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

The green floral dress, with its high-waisted design, sits below the bust line, making it visually striking.

Especially chiffon fabric, when it gets soaked, clings to the skin.

Around 2 p.m., the sun was shining brightly, and even the water droplets on her face seemed to sparkle.

Yu Shinan abruptly looked away, picked up her equipment, and walked into the yard. "Come in and wipe your face."

His movement of looking away was too deliberate. When Fu Sichen looked down, he gritted his teeth and quickly covered himself with his hands before following him inside.

Yu Shinan put her recording equipment aside and handed her a towel.

He didn't look at her the entire time, and while packing up his things in the yard, he asked, "Why didn't you call me before you came here?"

Fu Sichen wiped his face and then used a towel to dry his body. He had sprayed too much water earlier, and the front wasn't the worst affected area, but his back. He felt his wet dress sticking to his back, buttocks, and calves.

Even the little clothes got wet.

Whether you wipe it or not, it's not really useful.

However, since he had his back to her, it prevented her from feeling too awkward.

Fu Sichen glanced at the man's back. She hadn't wanted to call him anyway, and it was better if she didn't run into him.

"Auntie said you've been very busy lately, and I was afraid of bothering you." Fu Sichen tugged at her skirt, wondering if it could dry naturally.

The temperature at midday is alright this time of year; it's quite hot, and you can't even wear a coat.

But it's still a bit chilly in the mornings and evenings, so you'll need to wear a jacket.

Afraid of disturbing him?

She used to never be afraid of bothering him, she would go to great lengths to bother him.

Things are definitely different now.

No one can go back to the past.

Yu Shinan moved the stool in the yard to the side, then turned around. "There's nothing I can't bother you with. If you need anything, just give me a call..."

The man's voice paused for a moment. She was bending over, wiping the water stains off her legs. Her dress bounced up, revealing the clear lines of her back and hips. The thin chiffon blouse clung tightly to her body.

A fire suddenly started burning without any warning, and Yu Shinan turned around and went straight into the kitchen.

"mom."

Ding Jing had already kneaded the dough and was about to prepare the filling when she saw him come in and said directly, "Did you see Si Chen? She said she was going to the garden to film a video. My garden is a mess, it's just home-cooked food, what's there to film?"

Why didn't she tell me she was coming?

"I was just worried I'd bother you while you were busy," Ding Jing said with a smile. "Besides, she's coming to see me, so it doesn't matter whether you're here or not. You can go ahead and do your thing. I haven't seen her in so long, I really miss her. It's rare that she still thinks of me and even calls me when she gets back."

"Hey, wash those peppercorn sprouts, I'll fry some for her." Ding Jing instructed Yu Shinan, laughing as she said, "She hasn't been back to China in a long time, and the food abroad is so limited, this girl is really craving it."

"I didn't see her in the garden. She was soaked from the water spray. We need to find her some clothes to change into."

"Lin Yuanqing's clothes are here, go get her a set." Ding Jing looked at her oily hands and told him to go.

"I don't know where I put it?"

"In your room, in that row of cabinets, I remember it was there."

Although Lin Yuanqing's girlfriend doesn't come often, she does come occasionally. She has to make sure she looks presentable, which saves her from all those messy blind dates.

Ding Jing was dissatisfied with Lin Yuanqing, but later she became pregnant.

after that……

Ding Jing sighed. No matter how dissatisfied she was, Lin Yuanqing was unlucky to encounter such a thing.

Since Shi Nan didn't say anything, she didn't say anything either. Life goes on, doesn't it?

Yu Shinan went out, and he called Fu Sichen into the house, "Find some clothes to change into, and hang your skirt up to dry."

Fu Sichen followed him inside and watched him rummage through several cabinets before finding the few items Lin Yuanqing had placed there.

Her style is very different from Si Chen's, but for now, we'll just have to make do.

He took them out and threw them on the bed for her to choose from.

Fu Sichen looked at the clothes lying on the bed, picked one up casually, and said, "Sister-in-law, don't you mind if I wear her clothes?"

