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

After buying their things, Xu Qingcheng told them to go ahead while she went to pick up something nearby.

"What do you want?" Zhong Wanxiu asked.

"I ordered a watch for Jingting," Xu Qingcheng explained.

Zhong Wanxiu suddenly remembered, "Oh right, isn't Jingting's birthday coming up soon?"

She chuckled, "I've been so busy lately that I completely forgot about it."

"It's his birthday, he should celebrate it for you. He should remember it himself," Xu Qingcheng said obediently.

A child's birthday is a mother's day of suffering. Childbirth is truly a brush with death for a woman.

"What a coincidence, this day is the same as the child's 100th day."

"What a coincidence," Zhong Wanxiu laughed. "I was so busy with the little one that I completely forgot about his birthday."

"But it's better that you remember than that others do. He'll definitely be happy," Zhong Wanxiu said, half-jokingly.

"That's right, no one remembers it as well as his wife. Uncle must be secretly delighted." Tang Tang chuckled along.

"Mom! Sister-in-law," Xu Qingcheng called out coquettishly, making herself feel embarrassed.

She didn't buy Fu Jingting a proper gift. From the chaos after regaining her memories to suddenly realizing that his birthday was coming up, it was too late to do it herself.

But I just want to be nicer to my man, even nicer.

The watch wasn't from a particularly famous brand; it was more of a niche brand in the mechanical watch industry. However, they could customize models and make changes to details, ensuring that no two watches were the same. Since there wasn't enough time, Xu Qingcheng chose a model and then had a new design made on the dial. The other party processed it according to her sketches, and thankfully, it was still in time.

When Xu Qingcheng got home, it was already evening. The nanny was feeding Qinghan formula. The little guy had a sensitive stomach, so he had to be fed small amounts frequently. It seemed like he was eating all the time, but he still didn't get as chubby as before.

"How was your day?" Xu Qingcheng asked the nanny.

"Fortunately, she seems to like the formula after we switched and hasn't cried much."

Xu Qingcheng leaned closer. The little guy was drinking with gusto. She smiled and tapped his little cheek. "You little rascal, you're too picky about food. Your sister isn't picky at all."

"Yes. As for Ruchu, she's much less of a worry to worry about; she can eat and sleep well," the nanny said with a smile.

They're twins, but you can already tell their temperaments and personalities are different from this. I wonder what they'll be like when they grow up.

"The master is back, and he's upstairs playing with Xuyuan."

"Ah! He's back? So early?" Xu Qingcheng didn't notice the cars outside when she came back and went upstairs.

The two were playing on the second-floor terrace. Fu Jingting was wearing a little devil headband, and Xu Yuan was wearing a cute little white rabbit headband. The two were having a great time role-playing.

Xu Qingcheng leaned against the door frame and looked over, her eyes and brows full of smiles. Just looking at her made one feel happy.

Fu Jingting saw the person and whispered something in Xu Yuan's ear.

Xu Qingcheng didn't pay attention to her walking inside. When she got close, the two of them suddenly turned around with a ferocious look and shouted "Wow!"

Miss Xu was startled and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She reached out and slapped Fu Jingting hard, "What are you doing? You scared me to death!"

Too childish!

And she was actually quite frightened.

Xu Yuan giggled, and Xu Qingcheng pinched her cheek, "You little rascal, trying to scare Mom with Daddy."

"Then next time I'll scare Dad with Mom." Xu Yuan shook her mother's hand in a pleading manner.

Fu Jingting chuckled, "You've betrayed us so quickly?"

The little one giggled, grabbed her doll, and ran outside, saying she wanted to play with her younger siblings.

Xu Qingcheng followed and saw the nanny downstairs. She called out to the nanny and looked at Xu Yuan, then stood still.

The man hugged her from behind, gently nibbling her ear, "Did you go shopping with Mom and sister-in-law?"

"Yes, these are clothes I bought for the baby's 100-day celebration." Xu Qingcheng tilted his head. He always kissed and nibbled her ear. The skin behind her ear was sensitive, and the man's breath tickled it, making her feel unbearably itchy.

"Stop, it's too itchy."

She hunched her shoulders and pressed her palm against his chin.

"Where does it itch? Here?" he asked deliberately, intentionally rubbing the skin behind her ear.

"Stop it, you're so annoying." Xu Qingcheng squirmed and twisted in his arms, as if a chemical reaction would occur between them whenever they touched.

Fu Jingting hugged her and sighed. Unfortunately, there were too many people at home, so they couldn't enjoy themselves to the fullest.

"Why are you sighing?" Xu Qingcheng glanced at him.

"I want to spend some time alone with you." He sounded particularly aggrieved.

Xu Qingcheng smiled, pursing her lips. "Are we supposed to just abandon them and elope?"

A low chuckle escaped the man's throat. "It's not entirely impossible."

Xu Qingcheng pinched him lightly with her fingers.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Honey, it's your birthday. Tell me if there's anything you want, and I'll make it happen."

The man raised an eyebrow. "Elope?"

Xu Qingcheng reached out and slapped him on the mouth. "Be serious."

