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

She looked accusatory, her pretty face cold and aloof, and she lowered her shoulders to avoid his embrace.

Fu Jingting reached out and pulled the person back. "Want to know?"

She glanced at him, giving him a look that said, "What nonsense are you spouting?" She didn't want to know what he was asking.

"Fu Jingting, what exactly did you do that I don't know?" Xu Qingcheng questioned.

"There shouldn't be much you don't know," the man thought for a moment, but still used a conservative approach.

Xu Qingcheng frowned. "Should?"

The man chuckled and reached out to pull her waist into his arms, ignoring her struggles. His arms held her tightly, like an iron clamp. He looked down at her and said, "I'm afraid I might forget something, so I haven't said anything too definitive. What if you suddenly bring up old grievances later? Wouldn't I be in deep trouble?"

His eyes were gentle and smiling, and he lowered his posture so much that Xu Qingcheng could hardly maintain her composure under his smile.

She struggled slightly, "Don't be so tight, just talk."

"I want it this tight, because I'm afraid you'll get angry and run away if I tell you something later." He didn't hide his fear, his arms tightly locked around her.

Xu Qingcheng wondered where she could possibly escape to.

But she had to admit that the care he showed in his words made her heart flutter.

"Will you tell me or not?"

She pretended to be impatient and nudged his chest.

"You plotted to marry me back then, and I was just playing along." I even gave it a little push.

Fu Jingting looked down at her, watching her eyes widen little by little.

So... he actually knew about her plan all along?

Why?

He brought Shengshi into the game, not necessarily at the cost of their marriage. His purposeful investment had already made it impossible for her and Shengshi to separate themselves from him.

"If I told you that back then I went to great lengths to win you over, and that it was decided that you could only be my wife, Fu Jingting's wife, and that no one else would ever have the chance to marry you, would you believe me?" The man's voice was low and slow, but his words were crystal clear.

His dark eyes stared at her, as if trying to see deep into her heart through her gaze.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned, unable to process the information for a moment.

At that time, she was so eager to scheme against him that she even faked a pregnancy, and she was terrified of being discovered. So, in fact, he always knew.

The arm around her waist suddenly tightened, pulling her even closer. Her body pressed against his, forcing her to look up at him.

"Do you believe me?" he asked her in a low voice.

"So, you knew all about what I did, didn't you?" Xu Qingcheng's tongue trembled. She had done so many things, worrying about being discovered while also struggling with the thought of using him. So, he actually knew all about it back then?!

Did you know from the beginning that I wasn't pregnant?

Fu Jingting stared intently at her, "I'd rather you were really pregnant."

"You!" Xu Qingcheng choked on her words. All her schemes were child's play in his eyes. She angrily slapped his chest, her eyes reddening. "How could you be so mean? You watched me smugly, thinking you'd succeeded, while secretly laughing at my overestimation of myself? Why didn't you just expose me? Do you know how conflicted I was inside? You… um…"

Her lips were suddenly captured by his kiss, and he swallowed her voice. Xu Qingcheng felt ashamed, angry, and shocked. She was the only one putting on an act, but in reality, everyone else was looking down on her.

"Mmm... let go... ugh..."

Her voice was forcefully swallowed up by him, giving her no chance to speak. The redness in her eyes was so pitiful that it made one want to kiss her.

Fu Jingting kissed her, gradually swallowing up all her anger until she nestled softly in his arms, all her thorns gone.

The woman's eyes were tinged with lust by his gaze. She slapped him, embarrassed and annoyed, "Don't think you can make me stop asking just because you're being shameless."

"How do you act shamelessly?" His eyes deepened, like the darkest night sky with a vast expanse of stars. He raised an eyebrow, reached out and pinched her flushed cheek, asking with ill intent, "Tell me."

Xu Qingcheng's face burned. "Aren't you annoying?!"

Her charmingly annoyed voice was enough to make anyone's heart race.

Fu Jingting chuckled softly. He encircled her, looking at her with an incredibly serious gaze. "Back then, all I wanted was to possess that little vixen. I wanted to marry her, to tell the whole world she was mine, and to tell all those restless men to give up. I wanted her to have my child, so even if she later discovered I had schemed against her, she wouldn't be able to escape. I wanted to give her everything for the rest of my life, to make up for all my mistakes and missed opportunities."

