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

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Xu Qingcheng said with a gentle smile.

Although she said that, she couldn't catch a wolf without risking her cub.

Ye Chengnian had no intention of showing her any mercy, so she didn't care whether her plan was shameless or not.

"Ms. Xu went to the media conference with Ms. Song Chang. Ms. Song was fully equipped, but her company arranged for another reporter to follow up. I guess she went in a private capacity," Duan Heng reported over the phone. "But I can't figure out what Ms. Xu is up to. This afternoon she also spoke on the phone with Director Yang of the East Suburbs Public Security Bureau, but that's all."

Fu Jingting was silent for a while before saying, "Have the driver come and pick me up. I'm going to the Royal Court Hotel."

Fu Jingting hung up the phone, tidied up, and prepared to leave.

Aunt Wang quickly stopped him and asked, "What are we going to do with all that laundry?"

Fu Jingting tapped his fingers on his shirt collar and coughed lightly. Aunt Wang was referring to the things Xu Qingcheng had sent over; she probably wanted him to pay for them and take them all with him.

But I was so angry when I left that I just left all those clothes there.

The man's shirt cuffs—he hadn't intended to do anything to her, but that photo had caught his eye.

"Hang it in the master bedroom closet."

……

Xu Qingcheng and Song Chang arrived a little early, and some media outlets had already arrived sporadically.

Song Chang was already in the media industry and was quite familiar with them, so they quickly started chatting.

Xu Qingcheng went directly to the VIP room in the waiting area of ​​the venue.

Ye Wenhan read the PR document again. Her older brother said that all the media reporters at the scene had been arranged, so she didn't need to worry. All she needed to do was sincerely apologize, shed a few tears, and pretend to be weak, saying that she didn't know about Mrs. Xu's illness. That would be enough.

Later, someone will naturally dig deeper into the matter. Moreover, the current relationship between Xu Qingcheng and Fu Jingting has already made the eldest brother nervous, which puts Ye Wenhan at ease.

Xu Qingcheng is a woman who, apart from having a face that can bewitch people, is inherently promiscuous, and that's probably what men find attractive.

However, she was also a woman. What Xu Qingcheng could do, Ye Wenhan believed she could do as well. Moreover, even if she slept with Fu Jingting, she would not have the opportunity to enter the Fu family.

She's been confined to the house by her older brother lately. Her mother and sister-in-law have talked to her a lot and weighed the pros and cons. This is no longer just about her liking a man; it involves the development of the entire family.

This is just the beginning; the end is far off. She wants to see how far Xu Qingcheng can go with her flamboyant personality.

When the waiter pushed the door open, Ye Wenhan had just finished applying her eye makeup, with a little red eyeshadow on, and she really looked like she was crying even though no tears were visible.

"Miss Ye, Mr. Fu Jingting is outside and wants to meet with you."

"Brother Jingting?" Ye Wenhan stood up from her chair, her face beaming with obvious joy. "He's here! Where is he?"

"In the outer corridor, he said it was inconvenient for him to come here because there were media present."

"Take me there." Ye Wenhan pushed open the door and followed the waiter through the semi-circular corridor. She was happy and didn't have the mind to consider the rationality of the situation. All she knew was that from that day on, Fu Jingting stopped answering her calls and replying to her messages.

Her older brother said she didn't know how to please a man, but no matter how she tried, she didn't even get a chance to say a word.

Now that Fu Jingting is willing to see her, Ye Wenhan is so happy she could fly, she doesn't care about anything else.

Xu Qingcheng rested her arm on the railing. Beside her was a spiral staircase, and the entire venue was made up of four curved sides forming a circle.

The conference hall is in the middle, slightly sunken, with four curved corridors on all sides, and beyond that are individual VIP rooms or meeting rooms.

From where she stood, she could see the media in the conference hall, but from behind them.

Song Chang had scouted out the locations for her; she was always attending various press conferences, and probably no one knew the venues in Ancheng, big or small, better than her.

Xu Qingcheng lowered her eyes and met Song Chang's gaze. She saw Song Chang open his mouth, as if asking, "Is it okay?"

Xu Qingcheng secretly made an OK sign with her fingers under one arm, a faint smile in her eyes.

Footsteps approached from behind, and Xu Qingcheng turned around to meet Ye Wenhan's gaze.

At that moment, Ye Wenhan knew that Xu Qingcheng was behind it all, and that Fu Jingting wasn't involved.

Come to think of it, why would Fu Jingting meet her at this time? Even if he did meet her, it wouldn't be in this kind of setting.

The smile vanished from Ye Wenhan's face, and she glared at Xu Qingcheng, "What are you doing here?"

"You should apologize to me today, right? How could I not come?" Xu Qingcheng's lips curled up, her sarcasm particularly irritating. "I'll give you a chance. Practice with me first, and I'll see if your performance is up to par."

Xu Qingcheng had known Ye Wenhan for just as long as she had known Ye Tinghong, and she knew Ye Wenhan's temperament and personality very well.

They can't stand being provoked, and they can't stand being criticized. To put it nicely, they have a bad temper, but they're not very cunning. To put it bluntly, they're not very bright and think they're something special.

Xu Qingcheng used to tolerate her because of Ye Tinghong.

Ye Wenhan used to tolerate Xu Qingcheng because of her second brother.

Actually, they really do dislike each other.

"Why should I apologize to you? Your mother has depression, what does her willingness to commit suicide have to do with me?! It's clearly because she couldn't stand you sleeping with other men!" Ye Wenhan gritted her teeth, she wanted to tear Xu Qingcheng apart whenever she saw her.

"I see." Xu Qingcheng nodded, shaking the object in her hand. "You're right."

Ye Wenhan's mind went blank for a moment. She suddenly realized that Xu Qingcheng had brought her here not to reminisce about the past, nor just to mock her.

This woman is vicious and cunning; she wouldn't do this for no reason. It turns out she was trying to record her?!

"Xu Qingcheng, you're so despicable!" Ye Wenhan's face turned pale. She took a step forward and reached out to snatch the thing from Xu Qingcheng's hand.

Xu Qingcheng immediately stepped back, drawing Ye Wenhan towards her.

The two figures were now fully exposed at the entrance of the spiral staircase.

Xu Qingcheng grabbed Ye Wenhan's outstretched hand, while holding what Ye Wenhan thought was a recording pen in her other hand. "You want this?"

Ye Wenhan's expression changed drastically as she realized that what she was holding was just a piece of chocolate.

"Only someone with your intelligence would resort to such a petty tactic as recording." Xu Qingcheng smiled seductively. "I, Xu Qingcheng, have plenty of ways to deal with you, Ye Wenhan. You want to say my mother has depression, that she deserved to commit suicide, that one of us siblings is in jail and the other is selling ourselves, right?!"

Xu Qingcheng snorted coldly, "Even if it's true, I won't give you a chance to open your mouth and say anything. Ye Wenhan, you'll see what it's like to be unable to speak."