Fu Jingting laughed, "I thought you were so focused on your son and daughter that you forgot about me."

"No, that won't do." Miss Xu smiled. "Think it over carefully. This is a one-time thing. Tell me when you've thought of something."

Fu Jingting pinched her nose, and the man's phone rang, interrupting their sweet moment. It was Yu Shinan calling.

The call was to verify something about the hotel; it was brief and to the point, and then the call ended.

Fu Jingting hung up the phone and saw Xu Qingcheng staring at him. "What are you looking at?"

"Yu Shinan, didn't you say he was getting married? What's the situation now? Is he married?" She was afraid she might have missed some information, since she had lost her memory for a period of time and no one had told her about what happened during that time.

"Not settled."

"So they broke up?"

"I don't know, but Lin Yuanqing's belly is getting bigger and bigger." Fu Jingting clicked his tongue. "Her due date is around the Spring Festival."

"Ah." Xu Qingcheng looked at him, "Then is it the same as us?"

"What?"

"Let's get the marriage certificate first, and we can talk about the wedding later. After all, it's really not a good look to get married while heavily pregnant."

Fu Jingting scoffed, seemingly looking down on Lin Yuanqing, but he didn't bother to say anything more.

Xu Qingcheng seemed to be thinking of something, and shook her head with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing."

Fu Jingting didn't believe her and pinched her face to make her confess.

Ms. Xu could only say, "No, I just think I might have been overthinking things before. I thought Si Chen had feelings for Yu Shinan."

"I'm surprised you even have such an idea." Fu Jingting scoffed. "The cook is so old."

Miss Xu exclaimed, "What a comment!"

She reached out and pinched the man's cheek. "Hey, you two are about the same age, aren't you, old man!"

She joked as she pulled away from his embrace, "I don't like old men, I'm going to find some young guys."

Unfortunately, she was caught by him after only a few steps. The old man felt provoked, so Miss Xu had no choice but to beg for mercy.

"Let's not talk about them. Tell me first, when are we going to have our wedding? Hmm?" The man looked at her, reached out and placed his hand on her waist to measure her figure. "This waist of yours has completely captivated me. I'm not worried about not looking good in my wedding dress."

He couldn't wait for her to put on her wedding dress and walk towards him to the sound of music.

Xu Qingcheng smiled gently, her brows furrowed. She wrapped her arms around the man's waist and hugged him. It was just a ceremony, but what woman doesn't long to be a beautiful bride? Even if marriage is the tomb of love, she wanted to be buried here with him. Whether they loved each other or fought each other, he could only be hers.

but.

"Let's wait a bit, Mom and Dad are worried sick too." Let's take it slow and wait until everyone calms down.

She glanced at him, her eyebrows raised, "We've already got the marriage certificate, and she's yours. What are you afraid of?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of anything, it's that I'm afraid Miss Xu will be jealous of Mrs. Fu."

"you!"

How annoying! They actually made fun of her about this.

Miss Xu snorted and poked his left chest with her finger. "Your ex-wife is still in there, isn't she? You can't forget her, can you?"

Fu Jingting laughed. "You can't forget it, Miss Xu. Does that bother you?"

"How can you not care?" Xu Qingcheng raised her eyes and glanced sideways at her. "Tell me, besides your ex-wife, are there other people hiding here?"

"Tsk, are you digging deeper?"

"Of course." Miss Xu hooked her fingers around the buttons of his shirt, unbuttoned them, and mischievously drew circles on his chest with her fingertips.

Heart shapes are stacked on top of each other.

Watching the man's chest heave violently, Xu Qingcheng leaned close to her ear to listen to his heartbeat become erratic and rapid. She turned her head and bit down, leaving a mark with her teeth as punishment. "Your heart is beating faster. Are you really hiding someone else?"

The woman pursed her lips, clearly displeased.

Fu Jingting hissed and suddenly flipped over, throwing the woman who was straddling him off. "He's hiding someone, hiding a heartless little vixen."

"Who's heartless? You're the one who hid someone. I'm going to hide someone too, have you forgotten..." Xu Qingcheng screamed, her hands bound and unable to move.

She didn't know what had gotten into this man. He made her suffer so much when it was supposed to be a joke. Xu Qingcheng cried and begged for mercy, not understanding why, in the end, he was the one questioning her about who she had in her heart now.

"My ex-husband."

"My husband."

"Fu Jingting!"

She was relentlessly interrogated until she called out his name, at which point the man stopped tormenting her.

The feeling of being suspended was too uncomfortable; her eyes reddened, and she whimpered and rubbed against him, trying to get him to give her a quick end.

Fu Jingting reached out and lifted her chin. "Have you forgotten?"

Xu Qingcheng shook her head vigorously, her eyes brimming with tears.

She clung to his shoulder, looking aggrieved, "I won't forget, I'll never forget you again."

"You little liar!" Fu Jingting gritted his teeth.

She said she wouldn't forget, but she forgot him twice.

Even now, she probably hasn't remembered it.