Yu Shinan was about to leave when he heard her words and paused. He remembered that she said she didn't like Lin Yuanqing. Could she stop calling her sister-in-law from now on?

"I don't mind."

The man turned and left, closing the door behind him.

Lin Yuanqing's clothes were truly extremely seductive, each one revealing.

Does Brother Nan like this?

Fu Sichen took a deep breath. She shouldn't think about these things anymore; it was their freedom to do whatever they wanted.

Her heart felt a little throbbing. She forced a smile. They had each chosen different paths and knew long ago that they would never cross paths again, so why did she still feel sad?

After eliminating the revealing dresses that showed cleavage, back, or thighs, I picked out one that was relatively decent: a leopard-print lace slip dress, which at least had a slightly longer length.

Fu Sichen didn't think she had a large frame, but the clothes were loose-fitting, and they clung tightly to her body with no room to spare.

It's no wonder, really; these kinds of clothes are meant to be tight, to make the chest and buttocks look bigger.

Fu Sichen couldn't leave like this, so after thinking for a moment, she grabbed one of his shirts and put it on. The shirt was loose and covered up all the romantic moments.

Some people have different temperaments, so the same clothes can make them look different.

Lin Yuanqing's outfit was gaudy.

Fu Sichen, however, exuded a captivating allure within her pure charm, like a sweet gardenia, mesmerizing and enchanting.

Yu Shinan watched as she hung up her dress, his shirt covering most of her body, and the feeling was very strange.

Yu Shinan inevitably recalled certain scenes that he was not clear about, and his body muscles tensed up in an instant.

He looked away, banishing the lingering thoughts from his mind; she was already married.

If you're doing well, that's good.

All the mistakes that went off track were nipped in the bud three years ago.

He glanced down at her camera, disassembled her equipment, and neatly arranged it to dry in the sun.

She immediately grabbed the equipment, splashing some water on it, but it should be fine.

"Are you alright?"

"I checked, it should be fine, we can put it back together in a bit."

Yu Shinan put down the recording equipment in his hand. "You came here by yourself? I didn't see the car."

"Han Yi brought me here; he had something to do and went to take care of it first."

Yu Shinan turned his head and glanced at her.

A sudden silence fell between them, neither knowing what to say, and a subtle and awkward atmosphere lingered between them.

Fu Sichen felt a little out of breath and was about to walk away when he heard him ask.

"How does Han Yi treat you?"

"fine."

"I heard he's been spending more time in China these past two years. Don't you find it tough being abroad?"

"You'll get used to it. I can't always be a child." Fu Sichen smiled. "I can take care of myself perfectly well now."

Looking at her smiling face, Yu Shinan felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart. After a long while, he finally said, "If he treats you badly, tell me."

Fu Sichen turned her head to look at him, her fingertips digging tightly into her palm. She smiled, her expression calm and serene. "Brother Nan, you don't need to worry about me anymore, and you don't need to feel guilty. I'm fine. Better than before. Han Yi is a good husband, and we're doing very well."

Don't you feel guilty?!

She can let it go, but how could she?

Yu Shinan looked at her. She was a pretty and lovely girl, always radiant with youthful energy. But she was different from before, much more silent and reserved than her previous chatter.

This change is all because of another man.

He shouldn't even be jealous; he's her man, her husband.

Ding Jing said she would move the tabletop out to make dumplings, and when she saw Fu Sichen's clothes, she smiled and said, "Is this Lin Yuanqing's clothes? Sichen really looks good in everything."

As I get older, I can't stand seeing people with bare chests and backs, and I wish I could go without clothes at all, as it's not dignified at all.

But this girl thinks it looks good on her.

Ding Jing sincerely praised, "You're a mother now, but you're still like a little girl. When are you going to bring your child over so I, as the grandmother, can meet him/her?"

"I'll definitely bring him when I have time." Fu Sichen took the basin from Ding Jing's hand.

I had just put it down when I heard someone call out from the doorway, "Mom."