Xu Qingcheng's eyes flickered, unable to bear his gaze any longer. She turned her eyes away and said, "What are you telling me? Go find that little vixen."

"Where can we look?"

"Go look for me wherever you want, just don't look for me."

Fu Jingting chuckled and reached out to turn her face towards him. "Qingcheng."

When he called her name, she felt completely numb. She loved it when he called her name; his voice was deep and slightly hoarse, giving her name a rough quality, subtly teasing her ears and heart, full of indescribable intimacy and ambiguity.

She liked him calling him that, just like she had called Jingting affectionately countless times in her heart, but never dared to call him that in front of him, as if her teeth would fall out, also for fear of being laughed at by him.

When you truly care about someone, you easily become anxious and insecure; she wasn't like that when she didn't like him.

He cradled her face, forcing her to look up at him. The emotions in her eyes were undisguised; her eyelashes trembled gently like butterfly wings. "What?"

She replied sweetly, her voice both soft and slightly hoarse.

"I only have one little enchantress, who has captivated my soul." His palm gently caressed her cheek. "The name Xu Qingcheng is etched into every bone of my body. Even if I have to deceive her, I will win her over. I will trick her into marrying me, into having my child, and into loving me."

He paused, then gently touched her lips. "I'm afraid she doesn't love me, that she's hiding someone else in her heart and won't let go. I'm afraid she'll find out I lied to her and won't want me anymore."

He can be a powerful and influential figure outside, but in front of her, he is so concerned that he becomes worried, afraid, and hesitant.

"Who has someone else in their heart? No one does," Xu Qingcheng retorted, adding that there was no one else in their heart for a long time.

Only him.

The cautiousness in his voice brought tears to her eyes, and the light in her eyes seemed about to spill over.

Her nose stung with tears. She didn't want him to be like this. She couldn't stand seeing him like this. He was shameless and improper, and he spoke bluntly and rudely. He was not the kind of person who cared about others.

Even if it were herself, she wouldn't want him to be like this.

A smile crept into the man's eyes. "I just want to ask you, can you let me fool you one more time? Marry me again?"

Tears suddenly streamed down her face without warning. She pulled her hand away from his, buried her face in his chest, and sobbed, "Who wants to be lied to by you? Who wants to marry you?"

Her tears fell and soaked his shirt. The man reached out and tugged at her, but she refused to get up, tears streaming down her face. She must have looked awful crying.

Fu Jingting gently pulled her close. "Qingcheng, I've loved you for a long time. I want to hold you, kiss you, and have you smile in my arms."

"Stop talking! Where did you learn all these words from?!" How annoying! This person always manages to drive you crazy with their words, but now they're showering you with sweet talk.

He must have done his research beforehand.

Fu Jingting chuckled softly, pulled her hands around his body, and made her hug him.

She was shy and didn't want to look up, but he was happy to let her stay in his arms like that.

She lied to him about being pregnant and wanting to marry him, and he said he played along, that he liked her even back then?!

What to do? She was absolutely overjoyed.

Xu Qingcheng tightened her arms around him, snuggling closer to him, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't believe your sweet talk. You clearly only wanted to sleep with me back then."

Xu Qingcheng's ear was tugged, and her face rolled in his arms.

Fu Jingting was almost amused by her accusation. He tugged at her ear and scraped her cheek with his fingers. "You don't want to sleep with me?"

Xu Qingcheng shuddered; his words were simply too much of a blunder...

She pinched his waist hard with her fingers, then the man grabbed her hand. His throat was itchy, and he bent down slightly to whisper in her ear, "I want to sleep with you now."

Her ears turned red right before his eyes, a deep, vivid red.

"Close your eyes and don't look at me," she suddenly said in a muffled voice. "I need to wash my face; I look ugly from crying."

Fu Jingting smiled and picked him up in his arms. "Okay, let's wash your face."

He carried her to the bathroom, but Xu Qingcheng turned her face away from him, saying, "Put me down, I don't want you to see."