Xu Qingcheng pouted, unaware of the man's resentment. She simply huffed, "You bullied me, so I'm not giving you my birthday present."

Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow. "Really not giving it to me?"

Xu Qingcheng didn't reply to him, but kicked him instead.

The man grabbed her ankle, and Xu Qingcheng braced herself on the bed, her face flushed red. Seeing his wicked, lecherous look, she yelled at him, "Let me go! You shameless bastard!"

There was a knocking sound at the door, followed by a child's sweet voice calling out, "Daddy and Mommy, dinner's ready!"

I knocked for a long time but no one answered the door; the nanny had taken me away.

Miss Xu bit the bed sheet, her face flushed and on the verge of collapse. She sobbed, "I bought you a watch, and I designed the dial. Fu Jingting, is this how you bully me?"

……

The 100-day celebration was very lively.

Fu Sichen didn't come back, but he sent gifts to the children in advance, giving the twins and Fu Shaoxing each a cute little golden tiger bracelet.

In order to show no favoritism, gifts were also prepared for Fu Mosen and Xu Yuan.

The items were sent directly to Zhong Wanxiu, and her grandmother took out her aunt's gift that same day.

Fu Mosen wanted a game console he had wanted for a long time. He jumped for joy and shouted that he wanted to make a video call to his aunt. Fu Mosen then snatched his mother's phone away.

The girl wished for a beautiful little Hanfu (traditional Chinese clothing) and a long, flowing hair tie. She was overjoyed and wouldn't change her clothes; she insisted that her mother put the hair tie on her.

The guests included the Fu family, the Xu family, and Tang Tang's relatives and friends. Fu Jingting and Xu Qingcheng were too busy greeting the guests to attend to everyone.

The banquet was held at the Silver Bay Hotel, but Yu Shinan was also an invited guest. The man reached out and picked Xu Yuan up, taking the hair tie from her hand. "Shall I put it on for you?"

Xu Yuan nodded happily.

Yu Shinan placed the little one on a platform to the side, let her stand on it, and took her hair tie to put it on her.

"Auntie, look, look, this is Fu Shaoxing, and this is Fu Qinghan." Fu Mosen held up his phone and recorded a video of the scene for Fu Sichen to see, the camera flashing in front of the two boys' faces.

"Don't move your phone so fast, I haven't even had a chance to properly look at them!" Fu Sichen said helplessly.

"They're not that great to look at. Look at Ruchu, isn't she adorable?" Fu Mosen lingered the camera on Fu Ruchu, letting his aunt have a good look. "She's so soft, small, and cute. She also loves to laugh. Aunt, don't you think she's just as beautiful as you?"

"Don't try to sweet-talk me, kid. There's only one game console; there won't be any more." Fu Sichen chuckled.

"Oh, Auntie, that's not right. I just wanted to show you how cute Xiaoruchu is."

Fu Mosen's affection, envy, and jealousy were beyond words. Fu Sichen chuckled, "You like your little sister that much, huh?"

"Of course. My dad and second uncle like my aunt a lot too. Oh, and Uncle Nan as well."

When Fu Mosen saw Yu Shinan, the teenager rushed over, shoving his phone almost in Yu Shinan's face, and asked abruptly, "Is this Uncle Nan?"

Yu Shinan had never served a young girl before. His hands were rough, and he almost broke out in a sweat just putting a hair tie on the little girl. His hair was sore from being pulled, and Xu Yuan frowned and kept crying out in pain.

The man frowned, giving Fu Mosen a rather unfriendly look. "What do you mean, 'isn't it'?"

"I'm asking if you also like your aunt."

The man's hand suddenly stopped. He turned his head and grabbed Fu Mosen.

The video call on the phone screen shows that it has ended.

"Hey, why did Auntie hang up?" Fu Mosen jumped up, broke free from Yu Shinan, and dialed back.

But the person on the other end of the phone never answered.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly appeared on camera, and Fu Sichen instinctively cut off the video.

At opposite ends of the Earth, the time difference seems to separate people into two different worlds.

He was in the daytime, she was in the nighttime.

He was in the darkness, she was in the daylight.

If we cannot connect, then it is better not to meet at all.

Everything that should or shouldn't have happened in the past is gone.

She will let it go completely, she definitely will.

Xu Yuan wore a hair tie and ran to show all the elderly people to her, asking if she was pretty or not, which made them laugh.

This 100-day celebration was attended by close relatives and friends, but inevitably some people tried to take advantage of the occasion and used various connections to get there.

From the moment Tang Kejia walked in, Tang Tang's expression was not good.

Fu Pingxiu followed her gaze and frowned slightly. He turned his head to look at Tang Tang and gently patted her hand to comfort her.

Today's celebration is less a 100-day celebration for the twins and more a welcoming gift from Fu Shaoxing.

Even though Tang Tang didn't have much affection for the Tang family, she still had to maintain appearances. They could choose not to come, but the Fu family couldn't be impolite. However, she didn't expect that Tang Kaiji would bring Tang Kejia along as well.

Tang Tang looked up at Fu Pingxiu, "Uncle and Qingcheng..."