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

That's true, but how can a mother not worry?

"Mom, we're planning to go out after the Spring Festival. We can go see Sichen on your behalf," Xu Qingcheng said hurriedly.

"What are you going there for?"

"Yes, the family that sent Qinghan to the orphanage is over there. Go over and thank them," Fu Jingting explained.

Fu Pinghui nodded, "You should go, that's the right thing to do."

There are many conflicts in this world. Some people hate each other so much that they wish the other would go to hell, but they are always healed by kind people in some unexpected place.

On this joyous day, as the father of twins, who had been lost and found again, he was naturally happy. He was also kept up by his friends and inevitably drank a little more than usual.

happy.

Seeing him drink like he was chugging water, Xu Qingcheng gently tugged at his clothes, "You should drink less."

"Can you manage with just a little?" Gu Feibai approached with a wine glass. "You can't drink less today, you'll be punished. We're all waiting for your wedding night, and you three are doing this quietly!"

Gu Feibai gave Fu Jingting a thumbs up, "Awesome, bro! Killing two birds with one stone. You should teach everyone how to do it."

"Damn it!" Fu Jingting laughed and cursed, "Watch your mouth, your sister-in-law's here!"

Xu Qingcheng was really getting restless; what kind of mess was this?

She turned to leave, but still worried, she reminded Song Xingzhi, "Don't let him drink too much."

Song Xingzhi raised an eyebrow, lazily sitting in his chair and looking up at Xu Qingcheng. He stretched out his arm to easily block her path. "I've helped you more than once, how about you help me out?"

"What did you do to help me?" Xu Qingcheng scoffed, giving him a cold look.

Knowing he was coming, Song Chang didn't come today.

"Back then, I was the one who created the opportunity for you to successfully climb into his bed," Song Xingzhi said shamelessly.

Xu Qingcheng blushed; he hadn't expected him to bring up such an old story in public.

"Oh, so your sister-in-law took the initiative?" Gu Feibai asked curiously. "Who wouldn't like someone like you? What did you see in him? Is he just particularly despicable? Damn... another slap on the head!"

Gu Feibai jumped up and cursed as Fu Jingting slapped him hard on the head.

Tang Jinchao took off his glasses and pressed his brow. He turned to look at Song Xingzhi and said, "You should ask Fu Jingting for this favor."

Someone was probably secretly gloating over Song Xingzhi's matchmaking.

"That guy is really pretending to be an innocent innocent. I really thought that Fu Jingting was too arrogant to care about women who offered themselves up." Song Xingzhi scoffed. He had probably drunk quite a bit of wine. A few buttons on the collar of his light gray shirt were undone, and he looked lazy and slouching.

Xu Qingcheng knew they were talking about her and Fu Jingting, but she didn't delve into the meaning behind their words.

Anyway, she did have ulterior motives at the time and wanted to get close to this man. At that time, the only thing that could arouse his interest was probably her body.

Xu Qingcheng did not deny that many men looked at her with prejudice, but at that time, this was all she had left, and she had no sense of shame.

The composure she showed then still makes her feel ashamed to talk about it today. Xu Qingcheng wanted to leave, but Song Xingzhi didn't move, not even standing up. Yet he stretched out a long leg to block her way. "If you don't agree, your husband won't be able to come home sober today."

Xu Qingcheng glanced back at the man being entangled by Gu Feibai, still feeling uneasy. "Tell me, what is it?"

Song Xingzhi laughed. "It's simple. Call Song Chang and have him come over."

Xu Qingcheng stared at him, snorted, and said, "Let Fu Jingting get drunk to death."

She had already tried the trick of pretending to be drunk before.

Song Xingzhi clicked his tongue and stood up to stop her, but Fu Jingting tripped him. "Don't bother my wife."

Song Xingzhi, who nearly tripped and fell flat on his face, yelled "Damn it!" in retaliation, "Xu Qingcheng, do you know what it means to lure someone into a trap? Besides lust at first sight, Fu Jingting also..."

Xu Qingcheng didn't hear anything more; she had already left their room, leaving only the laughter of the group inside.

Miss Xu frowned, turned and walked away, where she was being criticized by them.

Gu Feibai, realizing the reason behind Song Xingzhi's question, followed him and asked why. Seeing that Tang Jinzhao, the cook, and Liang Zongyan didn't react, he was quite surprised. "You all knew?"

Tang Jinchao took off his glasses and pressed his temples. "I wouldn't say I know, but I guessed it."

At that time, when Ms. Xu was looking for someone to acquire Shengshi's laser business, Fu Jingting, the mastermind behind it all, went to great lengths.

Yu Shinan stubbed out his cigarette and met Gu Feibai's gaze. "You're very good at ordering me around. You even made me cook for his mistress."

Fu Jingting cursed, "Can't you speak properly? That's my wife."

Liang Zongyan laughed out loud, "He sent my nephew intimate photos of him and his wife, otherwise Miss Xu would have to call me uncle now."

Gu Feibai was utterly astonished.

This is such a sophisticated scheme.

When he got married, he used all thirty-six strategies from Sun Tzu's Art of War.

It's just a wedding, does it have to be so complicated?

Gu Feibai plopped down in his seat and leaned closer to Yu Shinan, "We'll be celebrating your son's one-month birthday soon, won't we?"

Yu Shinan pushed him away without much expression, his solemn expression showing no sign of alcohol.

Song Xingzhi glanced over, and just as Gu Feibai was about to speak again, he kicked the leg of his chair, "Enough with the nonsense."

Gu Feibai almost fell off his chair and rushed straight towards Song Xingzhi.

Yu Shinan took out a cigarette, lit it, took two deep drags, and suddenly asked Fu Jingting, "Are you going to see Si Chen after the Spring Festival?"

"Hmm." Fu Jingting turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"

Yu Shinan pressed his lips tightly together, and after a long while, he said, "Tell me before you leave."