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

"Didn't you see it?" Xu Qingcheng muttered.

Xu Qingyao glanced at Fu Jingting, then at Xu Qingcheng, her words stuck in her throat, unsure how to ask.

Xu Qingcheng put down the dumplings and looked at Fu Jingting, "Aren't you leaving?"

It's obvious they're trying to kick people out.

"Um."

"Hmm" means he's going to leave, but I haven't seen him show any sign of leaving.

Xu Qingcheng was a little confused. What did he mean?

Even though Xu Qingyao was her own brother, the presence of a strange man in a single woman's home was still...not easy to explain.

Xu Qingcheng was a little embarrassed, so she wanted him to leave quickly.

He didn't move, and Xu Qingcheng gave him a wink, but the man didn't respond at all.

Seeing his older sister's expression, as if she was avoiding him, Xu Qingyao rubbed his temples in exasperation.

If she remembered her relationship with Fu Jingting, she definitely wouldn't act like this in front of him. It seems her condition remains unchanged.

However, I'm a little curious about how Fu Jingting managed to enter my older sister's home so easily when she had no recollection of him.

Fu Jingting didn't respond, which annoyed Xu Qingcheng, so she got straight to the point, "You've had your water and your legs have recovered, right? Now you should leave, don't bother seeing me out."

As she spoke, she tugged at him.

"Your shirt isn't dry yet." Fu Jingting glanced at the balcony, then looked at her. "Should I wear this?"

He was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, which was a bit inappropriate for the day.

However, even though he was wearing a suit on the outside, you couldn't tell that he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt underneath.

Although his suit was quite formal, wearing a casual T-shirt underneath seemed a bit inappropriate... but... it was still okay.

This man is a natural clothes hanger; his face is his trademark, and his charisma speaks for itself...

Realizing that she was actually giving him a score in her mind, and not a low one at that, Xu Qingcheng snapped back to reality.

She coughed lightly. "This is fine too."

Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow. "Will you bring that shirt to me when it's dry? Or I can come and get it."

"You need a shirt?" Xu Qingcheng glared at him. It's just a shirt, why is he making such a fuss?!

"I'm going to return the T-shirt to you anyway, so I'll just take it with me."

Xu Qingcheng: "I don't need any more T-shirts, so I don't need them."

She frowned after saying that, "Where did you find this T-shirt? I don't remember having one at home."

He then looked at Xu Qingyao, "Is it yours?"

"no."

Xu Qingyao denied it, "Are you blind? Am I that tall? Have you forgotten which wild man's clothes you hid here?"

The T-shirt fit Fu Jingting perfectly. Xu Qingyao is over 1.8 meters tall, which is not short, but she is indeed shorter than Fu Jingting.

"Xu Qingyao, is that even human language you're talking about?" How can someone criticize their own sister like that?

Is it really appropriate to ruin her reputation like this in front of outsiders?

Is he still her younger brother?

Xu Qingcheng's forehead twitched, her face turned black, and she went up to hit him.

Xu Qingyao seemed to have anticipated this and was prepared, so he quickly jumped away. Xu Qingcheng's problem was something she couldn't change from childhood to adulthood; she only allowed officials to set fires while forbidding ordinary people to light lamps. She was used to being bullied, and it had almost become an instinct.

Not only did they avoid it, but they also added fuel to the fire, saying, "Did I say something wrong? I'm stating the facts!"

"Xu Qingyao, if you've got the guts, then stand right there and don't run away!"

"Do you think I'm brain-dead or have masochistic tendencies? Standing here and taking your beating?" Xu Qingyao retorted expressionlessly, his sarcasm reaching its peak!

Xu Qingcheng was so angry that she rushed over and decided she couldn't vent her anger without giving the brat a good beating.

Xu Qingyao deliberately hid next to Fu Jingting, who acted as a shield and was quickly hit by Xu Qingcheng several times.

Xu Qingyao's triumphant smile infuriated Xu Qingcheng, who stomped her feet and vented her anger on Fu Jingting. "Why are you blocking my way? Do you have masochistic tendencies?"

Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow slightly. These two siblings had different speaking styles, but they were similar in their way of speaking.

He clicked his tongue and stepped aside to make room for her. As Xu Qingcheng took a step forward, Xu Qingyao tried to dodge to Fu Jingting's side again. The man put his arm around Xu Qingcheng's shoulder to block him and moved back to avoid her. The woman's hand slapped Xu Qingyao on the back.

Fu Jingting didn't give Xu Qingyao a chance to continue dodging. He hooked Xu Qingyao's foot with his foot and, as Xu Qingyao staggered, pulled him by the arm and sent him directly in front of Xu Qingcheng.

Qingcheng grabbed Xu Qingyao's ear and said fiercely, "Xu Qingyao, I'll give you a chance. Say it again."

Depend on!

These two teamed up!

Xu Qingyao, a grown man, felt deeply embarrassed that his sister was twisting his ear. "Let go first."

"Say it again, until I'm satisfied." Xu Qingcheng raised her chin and wouldn't let go.

