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

"What do you mean?" Xu Qingcheng seized the opportunity to strike her.

Song Chang laughed, half-jokingly, "That's the gist of it. With a figure like yours, what are you afraid of looking at?"

"roll!"

The phone rang again; it was Fu Jingting calling again, this time.

"What's he making that call for?"

"I don't know, I just picked it up and gave it to you, you can ask him."

Xu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment before answering the phone. "What's up?"

"Have you finished showering?" he asked, his voice unusually deep and seductive in the night.

Such a question shouldn't come from someone you barely know; it's so intimate that it gives you goosebumps, as if his breath rolls over your skin with his voice.

Her teeth felt slightly numb. Xu Qingcheng moved the phone away from her mouth, coughed, cleared her throat, and replied, "What's it to you? If you have something to say, say it. If not, I'm hanging up."

There was a moment of silence before someone spoke, "Get some sleep and don't think about anything nonsense."

Unexpectedly, his call was about this, and Xu Qingcheng was momentarily at a loss for words, as they weren't that close.

Fu Jingting didn't say anything more, "Hang up."

He said he was going to hang up, but he didn't hang up first; instead, he waited for Xu Qingcheng to hang up first.

This man... is strange.

……

Fu Jingting hung up the phone, opened the door and went out. Zhong Wanxiu asked him, "How's Qingcheng?"

"Fortunately, Song Chang stayed with her for a while."

Zhong Wanxiu nodded. "She went through a lot, it wasn't easy for her either. I know you've had a tough time, but please try to understand her a little more."

"I know," Fu Jingting nodded.

"Any news about Qinghan? You said you had some clues before," Zhong Wanxiu asked.

"I've been to the hospital and had my DNA tested, but it's not me." He couldn't hide his disappointment.

Zhong Wanxiu didn't say anything else. The nanny carried Fu Ruchu out, saying that she had slept too much during the day and wasn't going to sleep now.

The little girl has gained weight and become a bit plumper. She looks much better than when she was thin and dark-skinned in the incubator. Her eyes are open, not fully open yet, but her eyeliner is very long. You can imagine how beautiful her eyes will be in the future.

Xu Yuan looks more like her mother, like a miniature version of Xu Qingcheng, while Ru Chu looks more like her father.

Fu Jingting took the little guy from the nanny. He held him clumsily; the baby was so tiny that he felt like he couldn't quite hold him.

Seeing his clumsy movements, Zhong Wanxiu was afraid he would hurt the baby, so she stood beside him and taught him how to hold the baby properly. Seeing his awkwardness, she said, "You need to practice more. You don't even hold a baby properly."

Fu Jingting chuckled and carefully held Fu Ruchu in his arms. The little guy put his tiny fingers in his mouth and looked at him with half-open eyes.

The man took her fingers out and reached out to touch her cheek. Xiao Ruchu pouted, looking incredibly cute.

Fu Jingting buried his face in the little girl's chest; it was so small that his face seemed to fill her entire body length.

These were their two treasures; if one was lost, he would find it no matter what.

Zhong Wanxiu stood to the side watching. A seven-foot-tall man burying his face in the little one like that. Watching from the side, she suddenly couldn't help but turn away and secretly wiped away her tears.

"Alright, give the child to me, and you should go and get some rest. You've been working hard these past few days; your health is your most important asset. There are still many things waiting for you to handle."

Fu Jingting handed the little one to the nanny. Xu Yuan, having finished her bath, ran out in her pajamas, her hair still wet. Her grandfather followed behind, holding a towel to dry her hair. "You're not dry yet, why are you running?"

Xu Yuan looked at Fu Jingting, glanced at his side, and spun around.

Fu Jingting took the towel from Fu Pinghui and helped Xu Yuan dry her hair. The man squatted down in front of her and said, "Dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold."

Seeing her peeking around, Fu Jingting asked with a smile, "Looking for what?"

"Where's Mom? Dad, haven't you told Mom how to get home yet?" Little Xu Yuan looked at him with teary eyes. She really thought her mother was lost and couldn't find her way home.

The little girl's soft, sweet voice, filled with innocent longing, is incredibly endearing.

