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

Xu Qingcheng placed her hands on his shoulders, reservedly avoiding wrapping her arms around his neck.

The man deliberately staggered, and she pulled him into a tight embrace. "You, you're really drunk."

"Hmm. You drank quite a bit." Fu Jingting rubbed his face against her chest, taking advantage of her.

Xu Qingcheng felt her face burning hot, remembering how he had been so indecent in the car, rubbing and pinching her here and there, acting both lewd and wicked.

She bit her lip lightly, but did not push him away.

She let him hold her and do whatever he wanted.

He had bitten open the buttons on her blouse, and the man's high, straight nose was pressed against hers. Even his breathing became cautious, and she was already three-tenths drunk, even though she hadn't been drinking.

He held her close on the sofa, and Xu Qingcheng's face flushed.

The man looked down at her and smiled, reaching out to pinch her cheek. "Why are you blushing?"

He asked the question he already knew the answer to.

He leaned in and kissed her flushed cheeks, a low chuckle in his voice as he teased her, "Miss Xu is shy."

"You're so annoying." She reached out and pushed him away, covering his mouth to prevent him from touching it and not allowing him to say anything more.

This person is so annoying. Doesn't he understand why he sees through things but doesn't say anything?

Her current shy demeanor and soft, sweet voice were enough to melt anyone's bones. He found it incredibly rare and delightful, and even his own heart was pounding.

She easily pulled him back to his youthful, impetuous days, like two inexperienced teenagers, just looking at each other with a heart full of excitement.

He pulled her hand down and asked with a laugh, "How can I speak if you're covering it?"

He gestured for her to ask whatever she wanted to ask.

Xu Qingcheng did have many things she wanted to ask him, but suddenly she didn't know where to start, so she could only ask the questions she most wanted to know.

"When did you get married? When did you get divorced?" Xu Qingcheng sat on his lap facing him.

Her heart was pounding when she asked the question. It was something that had already happened, and she shouldn't dwell on it, but she couldn't let it go. So she simply asked, because no matter what, she had to know.

"We got married three years ago, and divorced just a few months later."

Xu Qingcheng was stunned. "They got divorced after only a few months? Why?"

Looking into her glaring eyes, Fu Jingting said, "Maybe she doesn't love me."

Ms. Xu was slightly shocked; she never thought that someone like him would be the one to be divorced.

Suddenly feeling sorry for him, Miss Xu reached out to touch his face, wanting to offer him some comfort, but the moment her hand touched him, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

She pinched his cheek with her fingers. "No, she doesn't love you, so she filed for divorce. What about you? You love her? You don't want a divorce? So, so, have you let her go now? You don't love her anymore? Is that right?"

Her pinching of his face was so unseemly that Fu Jingting grabbed her hand and couldn't help but laugh at her barrage of questions.

"Am I that funny?" Xu Qingcheng slapped him in annoyance, feeling that he was making fun of her, but she was really anxious to ask.

The man grabbed her waist with both hands and pulled her close to him, so that the two of them were pressed together. He stripped off her blouse, leaving her only in a champagne-colored camisole underneath.

The man pressed his lips to her rounded, lovely shoulder. Xu Qingcheng trembled slightly as the fine lines on his lips caressed her skin. The weather was a bit cool, but the place he touched felt like it was on fire.

She slumped weakly in his arms, twisting her waist restlessly. "You, you still haven't answered me."

Her waist was suddenly controlled by his large hands. Fu Jingting's forehead twitched slightly, and Miss Xu also froze, her face burning red.

The man's eyes were intensely aggressive, and his tipsy gaze held an extra touch of wickedness that made anyone who looked at him feel hot all over.

Xu Qingcheng avoided his gaze, instead lowering her eyes to ask him, "So, you don't love her anymore, do you?"

If he dared to say he still loved her, she really wanted to strangle him.

"……ah!"

Suddenly, he spun her around, catching Ms. Xu completely off guard. He pushed her down onto the sofa, his body mostly on top of hers, his elbows supporting her face. His fingers gently stroked her hair, his voice intimate and husky, "Ms. Xu, are you jealous? Even the oldest kind of jealousy?"

"Don't change the subject!" Xu Qingcheng tilted her head to one side. He was too close, their lips were almost touching.

She felt both shy and conflicted; his avoidance of direct answers was making her very irritated.

"I love you."

The man turned her face to face and confessed his love to her in a very serious manner.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned. She had only asked him if he still loved his ex-wife, not whether he should...

But she really had no resistance to those three words.

"You, you're lying to me." Miss Xu didn't believe it, but her voice sounded like she was being coquettish, hesitant and soft. "Are all men like this? They use sweet words to try and trick young girls into doing 'that' with you."

She blinked her eyelashes as she said this, she was genuinely embarrassed.