"You're not ugly, you're still very pretty." Fu Jingting put her down, turned on the tap, scooped up some water, and was really going to help her wash her face.

They had washed their faces, but both of them were still wet from the splashes.

Fu Jingting took a towel and wiped her face. He stood in front of her, his white shirt soaked and clinging to his body, revealing the texture of his muscles in a blatant way.

Xu Qingcheng stared at it, her face turning red.

She reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, starting with the top button and working her way up, until the man's chest was exposed before her eyes.

Fu Jingting grabbed her hand, his voice hoarse, "What do you want to do?"

"My clothes are wet." She looked up, her eyes also wet.

Depend on!

Fu Jingting cursed under his breath.

She unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, pulled the hem of his shirt out of his waistband, and traced his muscles upwards with her fingertips, finally landing on the scar on his chest. Tears suddenly welled up again. "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"You'll look ugly if you keep crying."

Fu Jingting grabbed her hand and held it in his palm. He couldn't bear to hear her apologize to him. He clenched his teeth and his entire face tensed up. "Don't apologize to me. You'll have to spend the rest of your life making up for it."

I've felt pain, hatred, and anger, but no matter what, I still want her.

Xu Qingcheng leaned closer, her lips gently touching the wound on his chest, her expression devout and affectionate.

The man's muscles twitched sharply as he picked him up and carried him to the shower. "Addicted to torturing me, huh?"

He glanced at her sideways and asked in a low voice, "Did the doctor say we can have sex after three months?"

Xu Qingcheng blushed, "No, I'm pregnant with twins."

Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow at her, his expression wicked. "There are other ways."

Xu Qingcheng reached out and slapped him on the face.

……

When Xu Qingcheng woke up in his arms, the man was still asleep, his delicate features exposed in the morning sunlight.

She rested her head on one of his arms, her head nestled in the crook of his shoulder, and below her, a little one squeezed between them, a tiny, lotus-root-like leg draped over him.

When did he bring Xu Yuan over?

Xu Qingcheng reached out and pulled Xu Yuan's legs down, and the little one half-turned over and squeezed even more towards her father.

It was even more intimate than her posture.

Xu Qingcheng pouted, then looked up at the man's face. Her fingers quietly crept up his brow bone, his nose, and then to his lips. Her fingertips felt as if they had been burned, and her face turned red.

She quickly withdrew her fingers and buried her blushing face in the crook of his neck.

No intimacy can compare to the entanglement of the body, expressing affection for each other through actions rather than words.

But due to her physical condition, they were both restrained and unable to bear it; the feeling was like their hearts were on fire.

Xu Qingcheng covered her burning face, feeling both embarrassed and wanting to laugh.

He was sleeping soundly; she seemed to have rarely seen him so relaxed and asleep.

The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang, and Xu Qingcheng quickly reached over to silence it, watching as his brows furrowed and then relaxed.

Just as Xu Qingcheng was about to put her phone down, she heard a voice coming from it, "Don't forget your appointment at nine today. It's you who's sick, not me. You only come when you remember, and don't come when you don't. You can't even get better yourself, yet you're ruining my reputation."

A medical consultation? A doctor?

Xu Qingcheng frowned. She picked up her phone and saw that it was Lu Jingzhou calling. She had accidentally pressed the answer button when she had put it on silent.

Xu Qingcheng answered the phone and walked outside. "What's wrong with him?"

A woman's voice suddenly came from the phone, still hoarse from just waking up.

Lu Jingzhou was taken aback. He glanced at the phone number. "I didn't dial the wrong number. Isn't this Fu Jingting's phone?"

"It's his," Xu Qingcheng said softly. "He's still asleep. Dr. Lu, what's wrong with him?"

"He's still not awake?" Lu Jingzhou checked the time, puzzled. What time was it?!

and many more.

woman?

Lu Jingzhou remained silent for a long while, then asked, "Xu Qingcheng?"

Xu Qingcheng didn't know Lu Jingzhou, but he called out her name accurately, which surprised her.

"Do you know me?"

"I've heard of him." Lu Jingzhou chuckled. "Since you're here, I won't say more. Let him sleep a little longer if he's asleep. You're more effective than medicine."

Ok?

