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

Xu Qingcheng paused for a moment, then said, "You video chatted? Even if you're together, things might not turn out well."

Song Chang glanced at her. "If you call Fu Jingting at one or two in the morning and hear another woman affectionately calling him Jingting on the other end, would you think, 'Oh, nothing'?"

"..."

You can always analyze things clearly when it doesn't happen to you.

"Changchang, I don't know how to say this. I've made a complete mess of my own situation. I know he doesn't love me and is scheming against me. I was devastated when he had someone else in his heart. But now, no matter what, I can't give Fu Jingting up to another woman, not anyone. Since he says he loves me, he should love me forever. I won't accept any hesitation from him. Of course, I won't give him any chance either."

Once you've experienced the happiness of sharing your deepest feelings with someone, you won't want to lose it.

"Everyone's situation is different, so whether I comfort you or not doesn't really help," Xu Qingcheng said, taking Song Chang's arm. "I'll just offer you a shoulder to lean on when you want to cry."

The Song family's system has a military and political background and is very complicated. The main sphere of influence of Song Xingzhi's biological parents is not in Ancheng, but in Jingjin City.

Song Xingzhi's current parents are his distant uncles.

Song Xingzhi was fostered, and Song Chang had no direct blood relation to the Song family.

She was arranged to live with the Song family by Song Xingzhi's biological parents when she was six or seven years old.

Qin Mingyue was the arranged marriage partner chosen for Song Xingzhi by his own parents. This complicated relationship was like a dead end, impossible to resolve.

Song Chang leaned against Xu Qingcheng's shoulder, then straightened up and smiled, "It's already like this, so even if you want to cry, just smile. You might forget about it as you smile."

Xu Qingcheng nodded to Song Chang, then remained silent.

The two went to see a movie, but Song Chang's phone kept ringing afterward. She was so busy replying to messages that she didn't really have time to watch the movie, and when she came out, her face was dark.

"What's wrong? Who's so ungrateful that Miss Song can't even enjoy a movie?" Xu Qingcheng asked.

"They just don't know what's good for them," Song Chang said, then pulled Xu Qingcheng along. "Come on, let's go shopping."

What do you want to buy?

"Buy clothes."

Xu Qingcheng was dragged by Song Chang to choose clothes. The store they went into was a brand she usually liked to wear.

"Didn't you go shopping with me a few days ago? I can't wear clothes for more than a few days at this age, so I won't buy any more. You can go and see what you like." As my belly gets bigger every day, the sizes always seem to go out of style after a while.

"I didn't say I was going to buy it for you, but I wanted to try your style of dressing too." Song Chang went in, rummaged around, and chose a black bodycon skirt with mesh sleeves and a small slit, simple yet sexy.

Song Chang handed it to her, asking, "Is it pretty?"

"nice."

Xu Qingcheng nodded, and Song Chang smiled mischievously, "Shall we each wear one of these?"

"Get lost." Xu Qingcheng slapped Song Chang hard. Her belly was very obvious when she wore this tight-fitting style.

"Then wear this one. This one won't show your belly. Go change quickly, let's go out and show off our bellies." Song Chang pointed to the Azure Spirit halter-neck fairy dress in the Central District.

Regardless of whether Xu Qingcheng wanted to or not, he simply grabbed the clothes and stuffed them into her arms, and the two of them went into a fitting room to change.

Xu Qingcheng looks ethereal and elegant in this dress, which suits her perfectly. Her long, wavy hair is draped down, and her fair skin is faintly visible through the black stockings. She looks absolutely stunning.

Song Chang was equally stunning; her outfit accentuated her figure beautifully. However, Ms. Song didn't usually like this kind of clothing because it was inconvenient, but that didn't mean it wasn't suitable for her.

Pairing it with a black collarbone necklace is extremely alluring.

They are truly different styles, yet equally eye-catching.

Song Chang turned around in front of the full-length mirror, then swayed her hips and leaned against Xu Qingcheng. "I have good taste, right? I told you this would look good on you."

Before Xu Qingcheng could even nod, Miss Song had already rushed off to pay the bill, instructing the waiter to cut off the tags so they could leave in their new clothes.

Xu Qingcheng glanced at the tag, then looked at Song Chang and said, "So generous?" She even paid for her bill.

"Anyway, it wasn't my card that was swiped."

"Um?"

Miss Song laughed and pretended to be clueless, then dragged Xu Qingcheng to get her hair done.

By the time this happened, it was already late and dark.

Xu Qingcheng frowned. Looking at her silent phone, she couldn't help but dial Fu Jingting's number.

It took quite a while for the call to connect. Xu Qingcheng asked him, "Aren't you coming to pick me up?"

"I still have some things to take care of, so let Song Chang take you home first," Fu Jingting instructed. "I might arrive a little later; I'll go straight back after making a wish."

Xu Qingcheng hummed in agreement and didn't ask any further questions.