Xu Qingyao snorted, "Then tell me what I should say? Why do you have men's clothes here? Don't say they're mine, I won't take the blame for you."

"You still dare to talk! You still dare to talk!" Xu Qingcheng was furious.

Looking at her expression, and then at Fu Jingting who was watching the show with amusement, Xu Qingyao suddenly realized, "Sis, you've fallen for him, haven't you? You seem to care about him that much... Ouch!"

Why do you care so much about his opinion?

Before Xu Qingyao could finish speaking, Xu Qingcheng pinched him hard. "Shut up!"

Xu Qingyao was speechless when he saw that her face was completely red...

sister-in-law...

Still impressive.

How long has it been? How could he still make his sister secretly fall for him?

Fu Jingting finally said something at this moment, "Alright, stop fooling around."

He reached out and grabbed Xu Qingcheng's hand, then glanced at Xu Qingyao, a look that carried a warning: "Don't make her angry."

Xu Qingyao clicked his tongue and said no more.

Fu Jingting's phone rang. He glanced at it and saw it was Yu Shinan calling. He quickly answered it.

"I have some news to tell you first." Yu Shinan paused for a moment. "A case occurred in the suburbs. We checked the victim's dashcam footage and found something unexpected. This car had passed near the scene of that person's accident, but... the dashcam was faulty and had limited storage time. We couldn't see the earlier footage, but we could see a child in the recorded footage."

The news came about quite by accident. Yu Shinan ran into the police station while handling other matters. Fu Jingting had used almost every available channel to search for information about the child. Yu Shinan was also involved, but one piece of seemingly useful information after another was gradually eliminated, and there was no useful information at all. It was really frustrating.

Today he came to see an old friend in the Criminal Investigation Department to try and smooth things over. They were investigating a case, and the dashcam video was being played back. By sheer coincidence, Yu Shinan happened to see it.

"We need a tech expert to see if there's a way to get to the beginning. I don't know if this information is valuable, but..."

Fu Jingting listened to him with bated breath, his temples clenched. "We can give it a try. Whether it works or not."

Yu Shinan hummed in agreement. "Are there any tech experts you know?"

Fu Jingting turned his head and glanced at it. "Yes. Where are you now? Let's go over there."

Yu Shinan reported the location.

Fu Jingting turned to Xu Qingyao and said, "Call Song Chang and tell her to come over right away. You're coming with me to the police station."

His expression was serious, and Xu Qingyao knew what it was without even guessing. He solemnly replied "Okay," picked up his phone, and called Song Chang.

"Sister Chang, something's come up here. Can you come back and keep my sister company?"

Xu Qingyao hung up the phone and looked up at Fu Jingting. "Sister Chang said it might take her half an hour."

Fu Jingting hummed in response, his jawline taut, revealing his tension.

Sometimes, receiving a piece of information makes you happy.

But I'm even more afraid of the disappointment that follows the joy.

But I'm still a little impatient.

"Tell her to hurry up," Fu Jingting whispered.

Xu Qingyao was about to make a call when Xu Qingcheng snatched it away, saying, "You do whatever he says? Xu Qingyao, when did you become so obedient? Are you even close to him?"

Xu Qingyao: "...It's alright. Not much more familiar than you."

Xu Qingcheng glared at him. The two were clearly not strangers. "Tell the truth. And what were you doing at the police station with him? What did you do wrong?"

Xu Qingcheng's heart clenched at the mention of the police station, a familiar sense of fear washing over her.

She could almost see Qingyao handcuffed and talking to her through the glass. Xu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly reddened, and tears inexplicably streamed down her face.

"Sister, why are you crying so suddenly?" Xu Qingyao was stunned, anxious, and at a loss.

"Tell me, have you done something wrong?"

"No, he's fine, don't overthink it," Fu Jingting reassured her.

Xu Qingcheng looked at him, and her heart inexplicably calmed down, but his next words made her heart jump again.

"I have something to do."

"You? You, what happened to you?" Xu Qingcheng was speechless. Her eyes were wide open, and she couldn't hide the panic in them.

"Don't worry. I'm fine too." Fu Jingting pressed his hand down on her head. "Lend me your brother; he's very good with computers. Don't overthink it."

Xu Qingcheng said "oh" and then mumbled awkwardly, "I wasn't worried about you."

Fu Jingting smiled and said, "I know."

His fingers slid down, his knuckles brushing against her nose.

The gesture... was so intimate that it felt incredibly familiar to her.

Some inexplicable images cram into my head, a jumbled mess, and then suddenly disappear before I can see them clearly.

Xu Qingcheng covered her nose with her hand, somewhat at a loss, and could only lower her eyes and avoid looking at him.

Xu Qingyao called Song Chang again, urging her to hurry up.

Once Song Chang arrived, the two of them left without stopping for a moment.

In such a rush, I didn't even know what to do.

Watching the two figures leave, Xu Qingcheng asked Song Chang, "Changchang, are Qingyao and Fu Jingting very close?"

Song Chang paused for a moment, then gave a conservative answer, "Maybe."