Before Xu Qingcheng could ask any more questions, the other end of the phone had already hung up.

Xu Qingcheng put down her phone and went to wash up. The bathroom was a mess last night, so she tidied it up.

I went to the kitchen and cooked some porridge, and steamed an egg custard for Xuyuan.

She hoped that she would wake up no later than 8 a.m., and she did wake up, but when she saw that her father was still sleeping, she fell asleep again.

After a while, she couldn't hold it in any longer and twisted her little body, shouting, "Daddy, I need to pee, I can't hold it in anymore!"

Fu Jingting was pushed up by a pair of small hands, and he carried her to the bathroom.

It was already bright daylight, and the sunlight was at its strongest.

Fu Jingting pressed his temples, feeling somewhat dazed; it had been so long since he had woken up at this hour.

Fu Jingting carried Xu Yuan out, and he saw that it was almost nine o'clock.

Xu Qingcheng, wearing a nightgown, stood in the kitchen waiting for the pot to boil.

Fu Jingting held Xu Yuan in his arms and stood in the living room looking over, and his heart became particularly at peace.

Xu Qingcheng took out her phone and sent a message to Song Chang.

A beauty that could topple kingdoms: He said he loved me.

"Do whatever you want: Are you crazy? Trying to show off to me? Didn't he say that before?"

A beauty that could topple kingdoms: Hmm. But this time it's more formal.

A beauty that could topple kingdoms: He said that when I plotted to marry him, he was actually playing along.

Do as you please: ? ? ? ? ? So back then he had already... made up his mind to commit marriage fraud?

A beauty that could topple kingdoms: What is marriage fraud?!

Do whatever you want: No, you're also a marriage fraudster!

Do whatever you want: What a pair of despicable people!

A beauty that could topple kingdoms: Get out!

Do whatever you want: I'm off! I don't like sweets lately, they're too cloying.

A beauty that could topple kingdoms: Can I say I'm very happy? I'm overjoyed.

Speak your mind: He confessed his love to you first thing in the morning? What's so beautiful about having sleepy eyes?!

"A beauty that could topple kingdoms: *slap*! I'll beat you to death! Not this morning, but last night."

Do whatever you want: Ah, last night! Don't forget you have two little babies in your belly, don't go too far!

Beauty that could topple kingdoms: Don't get the wrong idea!

Do whatever you want: Tsk tsk tsk, do you really think you're some innocent fairy?! Have you exposed her yet?

Xu Qingcheng blushed slightly as she typed on her phone.

A beauty that could topple kingdoms: I couldn't resist the urge to seduce him and watch him lose control.

Song Chang was really something else. She slammed her chopsticks down and refused to eat anymore. Just those few lines of text from Xu Qingcheng were overflowing with pink bubbles.

What did she do wrong to deserve being bombarded with dog food by Xu Qingcheng?

"Who are you chatting with so intently?" A man's voice suddenly appeared beside her ear, startling Xu Qingcheng so much that she almost threw her phone away.

"You...you're awake?"

Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow. "So frightened."

"I was chatting with Song Chang when you suddenly appeared." Xu Qingcheng put her phone aside and locked the screen.

She looked up at him. "Lu Jingzhou called you and told you to go see a doctor. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. He's just a quack doctor; he misdiagnosed you."

Dr. Lu, who was at the clinic, sneezed several times in a row... I wonder who was cursing at him again.

Xu Qingcheng's phone, which was on the table, rang again.

Do whatever you want: Oh my, I just want to seduce him, I just want to see him lose control... Aren't you ashamed to say that?

Do whatever you want: How does your man taste?

When both people looked at it at the same time, the two messages were prominently displayed on the lock screen.

Xu Qingcheng really wanted to strangle Song Chang.

Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow at her, the glint in his eyes so sinister it made her blush.

……

Keith has proactively admitted to plagiarism and will take responsibility for the negative impact it has caused.

X (the unknown party) requested a public explanation meeting and demanded that the plagiarist apologize in public.

Jiang Xin attended the meeting without makeup that day; her lips were very pale, and she looked completely lifeless.

Lou Xue whispered in Xu Qingcheng's ear, "I think she's wearing foundation on her lips."