Fu Jingting didn't say anything, but dried her hair, picked her up, and asked, "Would you like to sleep with Daddy tonight?"

Xu Yuan tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Mom said that Yuan Yuan is growing up and needs to learn to sleep alone."

Fu Jingting nodded, pinching her little nose, "Mom is right."

"But I want to sleep with Daddy." Xu Yuan smiled and hugged his neck, then kissed her father's face with her little mouth.

Fu Jingting chuckled softly, "Okay."

He carried Xuyuan back to the bedroom, and the little boy's soft voice and cuddly little body had an inexplicable healing quality.

Behind them, Fu Pinghui and his wife exchanged a glance. Zhong Wanxiu sighed, her voice choked with emotion, "Thank goodness we still have our two children here, otherwise..."

Fu Pinghui put his hand on her shoulder. "No one can replace him."

"Yes. I hope Qingcheng will get better, and I hope we can find Qinghan as soon as possible." Zhong Wanxiu sighed; she was truly heartbroken for her son.

……

Xu Qingcheng didn't sleep well all night. She had a nightmare filled with blood, and then she woke up. She couldn't fall back asleep after that.

My heart was pounding.

When Song Chang woke up, she smelled the aroma of breakfast and exclaimed in surprise, "You actually made breakfast?"

"No, I went out to buy it." Xu Qingcheng sat at the dining table and looked at her. "Hurry up and get ready, come and eat."

"What time did you get up?" Song Chang saw that she was already all ready, and then checked the time; it was only 6 a.m.

Xu Qingcheng didn't say anything, she just ate her food.

Song Chang immediately realized something was wrong. "Didn't you sleep well last night? Had another nightmare?"

"It's not very early." It's only two or three o'clock.

Song Chang's face fell instantly. "You lied to the doctor? Didn't you say you stopped having nightmares?"

Not every day.

"This won't do. You'll break down if you don't sleep well for a long time. Let's find a mental health clinic. We can't just leave you like this." Song Chang patiently persuaded her. Fu Jingting had assigned her the task of ensuring that Qingcheng received psychological intervention and guidance.

Xu Qingcheng glanced at her. "Is there a suitable doctor?"

Yes. Don't be dismissive.

Xu Qingcheng hummed in agreement, "Then I'll take another look. If it doesn't get better in a couple of days, I'll go."

Song Chang breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, it's a deal. I'll book a time for you."

"Hmm." Xu Qingcheng looked at her. "Changchang, you don't need to watch over me. I'm fine. You should go to work. I'll talk to you if there are any problems. I'm not a child anymore."

Song Chang rolled her eyes. "Do you think I wanted to? It's all because of..." Fu Jingting!

"Why?"

"It's nothing," Song Chang swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

After Xu Qingcheng finished eating, she tidied herself up, and Song Chang saw that she had put on exquisite makeup and changed her clothes.

Where are you going?

Xu Qingcheng ignored her.

"Hey, you're all dressed up so nicely, where are you going? Take me with you." Song Chang quickly went over to him.

"Nonsense, you go ahead with your work, I have to go out for a bit."

"Don't underestimate my media awareness. Tell me, who are you going to see?"

Xu Qingcheng pulled her hand down, "Ye Tinghong."

Song Chang, "...You've contacted him?"

"In the classmate group, a classmate said he became a lawyer." She was told about the law firm where Ye Tinghong works.

Xu Qingcheng asked with some confusion, "Why did he become a lawyer? Wasn't he supposed to be joining the political and legal system?"

She shook her head, unable to understand.

There's a gap in my memory, and that feeling isn't comfortable; it's like the conveyor belt has been cut off.

She would feel very uncomfortable and have a headache if she tried to think about it, as if something was blocking her way.

The doctor said not to try to recall it, but to let nature take its course.

My family also told me not to overthink it and to listen to the doctor.

But it always felt like there was a hole dug in her heart, and she wanted to know what had been dug away.

Song Chang couldn't stop him.

He had no choice but to call Fu Jingting and say, "Your wife is going to see her first love. I can't stop her. You'd better figure it out yourself."