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

The phone he had just put down still displayed a photo of Ruan Weiyue on its still-on screen.

Fu Sichen saw it very accidentally.

The bitter taste of the pill was quickly washed away with water, but it fermented in my chest.

Fu Sichen was filled with resentment. "You treated me like that, what am I supposed to do now? You're the one who bullied me, and you're going to deny it?"

Her voice, tinged with grievance and a hint of tears, accused him of immorality.

The word "again" implies not only the present matter, but also the past.

When she burst into tears, Yu Shinan was completely at a loss. He whispered to her, "Don't overthink it. If something unexpected happens to you in your current state, it won't be good for you."

Fu Sichen turned her watery eyes to him, staring at him. "So, you're not... trying to distance yourself from me?"

"No," Yu Shinan replied decisively.

He looked at her again, "Si Chen, what do you think?"

"Huh? What?" Fu Sichen asked, puzzled. What did she mean by what she should think?

She definitely wants him to take full responsibility.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Yu Shinan bluntly stated the truth.

What are your thoughts on our relationship?

His voice was hoarse as he gently stroked her soft cheek with his fingers. "Will you come with me? Let me take responsibility for you."

She had seen his face for years and could picture it with her eyes closed, but she felt a little awkward and uncomfortable when he spoke to her like this.

Their chaotic passion surged into their minds, and their toes couldn't help but curl up.

Fu Sichen blushed and turned her face away, a little embarrassed to make eye contact with him.

Her appearance is so alluring, it sets your heart ablaze.

Yu Shinan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He pinched her cheek, making her turn her face. "As long as you agree. If you're hesitant to speak up, I'll do it. Don't worry about those messy things; I'll handle them."

As long as she agrees, she won't have to worry about anything. He can confront Han Yi directly, and everything, good or bad, will be his responsibility. Even if he's being scolded, it will be him, and it has nothing to do with her.

Fu Sichen's mind was filled with his question about whether she wanted to be with him. As long as she agreed, she wouldn't have to think about anything else.

This is so Nan Ge.

Although she didn't think there would be anything difficult to handle, her heart was boiling with excitement when he said that.

Fu Sichen gently nodded as he took the hand that was pinching her cheek.

"You said you'd take responsibility, you can't go back on your word." She bit her lip and looked at him innocently.

Happiness came so suddenly that Yu Shinan was momentarily stunned. A second later, he suddenly stood up, bracing his arms on her hospital bed, his forehead almost touching hers. "I won't go back on my word." Absolutely.

The man promised in a calm voice, "Leave the rest to me, you don't need to worry about it."

What's left?

Before Fu Sichen could ask him anything, Yu Shinan's phone rang. It was Ding Jing calling. She had learned from Yu Qian that he and Sichen had an accident, so she was naturally anxious and insisted on coming over to check on them.

Fu Sichen heard this and reached out for her phone, so Yu Shinan gave her his phone.

"Auntie, we're alright now, don't worry. Don't come over, I just had a slight fever, but it's gone now. I'll come see you when I'm better. You said you'd teach me how to grow melons last time."

The girl spoke sweetly, softly and charmingly, and knew how to coax people. Ding Jing felt comfortable listening to her, but she was still worried. "I only heard from Yu Qian today that they hadn't given any hint beforehand. You've suffered because of your brother Nan. It's all his fault for causing all this mess. I told you long ago not to get involved in those past things. His grandfather and father were good examples of discipline, but why didn't you listen? Now you're being dragged into this too."

As she spoke, Ding Jing felt a chill run down her spine. It was fortunate that nothing had happened; if something had, she wouldn't be able to explain it to Si Chen's family. So she insisted on coming to check on him, as she wouldn't feel at ease until she saw him.

Yu Shinan compromised, saying he would arrange for someone to pick up Ding Jing tomorrow.

Fu Sichen could guess that those people were probably related to Nan Ge's enemies, but she couldn't understand why they would attack her.

Even now, thinking back to that scene still terrifies him. Fu Sichen doesn't even dare to think about what would have happened if she had been kidnapped.

She glanced furtively at the man talking to Ding Jing, and a blush suddenly spread across her cheeks. She felt like she was dying, begging him to give her what she wanted, unable to wait or endure it any longer.

