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

Xu Qingcheng's face was calm, but the grip on Ye Wenhan's hand was incredibly strong, and she couldn't pull it back.

"Xu Qingcheng, let go!" Ye Wenhan lowered her voice, her face pale. From her vantage point, she could see the media people below, and she couldn't ruin the media conference arranged by her older brother.

"Hey, what's going on over there?" Song Chang suddenly shouted, setting up his camera. "Isn't that Ye Wenhan?"

"Yes, it looks like her! Who's the other one? Xu Qingcheng?! How come they're together?"

"What's going on? I didn't hear that Xu Qingcheng was going to attend the meeting?"

"Have these two made up?"

"That can't be right, did they have an argument?"

In an instant, everyone turned to face them, and all the cameras were focused on them.

As soon as Fu Jingting entered, he heard a commotion. He looked over as everyone stared, and his forehead suddenly tightened.

Xu Qingcheng took a step back, her high heels already dangling in the air on the top step of the spiral staircase, her body swaying precariously.

Ye Wenhan's hand was pressed against Xu Qingcheng's chest.

What is she going to do?!

Before Ye Wenhan could react, Xu Qingcheng's body suddenly leaned back, causing Ye Wenhan to stumble forward as well. Her wrists lost their grip, and she hurriedly grabbed onto the railing on one side.

She watched as Xu Qingcheng fell down the stairs right in front of her.

"A beauty that could topple empires!"

Song Chang abruptly turned the camera away, and she sprinted towards the spiral staircase on one side.

The footage clearly showed that she was completely unprotected when Ye Wenhan pushed her down the stairs, causing her to fall heavily onto the steps like a phoenix with broken wings, suffering a terrible fall.

Is this woman insane?!

Didn't she say she knew what she was doing?!

For a moment, his heart seemed to stop beating. By the time Fu Jingting realized what was happening, he had already stepped onto the spiral staircase.

He was much farther away than Song Chang, yet they arrived at almost the same time.

Xu Qingcheng was in so much pain that tears were about to fall.

She fell down the stairs, her body hitting the railing of the spiral staircase. The action and reaction forces bounced her off.

As I rolled down, my legs, knees, arms, back, ribs, head... every part, every bone was screaming in pain.

That bastard Ye Wenhan, in the end she actually pushed her.

It's killing me, it hurts so much.

She's going to be mentally impaired from the fall.

Song Chang is an idiot.

Why did you choose such a long staircase?

Xu Qingcheng was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face.

"Qingcheng, how are you?" Song Chang bent down.

"Don't worry about me, call the police first." Xu Qingcheng's head was buzzing with pain. She covered her head with her arms to protect it, afraid that she would lose her mind from the fall.

But her shoulder hurt so badly that she couldn't move.

"Get up first," Song Chang reached out and grabbed one of her arms. Xu Qingcheng let out a cry, and cold sweat broke out on her face.

Song Chang's wrist was suddenly grabbed, so tightly that Song Chang felt as if his wrist bones were about to shatter.

She loosened her grip in pain, and when she looked up, she met Fu Jingting's gloomy face. "Didn't she tell you to call the police?"

The words seemed to be uttered through grinding teeth, cold and hard, carrying obvious anger.

Song Chang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and dialed the police.

Ye Wenhan rushed down the stairs, reaching out to grab Fu Jingting. She shook her head frantically, anxiously explaining, "I didn't do it. She was holding my hand, and she fell down on her own. It has nothing to do with me."

Song Chang snorted coldly, "You didn't push her? Are you brain-dead? She fell and crippled herself?! Ye Wenhan, do you have any logic in what you're saying? Do you think everyone is brain-dead and can be fooled by a few words?!"

The people around him shook their heads.

Who would deliberately fall and hurt themselves like that? Look at her lying on the ground in pain, unable to move; that expression on her face wasn't faked.

Xu Qingcheng's eyes were filled with tears, but she couldn't help but want to laugh. "Young Master Fu, you've come to see your fiancée? She's really ruthless."

Fu Jingting freed his arm from Ye Wenhan's grasp and squatted down in front of Xu Qingcheng. She had never seen his face like this before; his anger was obvious and he didn't bother to hide it. It seeped out from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, from his tightly pursed lips and jawline, and from every pore on his body.

Even so, his face was still outrageously handsome.

The man cupped her cheek with his hand, steadying her head. His hand was warm and strong, but even when he eased his grip, Xu Qingcheng still cried out in pain.

Fu Jingting's face was ashen, and his gaze was filled with coldness as he stared at her. "Is she ruthless or are you ruthless? Xu Qingcheng, how could you do such a thing?"

"..."

Did he see through her scheme and feel sorry for her because she plotted against his fiancée?

Xu Qingcheng scoffed inwardly, "What a scoundrel."

He was still entangled with her at noon, taking advantage of her thoroughly. He was so skilled at doing such shameful things; I wonder how many people he'd practiced with.

That disgusting, despicable man.

His tongue, his hands, everything about him... I hate it all.

She told him never to touch her again.

Xu Qingcheng was in so much pain that her soul seemed to leave her body, her face turned deathly pale, yet her mind was still filled with all sorts of random and nonsensical thoughts.

Fu Jingting had no idea what kind of random, colorful thoughts were swirling in her head right now.

However, he did not expect that she could be so ruthless to herself.

The man held her ankle and observed her expression. He saw her gasp in pain and cry out repeatedly, "Don't move, it hurts so much!"

She spoke clearly, so her brain shouldn't be injured. He didn't dare to move her; his injury was serious, and he was afraid of causing further harm.

"Where else does it hurt?" Fu Jingting asked her.

"Shoulder." Xu Qingcheng looked at her right shoulder, where she landed first, and it really hurt.

"What about other places?"

Xu Qingcheng shook her head.

Fu Jingting felt relieved.

He turned his head and asked Duan Heng, "Hasn't the ambulance arrived yet?"

"They should be here soon. I called the nearest hospital," Duan Heng replied hastily.

Fu Jingting reached behind her with one hand and slipped the other under her knees, lifting her up in his arms.

Duan Heng stood aside to separate the media, allowing him to pass smoothly.

His gait swayed naturally, and Xu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, tears welling up in her eyes. "Slow down, it hurts so much, is my bone broken?"

Fu Jingting's eyes darkened, his voice icy, "Now you realize you have some backbone?!"

The words were harsh, but he still slowed his pace as he walked down the stairs.

They could already hear police sirens outside. Song Chang followed behind them and hurriedly told Xu Qingcheng, "I called the police. I'll explain the situation to you in a bit. You should go to the hospital first."

Xu Qingcheng's face turned deathly pale with pain. Seeing her like this, Song Chang regretted not asking her clearly what she wanted to do.

That brat even lied to her! Didn't she say all she needed to do was record audio and take photos? How could she have rolled down the stairs?!

A line of media surrounded them, and someone quietly took photos of the two of them.

It seems the rumors that Fu Jingting was deeply in love with Xu Qingcheng were true; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so cold to Ye Wenhan at a time like this.

Ye Wenhan was still trying to explain, but no one was willing to listen to her or believe her.