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

When Fu Sichen woke up, he heard the rustling sound of sweeping.

There was also the sound of water rushing as the water jar was filled.

The warm scent of the sun on the blanket covering her had been replaced by his and her scent, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

The door was closed, but the curtains were drawn open to the distance of the door, allowing light to stream in from outside.

The house in my hometown doesn't have a back window; it only gets light from the front doors and windows.

It's daytime, but the room isn't very bright yet.

Fu Sichen propped herself up, and the blanket slipped down from in front of her to below her chest. She let out a soft moan and quickly pulled it back up, slipping under the blanket like a little red fish, wishing she could cover her head as well.

A mixture of shyness and satisfaction rushed into my head at the same time, making my head and face flush with heat.

The house in my hometown has three rooms connected together on the north side, with small doors in the middle for easy access to things.

They could hear everything clearly from the next room, even though they and Ding Jing lived in separate rooms at opposite ends of the north wing, they still felt the soundproofing was inadequate.

She went mad in the midst of the ups and downs, her whole body trembling as she tried to suppress her screams, her head spinning and her whole body going limp.

She knew he was bullying her maliciously. He would block her from danger when they went out, wipe her face with his fingers when he saw dirt on it, and carry her across muddy paths when she couldn't jump over them in her skirt. Such a gentle and kind man ignored her pleas and tortured her to the point of life and death.

Yu Shinan came in from outside. Ding Jing glanced at him and asked, "What were you doing out so early?"

"Buy something," the man said vaguely.

Ding Jing glanced at him, then stopped asking questions, but said, "This first child wasn't born in wedlock, so for the second one, I, as the grandmother, should at least be allowed to wait properly outside the delivery room."

Yu Shinan, "..."

"Once things are settled, we should go propose marriage as soon as possible."

The Fu family, with their prestigious background, valued social standing highly. Making friends and becoming in-laws were two different things, and Ding Jing was well aware of this.

Yu Shinan didn't say anything more and strode inside.

She heard him open the door, but Fu Sichen lay on his side without moving, deliberately ignoring him out of spite.

She felt both ashamed and embarrassed. It wasn't that she didn't like being intimate with him, but she was a woman after all, and she wasn't that thick-skinned. She could do whatever she wanted when it was just the two of them, since it was only the two of them anyway.

My aunt is here, and the two of them aren't married.

Yu Shinan glanced at the person on the bed, who was still asleep and motionless, and gently closed the door.

Fu Sichen heard the rustling sound of a plastic bag being put down, and then a slump appeared beside him as someone sat down.

Yu Shinan reached out and pulled the blanket covering her face down. Her face was covered by strands of hair, so he tucked the hair behind her ear, revealing her fair and flushed face. The man's fingers affectionately rubbed her cheek.

Her soft, warm little face was just as adorable as Yan Zheng's.

A hint of a smile appeared in the man's eyes as he leaned down and gently kissed her cheek.

Fu Sichen grunted and buried his face in the bedding, looking like he wasn't awake and didn't want to be disturbed.

The woman was incredibly sensitive. He initially thought it was because she had been drugged, but later, unaware of her true condition, he felt a mental burden and tried his best to restrain himself even when they were together.

From the moment he confirmed their feelings for each other until now, he has truly restrained himself for fear of hurting her.

Even after he found out Yan Zheng was his son that day, he stubbornly refused to have her.

Last night, when she said it didn't hurt anymore, he couldn't resist.

The shallow knowledge taught by those films was too little. Her real physical reactions made her feel surprised, ashamed, and scared. The way she hugged him and cried was so cute that he couldn't help but ruthlessly ravage her.

He absolutely adored her soft sobs.

He was no longer seventeen or eighteen, but he felt even more impulsive than he had been then, his heart pounding with excitement.

He wanted to be gentle and restrained towards her, yet he also wanted to be rough and bully her. His body and mind were burning with desire, and he couldn't suppress it.

She pulled the blanket up to cover her feet, which were sticking out. He reached out and grabbed them; they were a little cold. Just as he was about to pull the blanket down to cover her, the little girl kicked his hand in surprise, trying to break free.

He instinctively clenched his fist, and when he turned his head, he met her shy eyes, which seemed to be moist as she gazed at him.

Some scenes kept popping into my head uncontrollably, and memories that I had suppressed last night were now crawling out again.

She was exhausted and left the aftermath to him. The man was very careful, washing the towel two or three times. The way he held one of her feet suddenly reminded her of something.

She bit her lip lightly, and the way she looked at him was enough to make any man's heart race.

But he indulged his whims and tormented her last night, so even if she wanted to now, she probably couldn't take it anymore.

"I bought you medicine." Yu Shinan's voice was a little hoarse as he pulled her down forcefully with the hand holding her foot.

In terms of strength, Fu Sichen was no match for her at all. She was dragged over by him, and the blanket was no longer covering her face. Most of her legs were exposed, and the cool morning air made her skin feel tight.

Wisps of warmth rose from under the blanket to Fu Sichen's cheeks, but he didn't rush to show his face. All he heard was him saying, "I'll put it on for you so it won't be uncomfortable when you walk."

His voice was deep and husky, both serious and erotic.

Fu Sichen didn't speak or move. Her feet were released, and she smelled a peculiar herbal ointment mixed with the rough touch of a man's fingers on her skin.

The little figure under the blanket gripped the sheet tightly with his fingers, his warm breath spraying onto the cotton blanket.

