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

Tang Tang knew about Tang Kejia's past and was afraid that her presence would cause unnecessary misunderstandings. Fu Jingting and Xu Qingcheng had been through so much and had such a difficult time; wouldn't it be pointless to cause trouble on such a good day?

"Are you worried about them?" Fu Pingxiu looked at her.

Tang Tang nodded, "I'm afraid of causing trouble." Besides, it's her family, so it's not a good idea.

"Don't overthink it." Fu Pingxiu squeezed her hand. "Tang Kejia is nothing compared to Jingting's deep affection."

"Hmm?" Tang Tang looked up in confusion, as if she had discovered something. "I heard Mom and Si Chen talk about them. It wasn't that they took the initiative for Shengshi Qingcheng..."

Tang Tang's eyes crinkled with laughter. "Could it be that Uncle's carefully planned scheme?"

Fu Pingxiu smiled faintly, "I don't know that, but I do know that he commissioned someone to paint a portrait of a woman. He dictated the painting to the artist, and when Gu Feibai said that he criticized the professional painter as worthless, he almost became depressed."

"Doesn't it look like the picture?"

"Perhaps he himself couldn't explain it clearly." Fu Pingxiu's eyes curved slightly. "Later, he even studied painting for a while."

"This is so romantic!" Tang Tang exclaimed, her eyes crinkling. "Is he painting a beautiful woman?"

"I don't know about that. You'll have to ask him, because he didn't draw it himself."

Fu Pingxiu looked in Fu Jingting's direction and happened to see him stealing a kiss on his wife while greeting people.

He chuckled and looked away. At first, when Jingting was so insistent on marrying her, he thought the guy was using marriage as part of his plan.

It turned out that it was all premeditated.

Xu Qingcheng was furious. In broad daylight, with people coming and going, he still came over to kiss her. Couldn't he be more discreet?

She pinched his back hard with her fingers. "Did you smudge my lipstick?"

"Let me see." The man reached out and lifted her chin, nuzzling her lips. "No flowers, it looks beautiful."

Xu Qingcheng snorted and turned her face away.

She greets guests with a smile, but when facing them, she's in a bad mood.

The man couldn't help but laugh, leaning closer. "Still angry with me?"

"no."

"What do you mean 'nothing'? It's too obvious." Fu Jingting clicked his tongue twice, then leaned close to her ear, "Have some nerve. Next time, I won't keep you hanging on. I'll make you feel good and satisfied."

Xu Qingcheng's face suddenly flushed. She was so annoyed she wanted to stomp her foot. She lowered her voice and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who, who..."

She looked around in a panic, afraid that someone would overhear her.

This guy is so wicked. Every time, he cuts her off just before she reaches the peak, leaving her feeling agonizingly frustrated and on the verge of collapse. She's tried everything, even pleading with him, and he even stole the watch she bought him.

There's nothing inherently wrong with romance between husband and wife, but they're not the only ones at home.

Miss Xu felt very embarrassed, and she couldn't suppress her temper.

"The watches my wife designed are beautiful." Fu Jingting showed off by extending his hand in front of her. "But even the most beautiful watch has to complement the person wearing it."

His smug, "I've made your watch look even more expensive" attitude left Xu Qingcheng both amused and exasperated.

Okay, she admitted that the Nautilus he used to wear was much better than hers, but a watch with her design incorporated into it on his wrist was enough to make people take a second look, regardless of the brand.

It's not that the watch is particularly good, or that his wrist is particularly beautiful, but rather it's the prestige that comes with Fu Jingting's status and position that makes even a cheap watch worth a second glance.

However, his cheerful demeanor unexpectedly showed that he cared, and Miss Xu was actually... very happy inside.

Almost all the guests had arrived. After settling the elders at the table, the two went to their grandparents' table first. No one else would say anything about Fu Hongxin's situation, but the old man and woman were still upset. After all, he was their grandson, and they had spent a long time trying to get him to settle down.

The two greeted each other, and Xu Qingcheng was about to take Xu Yuan away when she saw that she was staying there. But the little one didn't want to leave and stayed in Zhong Wanxiu's arms, showing off the new gift she had received.