I've seen plenty of explicit videos online, but I've never actually experienced them. I never expected her to be so shameless.

She knew she was being a little shameless, maliciously taking advantage of his guilt to take responsibility for her.

But he agreed, didn't he?

At worst, she can just like him a little more in the future.

She couldn't accept him liking other people, nor could she accept his intimacy with other women.

How could you do that kind of thing with someone other than your closest and dearest love? It's too shameful and too private.

Yu Shinan put down the phone and turned around to see Fu Sichen secretly watching him. As soon as he turned around, she quickly looked away, her ears turning slightly red.

Fu Sichen's heart was pounding; she was still a little unaccustomed to the strange feeling brought about by the sudden change in their relationship.

I can't hide any of my emotions anymore, and I don't want to anymore.

Seeing her awkward expression, Yu Shinan walked over to her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Sichen shook his head, his cheeks flushed.

After the IV drip was finished, Yu Shinan called the nurse to remove the needle and accompanied her through the necessary examinations before returning to the farm.

Fu Sichen told her parents she was safe on the way, but concealed the fact that something had happened. Zhong Wanxiu complained about why she couldn't get through on the phone, but she brushed it off.

"Mom, where's Yanzheng? Has he been behaving himself?"

"They went to your second brother's place. Shaoxing came over yesterday, and the two boys wanted to play with Qinghan. Your sister-in-law took them, but they had so much fun that they couldn't take them with them and left them there." Even with a nanny at home, it's still a headache. There are only three people in the family, and with two more, it's like running a kindergarten. It's exhausting.

Fu Sichen exclaimed, "They're all over there. Second sister-in-law must be swamped with work."

"A day or two is fine, but when are you coming back?" Zhong Wanxiu asked her.

"Tomorrow. I'll go back and pick up Yan Zheng directly from my second brother's place."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Shinan looked at her and said, "Yan Zheng is very obedient."

Fu Sichen turned to look at him, then lowered her eyes again. "Brother Nan, do you like Yan Zheng?"

"I like it." Yu Shinan thought of that little guy.

Love me, love my dog.

Because he was her child, she seemed to feel a special closeness to him that she didn't have with other children.

In Yu Shinan's heart, it doesn't matter who the child's father is; the child is hers, and he sincerely wants to be good to the child.

Meanwhile, Xu Qingcheng was driven crazy by a group of children. She didn't know why they started playing in the mud in the yard, not only getting herself all dirty but also making a mess of the landscape they had created in the yard.

The two nannies were almost hoarse from shouting.

Fu Qinghan was already worth three people, and with Shao Xing and Yan Zheng added to the mix, it really was 1+1+1>4, 5, 6, 7, 8...

That's not all; there are also two little girls at home, quiet little princesses, not as mischievous as them.

Before I could even feel a sense of relief, I discovered that her dressing table was a complete mess, her lipstick was broken, her foundation had spilled out... and the two children's faces were covered in makeup.

When Xu Qingcheng saw the two scenes, which were different in style but equally chaotic, she was so angry that she wanted to slap them!

The five little radishes were scolded, but they seemed to know that their mother, aunt, and uncle were just paper tigers. They chattered and laughed and made a fuss, not taking it seriously, and even smeared mud on each other's faces.

Fu Jingting came downstairs, his face cold, and shouted, "Stand still!"

The five little radish heads immediately lined up from tallest to shortest, hanging their heads dejectedly and remaining silent, especially the three rascals, whose skin was taut.

Because I know my dad/second uncle/second maternal uncle will really beat me up.

Xu Qingcheng was angry, but she would feel bad if she actually hit him. She was afraid he would hit her, so she tried to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, alright, behave yourselves, or you'll really get beaten up."

They quickly asked the nanny to take them to shower, get ready, and change clothes.

"My head is killing me." Xu Qingcheng rubbed her temples and walked to Fu Jingting's side, resting her head on his shoulder.

The man looked at her and clicked his tongue, then reached out to massage her head. "I told you not to leave them here. Fu Qinghan alone is enough. These few crammed together will drive you crazy."

"When you're not being naughty, you're so cute." Xu Qingcheng chuckled, then looked up at him and smiled, "Mom said you were even naughtier than Qinghan when you were little, and you made her cry so many times."

