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

She seemed to be completely intoxicated in his arms, acting involuntarily, even though she knew in her heart that this was wrong.

How could she allow him to be so presumptuous?!

Xu Qingcheng felt frustrated and helpless, and her heart was filled with grievance. "Please, I don't want this, Fu Jingting..."

The woman's aggrieved voice was slightly breathless; her rejection was so insincere it was almost maddening.

He longed to be intimate with her, but it wasn't entirely a physical need. He just wanted to hug her and gain confidence from her. With the power of the Fu family, he thought that even if it wasn't easy to get information about a stolen child, it shouldn't be completely impossible.

The more he looked forward to his two children, the more he felt guilty about Qinghan's disappearance.

The search during this period was incredibly nerve-wracking. He would pounce on any clue as if it were a lifeline, only to be disappointed in the end.

Afraid of worrying her parents, she kept a calm expression and reassured them not to worry, assuring them that there would definitely be news of Fu Qinghan.

The longer the search dragged on, the more his confidence eroded, and he couldn't even determine how far the search should extend.

He also loses confidence, is filled with negative emotions, and wants someone to confide in. The only one who can bear his emotions is her.

But now, nothing is allowed.

Fu Jingting tightened his arms, and when her refusal reached his ear, the man truly stopped moving.

As if to confirm what he said.

He stopped when she said stop.

The man's jawline tightened, his forehead pressed against hers, he breathed heavily, his eyes falling into her reddened eyes, Fu Jingting's fingers lightly touched the corner of her eye, his fingertips stained with a little moisture.

He pursed his lips slightly. "Why are you crying?"

She slapped his chest a few times with her hand. "Are you trying to harass me? Do you think we're that close? What right do you have to kiss me? Get away from me!"

Xu Qingcheng shouted.

The man simply stared at her quietly, his fingers gently pinching her chin. "I've said I'm going to pursue you, not just by holding hands and hugging."

The man's gaze was blatant and unabashed, even possessive and domineering, making the person blush with embarrassment.

Xu Qingcheng retorted angrily, "Who agreed to let you pursue them?"

"If I wait for you to agree, it'll be too late," the man scoffed.

"you!"

Xu Qingcheng was speechless, so angry that she couldn't find the words to respond. She could only say resentfully, "I won't let you pursue me! Stay far away from me from now on."

"That won't do." Fu Jingting picked him up in one scoop. "It's a rare opportunity to be close, how can we let him drift further away?"

"Ah!" Xu Qingcheng screamed as he carried her into the living room, "What are you doing? Put me down!"

The man carried her into the living room and towards the sofa. Xu Qingcheng was mentally prepared to escape at any moment, but he carried her directly onto the sofa, locking her in his arms and not giving her a chance to run away.

The man smiled and looked down at her. "Don't move. You told me to put you down, and here I am."

"I don't want you to hold me."

"Then who else do you want to hold you?" Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow, his eyes already conveying a hint of warning.

Xu Qingcheng felt a chill run down her spine from his narrowed eyes, and the nonsense she was about to utter suddenly died in her throat.

She looked away, muttering, "Who cares who it is? It's not you anyway."

"Why can't it be me?" Fu Jingting was also quite surprised. Did she... really not like someone like him?

Is love only something that develops over time?

"Do I even know you?" Xu Qingcheng retorted. "We're not that close, I don't want to be with you..."

She gritted her teeth and suddenly realized that their current position was also ambiguous. She was sitting on his lap, and his hands naturally encircled her.

"You're not familiar with me, but I know you very well." Fu Jingting chuckled, looked down at her, and suddenly leaned down to kiss her forehead.

Xu Qingcheng screamed, "I told you not to touch me! I didn't agree to date you."

Fu Jingting hummed in agreement, smiling as he looked at her. "Then I'll keep trying?"

Xu Qingcheng pushed him across the face, "Go play somewhere else!"

The man chuckled softly, lowering his head and pressing his chin against the top of her head. "Am I that bad? Why do you reject me so much?"

She...

Is it still considered rejecting him?

Xu Qingcheng was speechless at herself. She had actually allowed a man she barely knew to touch her inappropriately, and even let him kiss and grope her...

Miss Xu thought for a moment, her face turning bright red. She bit her lip. "I don't like smooth-talking playboys. Besides, I've already said we're not close. You're definitely only after my looks!"

Fu Jingting didn't reply, he just stared at her. He sighed inwardly. She didn't remember before, and he didn't expect her to remember now.

When he first met her, she had probably already forgotten him completely, leaving only him... unable to forget her.

"Your memory is really... "

Seeing him sigh helplessly, Xu Qingcheng suddenly remembered what he had just said.

She wasn't familiar with him, but he knew her very well.

"Have we met before? Have I forgotten you?"

The loss of memory made her uneasy, and she wanted to make up for all the missing parts.

Fu Jingting looked at her for a while, then smiled, "Not really, I can only say I've seen her before, but I never expected Miss Xu's beauty to be so captivating."

Xu Qingcheng's face flushed red instantly. "What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Don't believe me?" Fu Jingting laughed.

She nodded emphatically. Who could believe him like this?

Fu Jingting chuckled, tempting her, "Miss Xu, how about you consider giving me a chance to pursue you? And giving you a chance to get to know me better, hmm?"

"I don't want you, you're not qualified." She proudly turned her face away.

Fu Jingting chuckled, resting his chin on the top of her head. "Baby, how did I fail? Give me a chance to improve!"

When he called her "baby," Xu Qingcheng blushed so much she couldn't speak. "You're not good enough in any way. Don't waste your time."

She refused, but Fu Jingting wasn't angry at all; he had an exceptionally good temper.

Anyway, she can't escape from his arms.

He held her close, chatting casually, and time passed quietly by without either of them noticing anything amiss.

Xu Qingcheng was somewhat deceiving herself; after all, it was just the two of them, so who else would know?

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Xu Qingcheng almost jumped up.

"Changchang, it might be Changchang... You, you go put on your shirt." Xu Qingcheng pushed him, urging him to hurry up.

Fu Jingting glanced at her, then chuckled and teased her, "Are you afraid you'll be jealous if others see me?"

"You're crazy, who's jealous? You're shirtless like that... Go put some clothes on right now."

The doorbell was ringing loudly; the person waiting outside was probably getting impatient.

Xu Qingcheng told him to hurry up and put on his clothes, then ran to open the door.

It turned out to be Xu Qingyao.

"Why are you here?" Xu Qingcheng asked in surprise.

"Mom asked me to bring this to you." Xu Qingcheng took a box of dumplings.

Xu Qingcheng took it, happy. "I can eat it at home, why did you bring it to me?"

Because you can't go.

I'm making a wish at my maternal grandma's house.

Xu Qingyao couldn't say this, "Mom said she doesn't have time to take care of you."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

Xu Qingyao pushed her arm away and walked inside. She quickly followed, but didn't see anyone, not even on the balcony.

Just as I was wondering where he had gone, the man came out of the bedroom wearing a black T-shirt.

Xu Qingcheng: When did she start having men's clothes at home?

The word "brother-in-law" caught in Xu Qingyao's throat. He coughed lightly, "Sis, are there people here?"