She had three children with him, and Fu Jingting found it hard to imagine that such an expression would appear on her, even when she first approached him, her boldness was reminiscent of her tarnished reputation at the time.

But he had to admit that he loved every version of Xu Qingcheng, absolutely loved her.

He was truly grateful, so grateful that she had given all her face to him alone.

"I'm not kidding you, it's all true."

The man's breath reeked of alcohol as he spoke, and Xu Qingcheng wrinkled her nose. "You smell strongly of alcohol. Are you talking nonsense?"

"I'll tell you again when I wake up tomorrow." He paused, then added, "I'll tell you every day from now on, until we're old."

"Who wants to grow old with you?" Miss Xu pushed him away slightly with her hand on his shoulder, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"She's my girlfriend now, and she'll be my wife in the future, accompanying me until we grow old." The man's smile was both wicked and tender. He leaned close to her ear, mimicking her tone, and teased her, "Let's do 'that' together."

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, she felt as if she had been bombed, and her bones were on fire.

"Fu Jingting!"

She angrily shouted his name and kicked her legs, trying to lift him up.

But he was so heavy, her little strength was useless!

"You scoundrel!" she called out, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of shyness and embarrassment.

"What's the point of a relationship if there's no 'hooliganism' between a man and a woman?"

He actually made a valid point.

"Miss Xu doesn't want to do 'that' with me?" He raised one eyebrow slightly.

Xu Qingcheng really couldn't stand him like this; he exuded wickedness from head to toe, but she... liked him so much.

If she didn't want him to get too cocky, she would have kissed him to shut him up and stop him from talking nonsense.

Xu Qingcheng turned her head away and ignored him.

The man chuckled softly, kissed her earlobe, and whispered, "I want to kiss you, I want to do 'that' with you, Miss Xu, do you agree?"

Seeing her ears turn as red as if they were dripping blood, the man's smile deepened.

"You!" Xu Qingcheng was beyond red-faced; she glared at him angrily and shyly.

How could he expect her to agree to something like this?

"Um?"

He also asked questions.

Where is the demeanor of a refined gentleman in him? He's more like a monstrous demon king, yet he pretends to be so polite, asking her, asking her why?!

Xu Qingcheng bit her lip lightly, without making a sound.

The man chuckled and moved closer to her, very close, yet not quite close enough. He didn't actually touch her; his hot breath brushed against her skin, but he didn't kiss her. He just teased her with ill intent.

Her cheeks were burning, her neck was burning, her chest was burning, and she felt as if his lips had brushed against her skin, yet also as if they hadn't.

He was so mean that he insisted on waiting for her answer.

Well……

He hadn't done anything, yet she was completely captivated.

The woman rubbed her legs together gently, her heels pressing against the sofa for support. Miss Xu tilted her head slightly to touch his lips as he leaned in.

The man suddenly raised his upper body, preventing her from touching him or kissing him.

The playful and amused look in her eyes was so embarrassing that Xu Qingcheng could only groan, wishing she could cover her face.

She bit her lip as she looked at him, her eyes filled with a captivating mix of coquettishness, anger, and resentment.

A low chuckle escaped the man's throat. He leaned down and kissed her lips deeply, sighing, "Baby..."

Xu Qingcheng hugged him; the man's shoulders and back were broad and strong, and hugging him felt like hugging everything.

The living room lights were very bright, and she felt a little embarrassed. She asked him to turn off the lights, but he refused. She asked him to carry her back to the bedroom, but he refused.

Ms. Xu was too embarrassed to resist, and her protest was ineffective.

The man smiled and said to her, "Baby, I want to see you blush."

She reached out to cover his eyes to stop him from seeing, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; he easily broke through her defenses.

Her delicate, seductive moans lingered for a long, long time; his gentleness and strength were an unbearable madness for her.

……

Xu Qingcheng was very tired but had slept well. She stretched and opened her eyes. The curtains in the room were drawn, with only one corner slightly open.

As dawn broke, she knew it must be very late without even checking the time.

There was no one around, but there were sounds coming from the living room.

Xu Qingcheng turned to look at the spot beside her where he had been lying, and suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. She grabbed the blanket and covered her face with it.

When Fu Jingting came in, he saw her wrapped in the blanket, kicking and struggling wildly, and he didn't know what was wrong.

The man walked over, reached out and pulled the sheet up to reveal her head. "What's wrong?"

The woman's face was revealed, a face full of affection and shyness, her bright eyes a mixture of shyness and joy, which made him momentarily stunned.

Xu Qingcheng grabbed the sheet and covered half her face, leaving only her eyes visible. She shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and an overwhelming surge of emotion welled up within him. He hooked her chin, leaned down, and kissed her.

Xu Qingcheng hummed in response, tilting her head back to receive his passion, her face flushed and her body limp.