Why does Mom tell you everything?

Xu Qingcheng laughed, "Not only that, Mom even found some photos of you when you were little to show me."

"Is it pretty?"

"Good-looking, handsome since childhood." Mrs. Fu praised without reservation.

Fu Jingting glanced at her and smiled absentmindedly.

He watched the children enter the room, his brow furrowed deeply.

Xu Qingcheng followed his gaze and looked at Fu Yanzheng. Her eyes flickered slightly as she looked at him without asking any questions until he looked away.

"Hmm? Why are you looking at me?" Fu Jingting raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Why do you think I'm looking at you?" Xu Qingcheng retorted.

Fu Jingting scoffed, didn't answer him, and walked straight into the room, only to be grabbed by Xu Qingcheng.

"I have something to tell you. Think about it and see if you think it's reliable."

Fu Jingting listened attentively.

Miss Xu said directly, "Si Chen is single now, why don't you introduce her to someone? She's still so young, she can't just not look for anyone."

"Why are you worrying about this?" Fu Jingting clearly disagreed. "She just got divorced, what's she looking for?"

"What kind of thinking is that? What do you mean by 'just divorced'? She's never even married, okay? Go check with the Civil Affairs Bureau, she's single." Xu Qingcheng was utterly stunned.

"You and I know, but outsiders will think that way." Fu Jingting said irritably, clearly still not over Si Chen's actions.

"Fu Jingting, don't you have a mouth? Can't you explain yourself? Just because outsiders think so, does that mean we can let them think that way? What do they think compared to Si Chen's happiness? Which is more important?"

After being scolded by his wife, Fu Jingting fell silent.

After a two-second silence, she immediately changed the subject, saying, "I still have work to do. Call me when it's time to eat."

Xu Qingcheng snorted heavily, "You did this on purpose, didn't you? Yesterday, Changchang called me and talked about Han Yi and some minor celebrity, asking me how Si Chen and his wife were doing. I explained it to her. Coincidentally, Song Xingzhi was there too. He said he had already whispered something to you about this a few days ago, but you didn't mention a word about Si Chen never being married."

"My parents said before that we shouldn't make a big fuss, but we should still inform our friends. The sooner word gets out about Si Chen's situation, the easier it will be for her to remarry or find someone else in the future. The later it gets out, the greater the impact on her from the outside world." Xu Qingcheng raised her eyes and looked at him. "You've kept this information so tightly under wraps with your friends. What exactly are you planning?"

Fu Jingting, "..."

"I didn't deliberately hide it, I just didn't say it out loud."

"You're kidding me!"

Xu Qingcheng showed no mercy.

Fu Jingting clicked his tongue and decided to go along with her, "It's just introducing someone to Si Chen, whatever you want."

"Oh, perfect timing. You're also familiar with the person I'm introducing. I wanted to ask for your opinion. Do you think Yu Shinan is up to the task?"

Fu Jingting's brow furrowed as he looked at her. "You think he's up to the task?"

The voices were all deep.

What do you think is wrong with him?

"Too old. A complicated background." Fu Jingting's voice turned cold. "It's not that the chef is bad, it's just not suitable."

"Oh." Xu Qingcheng said indifferently, "My parents also said that you are good in every way, but it's a pity that you are not suitable for me."

Fu Jingting, "..." Damn it!

"Is it up to you whether it's suitable or not?" Xu Qingcheng looked at him irritably. "As long as they think it's suitable, that's fine."

Fu Jingting didn't say anything more, which meant he wasn't falling for her tricks. He simply reached out and pulled her into the living room.

Xu Qingcheng squeezed his hand back, her voice softening slightly, "Lately you've been scrutinizing Yan Zheng like you're using a magnifying glass. What have you seen?"

"I didn't notice."

Xu Qingcheng lifted her eyelids to look at him, but didn't say anything more.

She didn't believe he hadn't noticed.

"I saw a photo of you two when you were little in your study, it was torn in one corner. I just happened to be making an album of performance photos for Xu Yuan a few days ago, so I took a picture of your photo as well." Xu Qingcheng let go of my hand. "Wait here, I'll get it for you."

The original five-inch group photo was reproduced and enlarged by Mrs. Fu into a twelve-inch display piece.

