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

There weren't any strange photos.

But there was a photo that shouldn't have existed for a long time, but somehow it was still hidden in the corner of her phone, and she just accidentally sent it out.

Xu Qingcheng tried to withdraw.

It's timed out, and there's no going back.

She simply grabbed his phone, her expression not very pleasant, and said, "Delete it."

The phone easily fell into her hands and was deleted.

Her jaw muscles were tense.

The photo was taken by Xu Qingyao.

The cherry blossoms were in bloom that day, and Xu Qingcheng wanted to take pictures.

Ye Tinghong suddenly arrived. She was posing on a prop stool, but when she saw him, she beamed and jumped right towards him.

The photos are very beautiful.

The two long pink hair ornaments on her head and her long black hair were blown about in the wind. Her arms were outstretched toward him, and so were his.

The photo captures this single moment.

The affection in their eyes was genuine, so sweet that even the air seemed to smell of flowers.

Xu Qingcheng remembered it so clearly. Qingyao said, "Listen to Brother Hong, I took a good photo for you."

The more beautiful those times were, the more indifferent we are now.

When you're heartbroken, all that's left is pain.

After deleting his photo, Xu Qingcheng went through her own phone's photo album and deleted that photo completely.

Throughout the entire process, Fu Jingting watched her complete all the operations in silence, then lazily said, "Keeping it on your phone to check anytime? So nostalgic, does Ye Tinghong know?"

"Shut up." Xu Qingcheng hadn't recovered from her emotions and blurted out the words.

Fu Jingting's brow twitched, and his expression turned cold. "What, did I hit a sore spot?"

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment after she finished speaking. There was no reason for her to scold him, and he had even less reason to accept her temper.

She pouted, "Am I crazy to keep checking it every now and then? I just didn't delete it completely."

Her voice was soft and light, seemingly carrying a hint of coquetry, and that little bit of anger that had risen was dispelled by her.

Xu Qingcheng, observing his expression, stretched out her hand towards him, "Where's my photo? I want to delete it."

Fu Jingting actually gave her his phone, found the photos, and deleted them for her.

"Why are you suddenly being so kind?"

Xu Qingcheng was puzzled.

Fu Jingting smiled, "I have better ones."

"???"

"I took a picture at the bedroom door when I came back." He clicked his tongue twice, his eyes filled with lust as he looked at her.

Xu Qingcheng felt a buzzing sensation on her scalp. She lunged forward and reached for the phone in his pants pocket.

"Fu Jingting, how can you be such a pervert?!" Xu Qingcheng was incredulous and furious that he had actually taken nude photos of her.

She pinned him down on the dining chair, straddling him and pressing him down. She looked down and rummaged through his pocket for her phone, her long black hair cascading over his head and face. The man held her waist to prevent her from falling.

Xu Qingcheng grabbed the phone, her expression aggressive. "Give me the password."

"No."

He acted like a scoundrel, and Xu Qingcheng almost ground her teeth to powder. Her eyes widened, "You're being a scoundrel, aren't you?!"

She nodded. "Okay!"

Before Fu Jingting could figure out what she meant by "good," the woman had already made her move.

She grabbed his shirt and yanked it to both sides, popping off several buttons. A few stubborn buttons remained, but she quickly unbuttoned them.

The man's chest was clearly visible; years of fitness training had given him a handsome and alluring physique.

When he was dressed, I only felt that he was handsome, but I couldn't feel his strength at all. He was like a fierce beast, quietly lurking under his clothes.

The muscle definition creates an alluring curve, and the complete six-pack abs are enough to make anyone scream.

Fu Jingting openly showed it to her, and even when Xu Qingcheng raised her phone and pointed it at him, he remained unfazed.

There was even a hint of smugness in her expression, and Miss Xu's face instantly turned sour.

She shifted her body backward, grabbed his belt with one hand, and as soon as the belt buckle loosened, she reached inside to pull down his pants, while holding up her phone with the other hand.

"Damn it!" Fu Jingting grabbed her hand. "Are you even a woman?"

"Don't you know whether I'm a woman or not?"

She countered with a question.

Hearing the click of her phone, Fu Jingting's forehead twitched slightly. She really thought he was a pushover just because she wasn't showing her teeth.

He grabbed her wrist and took away her "tool." She threw herself on him, reaching out to grab it, but Fu Jingting simply placed it on the sideboard and picked her up.

The two of them were fighting like children. Xu Qingcheng was carried away from her phone, and she angrily twisted his ear.

Fu Jingting hissed and slapped her on the buttocks without any politeness to teach her a lesson.

"You, you!" Xu Qingcheng was so angry she couldn't speak.

"What? Let go!" Fu Jingting commanded in a low voice, while she was still pulling on his ear.

He reached out and slapped her again.

The blows landed squarely on both sides, but Miss Xu felt insulted and thrashed about like a shrimp just out of the water, desperately trying to escape him.

"Don't move!" Fu Jingting's forehead tightened, and the two words, like a warning, were pressed against her ear.

Miss Xu is rebellious. Just because you don't let me move doesn't mean I can't move.

Why should I?!

"Damn!" the man hissed, grabbing her waist and slamming her against the wall. His voice was low and hoarse. "If you move again, I'll fuck you."

Aunt Wang was summoned to cook lunch, but she never expected to witness such a steamy scene.

"Get out." Fu Jingting's voice was cold and deep.

Aunt Wang practically turned around and left the house. Oh my, that was amazing, so hot and exciting!

Accidents always happen unexpectedly. It was meant to scare her, but Xu Qingcheng was not afraid.

And then... things went wrong.

Xu Qingcheng had never been so embarrassed in her life. Her eyes instantly reddened, and she slapped his shoulder hard, "You... what's wrong with you? You're so mean!"

Her eyes were red, and she looked both aggrieved and embarrassed.

The thought of them being seen like this by others made her want to dig a hole and bury herself.

Fu Jingting gently stroked her back, as if soothing a cat with its fur standing on end. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his breathing was erratic. He coaxed her, "Be good."

……

When Song Chang picked up Xu Qingcheng, her face was full of anger, but her beauty was not affected by her emotions at all. She was beautiful and full, like a rose that had just drunk its fill of water and was thoroughly moistened, and her beauty was breathtaking.

Song Chang glanced at her. "Who made you angry?"

Xu Qingcheng didn't want to talk about it; she was furious with that jerk.

He was the one who said it would be a quick and decisive battle, but what happened?!

Liar!

She closed her eyes briefly. "Don't talk to me yet, let me calm down."

In the end, she lost both her money and her reputation, and she still couldn't delete her nude photos.

Song Chang clicked her tongue twice. "You look like you've just been satisfied by a man. I can guess who it is right away. Fu Jingting, right?"

"..."

Xu Qingcheng paused for a moment, then suddenly touched her face. "Is it really that obvious?!"

Song Chang suddenly burst out laughing. "Miss Xu, I guessed. But you're practically admitting it yourself!"

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then blushed and hit her, "You, Song Chang! You tricked me!"

The car drove towards Yuting, and Song Chang laughed as she dodged her, "Alright, alright, drive carefully. You should quickly think about what to do when you see Ye Wenhan later. Don't really hurt yourself."