Fu Jingting forced himself to let go of her, gently pressing his fingers against the corner of her lips. "Get up and eat."

"Um."

Xu Qingcheng responded, and she lowered her head to press against his chest, an ambiguous warmth spreading in every movement.

"Get out." She pushed him away. "I'm changing my clothes."

Knowing she was shy, Fu Jingting found it intriguing and wanted to tease her, but he couldn't help but savor this rare shyness and innocence. He reached out and pinched her cheek before leaving.

Xu Qingcheng hurriedly climbed out of bed to change her clothes. The floor felt soft under her feet. She carried her clothes into the bathroom, where her face was reflected in the mirror. It was flushed and beautiful.

She quickly washed up, but refused to go out without makeup, so she put on some light makeup before going out.

She wore a very figure-hugging nightgown, a spaghetti strap style, not too revealing, but definitely not conservative either.

There were only the two of them in the room. She admitted that she had her own little schemes. She had been completely defeated last night, and he had flirted with her so much that she had no face left.

Miss Xu really wanted to see his reaction.

But she didn't expect that Xu Qingyao was sitting in the living room, talking to Fu Jingting. When they heard the voice, they both looked over at the same time.

Xu Qingcheng instinctively crossed her arms to protect herself, then turned and went back to her bedroom.

dying.

When did Xu Qingyao arrive?

Xu Qingyao glanced at the man beside him. He coughed lightly, his young face slightly flushed. He knew what had happened without even looking.

However, they are a legitimate married couple, so there's nothing wrong with it.

But, according to Xu Qingcheng, she's not single?!

Tsk tsk tsk.

After reviewing the documents in his hand, Fu Jingting handed them to Xu Qingyao. "Just follow this, no problem."

"Shall we continue? Didn't I hear some news?" Xu Qingyao asked hesitantly.

"Yes. From a business perspective, smart cities are indeed the future direction. From a social responsibility perspective," the man paused, then began to speak gently, "I hope that fewer and fewer families will be able to avoid the pain of separation."

Xu Qingyao nodded. "I understand."

When Xu Qingcheng came out again, she was dressed very formally. When Fu Jingting saw her come out, he stood up and naturally patted her head. "Get ready and let's go eat."

A meal was laid out on the table. Xu Qingcheng smiled broadly, "Did you make this?"

"Otherwise what?" Fu Jingting glanced at her sideways, reaching out to flick her nose. "Want you to do it now?"

Xu Qingcheng covered her nose in embarrassment, wanting to see what he had done.

Then, he inadvertently met Xu Qingyao's gaze.

Xu Qingyao glanced at her casually, without any particular meaning, but was met with a fierce glare from the guilty Miss Xu.

"Why are you glaring at me?" Xu Qingyao retorted without holding back. "Are you eating breakfast or dinner now?"

"Mind your own business!" Xu Qingcheng retorted.

Fu Jingting had already gone to the restaurant and didn't care about the siblings bickering.

"I don't care." Xu Qingyao clicked her tongue. "You're really bold, bringing a man home like that. I'm going to tell my parents you have a man."

It means I don't care about you, but your parents will.

Xu Qingcheng glared at him, went up and slapped Xu Qingyao hard, warning him, "You're not allowed to talk nonsense."

Xu Qingyao hissed. This woman was really ruthless. He clicked his tongue twice. "What can't you say? Why are you hiding it?"

"It's not the right time anyway."

Xu Qingyao glanced at his sister's coy behavior and rolled his eyes. "You've already given him the person, what do you mean 'not the right time'?"

Xu Qingcheng blushed slightly, and then Xu Qingyao, who was stunned by her beating, said, "Fine, I'll make room for you."

"Wait a minute, what do you want with him? Do you two have a collaboration?" Xu Qingcheng remembered that news and grabbed Xu Qingyao. "Do you have that much energy? You're abandoning Shengshi to go and work on that smart city thing?"

"There's no problem with Shengshi, they have..." the brother-in-law replied.

Xu Qingyao hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Fu Jingting.

The man happened to come over, and he reached out and pulled Xu Qingcheng over, saying, "Ask me any questions later. The food is ready, so eat first."

His interruption gave Xu Qingyao an opportunity to quickly leave, saying, "Brother-in-law, I'm leaving now."

"W-what brother-in-law?"

Xu Qingcheng was taken aback. Was Xu Qingyao a traitor, or was he just eager to sell her out?

Seeing her stunned expression, Fu Jingting smiled and kissed her on the lips, "You called it correctly."

Miss Xu clutched his clothes tightly, her waist wrapped around his arms, her lips aching and swollen from his kisses, the man's teeth grinding against her tender lips, a faint laugh escaping his throat.

Miss Xu nestled limply in his arms, tilting her head up to ask, "Is there good news?"

He seemed to be in a good mood.

It was quite different from the dejected and lost state I felt that day.