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

Xu Yuan clung tightly to her father, sobbing, "Daddy, I want Mommy."

"Mom went for a check-up and will be out in a bit," Fu Jingting reassured her, then turned his head to kiss Xu Yuan's cheek.

The soft little one in his arms calmed him down considerably.

Duan Hengyi answered several phone calls, and his expression turned grim.

Fu Jingting didn't ask him what was wrong, and just waited for the doctor to give him a result.

Duan Heng hung up the phone. "Young Master Fu..."

"We'll talk about it later."

Fu Jingting stopped him, saying that nothing was more important than Qingcheng's safety.

Duan Heng tightened his grip, swallowing his words.

As soon as the doctor came out, Fu Jingting rushed over. "Doctor, what's wrong with my wife?"

"The pregnant woman suffered a fall and her water broke."

Fu Jingting clenched his teeth, his face tense, and his chest throbbed. "How is she? She keeps crying out in pain."

"She injured a nerve in her lower back, it's not a big problem, she just needs to rest. But her water broke, and she's carrying twins... it's a bit dangerous."

Fu Jingting's expression was tense, and his breath caught in his throat, leaving him speechless for a moment.

After a long pause, she finally spoke, "Is it possible to save the pregnancy?"

"At six months of pregnancy, the chances of continuing the pregnancy after premature rupture of membranes depend on the condition of the fetus in the uterine cavity and the amount of amniotic fluid. If there is enough amniotic fluid and the fetus is developing well in the uterine cavity, the pregnancy can be maintained and the gestational age can be extended as much as possible."

The doctor said politely, "Mr. Fu, our superiors have already given instructions that we will do our best. However, if it really doesn't work out, you can discuss with your wife whether you can terminate one of the babies. Of course, we will definitely do everything we can to save the remaining one."

Fu Jingting didn't speak, but Xu Yuan pressed her little hand against his face and said, "Daddy."

The man's eyes suddenly closed.

He opened his eyes again and said in a calm voice, "I'm sorry to trouble you, doctor. Please put my wife's health first, no matter what."

The doctor nodded and left.

Fu Jingting stood still, and the little Xu Yuan in his arms seemed to sense his feelings, tears streaming down her face as she pressed her chubby little cheeks against her father's.

The man looked down at her. "Dad's alright."

Fu Pingxiu and Zhou Qian came over, and Duan Heng went to greet them, "Young Master."

"Did you tell him?" Fu Pingxiu asked.

"Not yet. My wife was injured in a collision and her condition is not good, so the second young master is not in the mood," Duan Heng said truthfully.

Fu Pingxiu nodded.

He went over and patted Fu Jingting on the shoulder, offering some comfort. He didn't need to say anything; the gesture was enough.

"Uncle," Xu Yuan called out, tears still welling in her eyes.

The little girl's eyes were red and she looked very pitiful.

Fu Pingxiu patted her head, a touch of gentleness appearing on his usually cold and sharp face. He reached out, "Yuanyuan, let your uncle hug you."

To make a wish, simply reach out your hand.

Fu Pingxiu held the little girl in his arms and asked her, "Are you scared to make a wish?"

Make a wish and nod.

Fu Pingxiu patted her little back and let her lean on his shoulder. "Making a wish is very brave."

He looked up at Fu Jingting and asked, "What did the doctor say?"

"Try to keep the pregnancy going." The man's voice was hoarse, and the words seemed to pierce his vocal cords.

Fu Pingxiu tightened his arms around Xu Yuan slightly. Tang Tang's due date was in a little over a month. If they were switched places, Fu Pingxiu had reason to believe that he wouldn't be as calm as Xu Yuan.

The two brothers wanted to talk, so Fu Pinxiu handed Xu Yuan to Duan Heng, but the little guy clung to his neck and wouldn't let go.

Helpless, he could only hold Xu Yuan and talk to Fu Jingting, "Zhou Qian has already locked onto the traffic system. The other party is well-prepared, so the investigation will be slow, but we should have results by tomorrow at the latest."

Fu Jingting hummed in agreement. His face was as dark as the sky before a storm, seemingly calm but filled with a chilling atmosphere.

"There's one more thing," Fu Pingxiu said, looking at him. "I just received news that there was a fire at the mental hospital, and the official report says Wen Fei suffered severe burns."

Fu Jingting's brows furrowed. "Has Fu Hongxin appeared?"

"no."

Fu Jingting looked up at Duan Heng, who quickly went over and said, "After checking, it is indeed Wen Fei who was burned, but it shouldn't be a big problem. It's not as severe as the official report said."

"How could a fire suddenly break out?"

"It was definitely man-made, but there's still no clear answer as to how it was triggered. Someone contacted Wen Fei before, checked his background, and there's nothing special about him except that he used to hang out with some people for a while; his background is pretty clean." Duan Heng reported all the information he knew.

"He wouldn't go to see Wen Fei for no reason." Fu Jingting lowered his eyes. "Dig up all of this person's connections."

Duan Heng nodded. "Don't worry."

"Fu Jinyuan is very active. He uses capital to leverage the real economy, and he has reached into several projects of the Fu Group." Fu Jingting looked at Fu Pinxiu and said, "Brother, Fu Jinyuan has a keen eye and a ruthless approach. Don't confront him head-on. Instead, play along and keep him hanging."

"I know that. Times have changed. He can't win against me now." Fu Pingxiu pondered. "But, Jingting, Fu Hongxin's methods are not clean. Fu Jinyuan is different. After all, there is a bottom line in business. Last time you set a trap for Fu Hongxin, and he held you accountable. He has been holding his anger for longer than he has ever been."

But as the saying goes, the longer you hold back your hatred, the deeper it grows.

If they're open and honest with you, that's fine; the real problem is when they try to undermine you secretly.

Wealth lost can be regained.

A loved one is hurt, but there's no way to make up for it.

Fu Jingting carried Xu Yuan back, and they touched foreheads. "This time, I won't consider the old man's feelings anymore."

After all, they are his own descendants, so he would have some pity and spare his life.

After the examination, Xu Qingcheng was wheeled out. The shock and worry made her look rather pale.

"Mom," Xu Yuan called out to her.

Xu Qingcheng forced a smile and reached out to touch Xu Yuan's face, which was covered in tear stains.

"How are you? Does it still hurt?" Fu Jingting leaned over and asked her, holding her hand to comfort her.

Xu Qingcheng shook her head, "It doesn't hurt that much anymore."

She looked at Fu Pingxiu, "Why did you come over too, brother?"

"I was nearby and came over after hearing about what happened to you."

Xu Qingcheng had many questions. Fu Pingxiu had arrived so quickly; something must have happened today.

But she had no interest in those things.

She grasped Fu Jingting's hand in return, her eyes slightly red. "What did the doctor say? How is the baby in my belly?"

The doctor just refused to tell her the situation directly.

"It's alright, we can try to protect the pregnancy first, it'll just be a bit tough for you," Fu Jingting reassured her.

"Tell me the truth, don't hide anything from me."

"To tell you the truth." Fu Jingting pinched her cheek. "What's with that expression? Don't you believe me?"

"I don't want anything to happen to the baby." Her nose tingled, and her eyes filled with tears.

Fu Jingting felt a pang of pain in his chest. He intertwined his fingers with hers. "Don't think too much. The doctor said to focus on preventing miscarriage and try to prolong the pregnancy as much as possible. If it really doesn't work, then let us know. But you need to relax."