Fu Jingting reached out and pinched her little ear. "Xu Yuan, be good and go with Brother Mo Sen."

Xu Yuan was unhappy. When she saw her father glare at her, she was so scared that she hid in her grandmother's arms and complained to him.

"Grandma, I don't want to go with Dad. Dad is mean, very mean. He bullies Mom."

The little girl's innocent, childlike accusation made all the adults laugh, and they teased her, asking, "Why was Daddy so mean? Why did he bully Mommy?"

"Dad and Mom fought, and Mom cried." Xu Yuan said earnestly and sadly, "Yuan Yuan doesn't like Dad anymore."

Zhong Wanxiu couldn't help but look up and glare at Fu Jingting. "You've made your move?"

Fu Jingting was both amused and exasperated. "You've learned to lie, Xu Yuan. How could Daddy bear to fight with Mommy?"

"Yuanyuan didn't lie, Daddy bit Mommy..." The little one even gestured vividly.

Make a wish!

Xu Qingcheng is going crazy!

Fu Jingting reached out and pulled Xu Yuan out of her grandmother's arms. This little brat is something else; she dares to say anything.

He picked her up and tossed her to Xu Qingyao.

Aside from those who are hard of hearing and didn't understand, probably very few people at the scene didn't understand.

Zhong Wanxiu coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject, as her second daughter-in-law was already losing face.

Xu Qingcheng blushed and quickly left after saying goodbye.

Fu Jingting handed Xu Yuan to Xu Qingyao, then turned around and saw Xu Qingcheng leaving, so he quickly followed her.

The man stopped her outside and pulled her to an inconspicuous corner.

Xu Qingcheng was annoyed, "I told you, don't be careful, don't do it in front of children."

He was very careful. When did Xu Yuan see it?

Fu Jingting was speechless. Since his wife was easily embarrassed, he could only try to appease her for now. "It was my fault. I will definitely be more careful in the future."

He grabbed her hand and pretended to slap it on his face.

Xu Qingcheng glared at him resentfully, withdrew her hand, and rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm so embarrassed. I wish I could dig a hole and bury myself in it."

Whatever happened between the two of them, it was exposed by someone else. It wasn't like they were young people; she couldn't save face in front of her elders. She was both angry and annoyed, but she couldn't do anything to Xu Yuan or him.

What's even more infuriating is that neither of them acted like anything was wrong, while she herself felt incredibly embarrassed.

"Aren't you embarrassed? How can you be so shameless?" Xu Qingcheng poked his cheek, full of resentment.

Fu Jingting laughed, "How about we change the face?"

"nerve!"

Mr. Fu was witty, humble, shameless, and shameless; in short, he wanted to please his wife.

Miss Xu wasn't actually angry, she just felt awkward. Although he wouldn't stop being awkward just by coaxing her, she had to admit that if he did coax her, she would lose her temper.

Tang Kejia stood to the side and looked at the man and woman. She was standing a little far away and could not hear their conversation completely, especially since they were deliberately lowering their voices.

But the man's slightly bent back, his smiling eyes, and his patient, coaxing manner were something anyone would envy.

A man who was once high above others and unruly, a man who was higher than the sky, should not be so humble even if he has fallen in love with someone.

However, the body language between the two naturally conveys their intimacy, an intimacy that no one else can intrude upon.

Tang Kejia felt a pang of bitterness. She reached up and pulled at her sleeve, covering the bruises on her arm. Everything Xu Qingcheng was enjoying now should have been hers.

The banquet was filled with joy, as the family had welcomed a new member. Fu Pinghui and his wife, along with their eldest and youngest sons and their wives, toasted everyone, receiving compliments and congratulations from all sides, who said the couple was blessed.

Zhong Wanxiu looked up at the man beside her, her eyes slightly red, a sign of hardship, yet also of good fortune.

Fu Pinghui looked at her. The two had been together for so long that they didn't need to say anything; a single glance was enough for them to understand each other.

Fu Pinghui smiled. "Today, we're just missing Sichen."

"It's not convenient for her to come back right now," Zhong Wanxiu sighed. "I always wanted to keep her here for a few more years, but I never expected that she would be the youngest to get married among them. Once she's married, she's an adult, and I can't worry about her too much."