She wasn't exactly angry, just a little disappointed; she had had such wonderful plans for the day.

The two of us can go shopping and watch a movie together, and tomorrow we can take Xuyuan to the amusement park.

He asked her to marry him several times, but she never seriously agreed.

But because of Xu Yuan and the fact that she was pregnant with two babies, their relationship was now inseparable.

They can't simply talk about love like ordinary couples.

But occasionally, there is also anticipation.

The order of their relationship was completely out of sync, unlike any other situation.

Having never experienced these typical dating stages, I'm tempted to give it a try.

I want to see what it's like to go on a date with Fu Jingting.

"What's wrong? You're unhappy that he stood you up?" Song Chang clicked her tongue twice. "I'm with you, and look at you, still acting like this. You're not satisfied?"

Xu Qingcheng got into the car, covering one side of her face with one hand. "I want to hold his hand, go shopping, watch movies, and kiss him. I want to do all the things that couples do with each other."

"Come on, are you trying to be innocent?" Song Chang reached out and gently touched her stomach. "How did this thing come about?"

Xu Qingcheng slapped her hand away and couldn't help but laugh, "I also think it's kind of pretentious."

"But thinking about it makes me feel so happy. Imagine suddenly holding his hand in front of a lot of people, jumping up and kissing him." Xu Qingcheng clicked her tongue, a little annoyed. "But he definitely wouldn't blush."

"Not only will you not blush, but you'll be the one blushing and dizzy from kissing him." Song Chang clicked her tongue and looked at her. "Do you think Fu Jingting is some innocent little boy who would play this game with you?! I think he'd rather lock you up in a hotel for three days and three nights."

"Don't talk about it so suggestively." Xu Qingcheng felt her face flush as she thought about the scene.

"Oh dear, what are you thinking about? You're blushing already," Song Chang teased her.

Xu Qingcheng hummed in response, "Changchang, do you think I'm under Fu Jingting's spell? I used to hate glib and frivolous men, but why do I like him so much?"

When she talked about Fu Jingting, her eyebrows curved into a smile, and the woman who was originally disappointed and angry had stars in her eyes.

Song Chang had a headache. "Xu Qingcheng, can you please stop saying you love him all the time? It's so sickeningly sweet."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot that you're all alone and can't handle stress."

"Xu Qingcheng!!" Song Chang cursed at her angrily.

On the way to Jingshan No. 1, as the car turned onto the side road, Xu Qingcheng suddenly asked her, "Did I tell you I live at Jingshan No. 1?"

"No? Go ahead and tell me."

Xu Qingcheng glanced at her sideways. "Really?"

"What's wrong with you staying at his place? I won't laugh at you," Song Chang retorted. "You'll marry him sooner or later, share a room and a bed, what's there to be ashamed of!"

Speaking of marriage, Xu Qingcheng was extremely frustrated. "He only knows how to tell me to marry him, but he doesn't even know how to propose. How am I supposed to agree to him? Do I have to ask him for something like this?"

Song Chang chuckled, "This man is so unromantic, look how frustrated Miss Xu is."

The two arrived at their destination amidst laughter and banter. Xu Qingcheng got out of the car and was about to reach for her things in the trunk when Song Chang rolled down the window. "You go in first. I'll park the car over there and bring them over for you in a bit."

After saying that, Song Chang stepped on the gas and parked to the side.

It was completely dark, and the lights at Jingshan No. 1 were not on.

It seems he hasn't returned.

The landscape lights outside weren't on either. Xu Qingcheng walked over, thinking she should have someone check them.

As she approached the door and her foot touched the ground, it was as if she had stepped on a switch; a string of floor lights suddenly lit up around her.

Xu Qingcheng was startled and turned her head to look to the side.

Suddenly, a series of hooligan whistles rose from some corner, exposing the figures that had been hidden in the darkness under the dim light.

The photographer carrying the camera was pointing it directly at her.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly covered her face with her hands, as if she suddenly understood everything.

My heart was pounding wildly, with a mix of eagerness, excitement, and shyness.

Xu Qingcheng took a step forward, and with each step, a string of lights lit up on both sides, as if a path had been paved with light. The pink petals on the ground were illuminated by the lights and looked delicate and beautiful, gently gathering at her feet.

After taking a few more steps, a circle of lights suddenly appeared beneath her feet, encircling her in the center.

Xu Qingcheng stood still, when suddenly the lights above her head blazed on, and strings of light bulbs stretched out in the air like starlight, illuminating the entire courtyard.

Flowers and balloons, exquisite decorations, and her pale blue dress made her look like an elf who had descended to earth.

Several English letters were brightly outlined on the surrounding scenery with lights.

Will You Marry Me?

Xu Qingcheng looked around anxiously, searching for the person who was supposed to say those words to her.

Then my gaze suddenly stopped.

