laughed. "I think you're fine as you are. You always have to keep him on his toes. A wife isn't so easy to win over. I bet Second Young Master Fu has never seriously pursued a woman before."

Xu Qingcheng smiled, and when she heard the sound of the door lock, she turned her head to look at the entrance.

"What's wrong?" Song Chang asked.

"I think I heard a noise at the door." Xu Qingcheng listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything anymore.

Fu Jingting closed the door.

He only came back halfway because he was worried about her, but he didn't expect to run into her chatting with Song Chang.

How long did it take him to arrive?

Just right, I heard the whole thing.

He heard her say that she missed him so much that she cried, and he wanted to tell her that making a wish was also a good thing.

Even if she didn't say those words, he should have known.

However, hearing it with one's own ears is always more shocking. When she said these words with tears in her eyes and a smile on her face, he really wanted to hug her and kiss her.

Never before have I felt such resentment towards everything I had done to her.

He's the one who dragged her into this mess, so how could she have the right to resent him?

Yet he was so relieved that she hadn't completely let him go, that she still loved him.

Fu Jingting took a deep breath, his eyes and brows full of smiles, and he took out his phone to call her.

"Are you awake?"

Upon hearing his question, Xu Qingcheng's cheeks flushed, and memories of yesterday flooded her mind.

She took her phone and went to answer a call, avoiding Song Chang.

Song Chang knew whose call it was just by looking at her.

"You make the call, I'm leaving now." Song Chang picked up her bag, stood up, gestured to Xu Qingcheng to make a call if needed, and then opened the door and left.

Before the elevator doors closed, Song Chang hurriedly blocked the closing doors and stepped inside.

She paused for a moment when she saw the man in the elevator.

Fu Jingting was talking on his phone with one hand and pressing buttons on the first floor with the other.

"Kathy replied that she would explain within three days. Just think about your own requirements and don't worry about anything else."

"I'll pick you up this afternoon to go get Xuyuan."

That concludes with a few words.

Just as it was time to hang up, Fu Jingting suddenly called out to her, "Qingcheng."

Xu Qingcheng hummed in agreement.

"miss you."

On the other end of the phone, Xu Qingcheng blushed and cursed, "Crazy!"

He hung up the phone in a hurry.

Fu Jingting put his phone away with a smile in his eyes.

Song Chang was seen holding onto the elevator wall with one hand.

I almost fainted from the sourness.

The man raised an eyebrow, his face completely at ease.

Song Chang, "..."

As they stepped out of the elevator, Song Chang couldn't help but ask him, "Why did you make that call when we were already at the door?"

"I won't disturb your conversation."

Song Chang, "..."

Song Chang, "How much did you eavesdrop on?"

"all."

Song Chang, "..."

"You don't need to tell her I know; I'll make her say it to me again herself."

Song Chang glanced at him sideways, "I'm too bored to say anything. I'm going to advise Qingcheng not to be with you."

Fu Jingting looked at her. "Does Song Xingzhi know that you want to pounce on him all the time?"

Song Chang, "..."

"Girls should be more reserved."

"……"Depend on!

Song Chang's forehead twitched. "Is your Qingcheng reserved?"

Your family is stunning?!

This form of address made Fu Jingting feel incredibly comfortable. He raised an eyebrow slightly, "Be reserved with others, but not with me."

Song Chang, "..." What's wrong with her discussing modesty with him?

What kind of man did Xu Qingcheng choose?