Miss Xu smiled and said, "I've zoomed in for you so you can see it more clearly."

The boys in the photo weren't exactly handsome; they weren't dressed like gentlemanly little princes. They were all with their trousers rolled up, barefoot on the rocks by the stream, their short-sleeved T-shirts rolled up to their shoulders, their hair and bodies wet. But they were smiling brightly, their eyes shining, with the unique look of their age.

Based on the timeline in the film, it indicates that she was ten years old.

They went to Gu Feibai's hometown and caused trouble.

"I also made a display stand for Yan Zheng, since the photos of the little ones at home are missing his."

The two display stands were placed together.

Among these people, Song Xingzhi and Yu Shinan have changed the most.

When Song Xingzhi was a child, she was thin and short, and delicate like a little girl. After she turned fifteen, she seemed to have been injected with a growth stimulant and suddenly grew taller and her frame became visible.

Then there's the cook. He was fat as a child, with lumps of flesh all over his body. It felt like if you punched him, his flesh would bounce back.

Later, his grandfather took him along that road, and he was toughened up by the trials and tribulations. His fat turned into muscle, and with his growth, he became a truly strong and muscular man.

Especially his face, which no longer has a round and chubby appearance, now has strong and defined bone structure.

If you look at Yu Shinan now, you can't really see how similar Yan Zheng is to him.

Fu Jingting pressed his temples, then reached out and grabbed Xu Qingcheng's wrist, pulling her over and sitting her on his lap.

Seeing that he remained silent, Xu Qingcheng knew that he was probably conflicted, considering that one was her sister and the other was her brother.

She gently massaged his temples with her fingers. "I've said before that I feel Si Chen has different feelings for Yu Shinan, but you didn't believe me and insisted that it was just sibling affection. When did you start to think it was him?"

Fu Jingting's jawline is slightly taut.

"Last time, he came to my house for a barbecue." At the time, I just thought the child looked like him, even Song Xingzhi said so.

But in fact, Fu Jingting didn't think that way at all.

It wasn't until later that Si Chen said it had nothing to do with Han Yi.

This association suddenly deepens, and once a person makes that association, they start to believe it's true no matter what.

Fu Sichen stammered again.

To be honest, Si Chen's interpersonal relationships are actually very simple, which is inseparable from the protection her family provides for her.

So Fu Jingting only thought about it briefly, but he guessed it pretty accurately.

only--

"The cook is not an irresponsible person."

With just this one sentence, Xu Qingcheng suddenly understood. In other words, Fu Jingting understood Yu Shinan and would not deliberately shirk responsibility.

The most likely reason for reaching this point is that the two people don't click.

"But he's single now, why are you..."

Fu Jingting snorted.

Xu Qingcheng, "...What do you think?"

"I wasn't thinking about it much. My hands were just itching."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

Okay, so this is just him feeling sorry for his girl being taken advantage of by a jerk.

"Besides, I think he's really enjoying being an uncle. I think it's great."

Xu Qingcheng rubbed her forehead, then suddenly couldn't help but laugh, "Why did I tell Xu Yuan you were her father so early on? I shouldn't have taught her to recognize her father. I should have made her call you uncle, so you could experience being an uncle too."

Fu Jingting, "..." Damn, did you have to be so ruthless?

……

The two returned to the farm and settled in. Yu Shinan told her to rest first, and he booked a room next to her so that she could easily contact him if she needed anything.

Fu Sichen nodded, and Yu Shinan put down her cold medicine, telling her to take it before going to sleep.

Like a worried and anxious father.

Fu Sichen stared at him, the upturned corners of her mouth unable to be hidden, as if time had suddenly turned back many years.

She wasn't old enough at the time, and he didn't have a girlfriend or fiancée.

Fu Sichen suddenly smiled, his eyes crinkling. She suddenly rushed over and hugged him, calling out in a muffled voice, "Brother Nan."

Yu Shinan wanted to hug her, but then opened his arms and gently placed his hand on her. "What's wrong? I smell bad, you..."

"I don't mind."

Yu Shinan suddenly chuckled and patted her head. "Get some rest. I'll take you home tomorrow."

Fu Sichen let go of his hand, hooking his fingers around his. "Nan-ge, stay with me. I'm a little scared. I don't want to be alone."