The man, dressed in a black suit and white shirt, had a strikingly handsome face that was sharply defined by the light and shadow. He was carrying a bouquet of flowers and walked towards us from the front.

Every step felt like it was treading on her heart.

The light and shadow made the man look both handsome and sexy. Xu Qingcheng stared at him blankly, then suddenly covered her face in embarrassment.

I covered my eyes and the tears that suddenly welled up.

Fu Jingting reached out and grabbed her hand. "I haven't said anything yet, why are you crying?"

Xu Qingcheng's eyes sparkled, the light reflected in her pupils, mingling with the shimmering water as if filling the entire starry sky. She reached out and patted him, her laughter tinged with a sob, "I can't help but be happy."

Fu Jingting chuckled and gently brushed his fingers under her eyelids.

The courtyard of Jingshan Villa is beautifully decorated, resembling a fairyland, with flower petals on the ground and rising dry ice, creating a truly enchanting scene.

The bouquets displayed nearby were so beautiful and varied that you could only see them clearly when the lights were on that they were made of different kinds of candies.

The air was filled with a sweet smell.

Gu Feibai, clutching a bunch of balloons, squatted awkwardly beside an inconspicuous shelf, watching the two men's leisurely pace. He couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! Can't you just hurry up?! My legs..."

Yu Shinan, holding two ambient lights, kicked him and said, "Shut up! Your job is the easiest."

Fu Jingting withdrew his fingers from the corner of her eye, then lowered them to grasp her hand. The man took a step back and knelt on one knee in front of her.

He held up the beautiful ring box and opened it in front of her, his voice tense and tinged with nervousness, "Qingcheng, I want to marry you again, to be my wife, the mother of my children. I will spoil you and love you with everything I have. Will you still marry me?"

Xu Qingcheng smiled through her tears, and the people around her cheered, "Marry him! Marry him!" The chants grew louder and louder.

There were also some inappropriate jokes, such as, "Make him kneel, and he can't nod until he's knelt for the required amount of time!"

Surprisingly, it even received a lot of applause and cheers.

Fu Jingting couldn't help but turn around and retort, "Who the hell is talking nonsense? Don't even mention it!"

Xu Qingcheng was crying and laughing, laughing and crying again; she didn't want to be coy or pretentious at all.

Even the tears in her eyes seemed sweet. Xu Qingcheng grasped his hand, which was slightly sweaty, and smiled as she agreed, "I do."

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Fu Jingting grabbed her legs and lifted her up.

At the same time, balloons rose up from all around us, from every corner.

Fireworks burst open simultaneously, drawing heart shapes across the sky above the entire villa area.

Xu Qingcheng wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up at the fireworks.

There were tears, laughter, and an indescribable sense of happiness.

She whispered in his ear, "Aren't you going to give me a ring?"

Fu Jingting was taken aback. He suddenly laughed, realizing that he had gotten the process wrong in his excitement.

Quickly put her down, hold her fingertips, and gently slip the ring onto her ring finger.

To draw a circle on the ground and imprison oneself.

Encircle her, and encircle him too.

He leaned down and gently kissed her finger with the ring on it.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, looking down at her. His dark eyes were like the fireworks and starry sky, captivating and enchanting.

He just looked at her like that, and her whole body went weak. As the years went by, she could always have this embrace.

Xu Qingcheng tugged at his shirt, then stood on tiptoe, tilting her head back and asking him in a soft voice, "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

Her voice was so alluring, she didn't even care about the people around her, her shyness was thrown to the back of her mind, and her tearful eyes only saw him.

Fu Jingting's heart trembled slightly. She could be coy and hesitant, but her love was passionate, direct, and undisguised.

His heart was filled with her, yet he also felt sorry for her; no matter what, he would never let her get hurt.

I will never betray her deep affection in this lifetime.

Fu Jingting hooked her chin with his fingers and kissed her deeply in front of everyone.

The surrounding area was filled with the howling of wolves and flashes of light from cameras.

Xu Qingcheng could barely breathe. She slapped him to let her go. Amidst the uproar, she blushed and buried her face in his chest, refusing to look up.

Fu Jingting pulled her close, his chin resting on the top of her head, his eyes and brows full of smiles. His lips brushed against her ear, "You agreed. There's witness testimony and physical evidence; you can't go back on your word."

"Who wants to back out?" Xu Qingcheng laughed and cried at the same time.

Song Chang didn't go forward; she stood on the outside watching. Even without getting close, she could imagine Qingcheng's tears and smiles. Her best friend was happy, and she should be happy, but this liveliness only made her feel more lonely.

Song Chang placed Qingcheng's belongings inside the door, turned around and walked to the car. Just as she pressed the car remote, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The next second, the car keys in her hand were in Song Xingzhi's hand.

He wore a light-colored shirt and suit trousers, his face cool and aloof under the light. "Avoiding me?"