As he pulled her out and picked her up, Fu Sichen opened her mouth and bit his lip, as if venting her anger. She bit hard, as if drawing blood. The man didn't flinch, only tightening his grip on her arms slightly. Fu Sichen loosened her teeth, then licked his lips with her tongue, asking, "Does it hurt?"

The man met her dark eyes, his throat dry as if on fire, "It doesn't hurt."

She let out a coquettish hum through her nasal voice, and the whites of her eyes almost rolled up.

She suddenly hugged him, buried her face in his neck, and nestled in his arms, acting all coquettish, "It hurts."

It wasn't all pain; the intense numbness, itching, and soreness overwhelmed the pain. But the dizziness that drove her crazy drove her mad.

Because she had never been in contact with such a person before, she was a little scared and shy, wondering if other women felt the same way.

Yu Shinan hugged her, gently kissed her earlobe, and coaxed her to apologize to the spoiled little woman.

It took a while of coaxing, until Yan Zheng could be heard outside, before Fu Sichen finally agreed to get up.

When Yan Zheng woke up and couldn't see his parents, he ran towards his parents' bedroom before his grandmother could speak, but Ding Jing grabbed him and pulled him back.

"Wash your face first."

"Where's Mom?"

"Mom hasn't gotten up yet."

"Ah, Mommy's staying in bed too long. Time for a spanking." The little guy had a towel around his neck and was sticking his bottom out to get a slap, his posture was incredibly funny.

Ding Jing smiled and carried him to the basin to wash his face, but the little guy pursed his lips and resisted.

The adorable appearance of the human cubs made Ding Jing laugh continuously.

She really felt like she hadn't been happy in so many years, ever since her father passed away.

Her eyes were moist, but even more so, they felt warm. Ding Jing wiped the little guy's face and couldn't help but kiss him.

"We're having paper-wrapped buns for breakfast this morning, Grandma's specialty. Yanzheng, try them and see if they're good."

"Okay." The little guy's drawn-out "okay" made Ding Jing laugh again.

Yu Shinan gave her clothes, and Fu Sichen told him to leave, but instead of leaving, he reached out and helped her put on her clothes.

She felt embarrassed and pushed him away, but in the end she didn't resist and let him have his way, as shyness and sweetness welled up in her heart.

When he carried her off the bed, her legs felt sore and numb. She stood up and braced herself on his arms to catch her breath, pouting and whining, "I can't walk anymore, my legs are sore."

Yu Shinan raised an eyebrow. "Want me to carry you out?"

After saying that, he actually bent down to hug her.

This startled Fu Sichen, who quickly pushed him away.

My legs are indeed sore, but they're not so delicate that I can't move them. I just need to get out of bed and stand for a while to recover.

The cooling ointment also relieved the burning pain; there was a slight discomfort, but it wasn't too severe.

She just wanted to complain and act cute with him; if he actually carried her out, she'd lose all sense of shame.

The two went out one after the other.

The yard was swept clean, the water vat was filled with water, and a fragrant aroma wafted from the steamer in the kitchen.

Yan Zheng rushed over as soon as he saw his mother. Fu Sichen squatted down to catch him, but the little guy ran too fast and bumped right into her like a little meatball.

Fu Sichen really didn't expect that, although she hugged him, he was knocked to the ground with a thud.

Fu Sichen asked, surprised, helpless, and amused, "Fu Yanzheng, have you gained weight again recently?"

Yan Zheng touched his head. Was he really that fat?

Yu Shinan smiled and lifted the little one out of her arms, then grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

Ding Jing laughed as she watched this scene, "It's okay to be a little chubby when you're young, you'll grow out of it when you're older. Shi Nan was like that when he was little too."

Fu Sichen blushed slightly when he saw Ding Jing.

Ding Jing got up once in the middle of the night to let Yan Zheng urinate. She coaxed him gently and let him water the flowers in the flowerpots outside the glass porch.

But at that time, Fu Sichen was driven to the extreme.

Who knows if they can hear it or not.

Fortunately, Ding Jing didn't say anything and naturally invited them to eat.

These thin-skinned paper buns are incredibly delicious.

Before leaving, he packed a few more for Fu Sichen.

Yu Shinan received several phone calls while eating, and no one knew what had happened. He didn't explain, he was just anxious to return to Ancheng.

Ding Jing didn't try to keep him any longer, but handed a set of enamel jewelry to Yu Shinan. "This is what your father bought for me before he passed away. I was joking back then that if you got married in the future and had a daughter-in-law I liked, I would give it to her."

Ding Jing paused, then laughed, "When you were with Lin Yuanqing, I thought I'd have to keep this jewelry in my grave. I thought your taste was really terrible compared to your dad's. But now it seems it wasn't bad at all."

Yu Shinan glanced outside and saw Si Chen squatting in front of the garden, telling Yan Zheng what kind of vegetable it was.

She told her several times, but the little guy got it wrong each time, so she smacked him on the head.

Yu Shinan withdrew his gaze and put away the enamel colors in the style of Van Gogh's Starry Night, which were passionate and vibrant.

They are indeed a good match.

He's been very busy lately, and Si Chen and Yan Zheng haven't been staying at his villa. Now that he knows she has nothing to do with Han Yi, Yu Shinan doesn't care if she goes back to her old place. His place doesn't have very comprehensive security measures, but he'll take advantage of this time to have Jiang Zhi upgrade the security system.

He was very busy, and Fu Sichen knew he wasn't busy with the hotel and farm, but since he didn't say, she stopped asking.

There has been a lot of news in Ancheng lately, with one breaking news story after another, mostly social news.

While it may seem that it doesn't involve economic aspects, those are actually the root causes, just in a more subtle way.

Because it involved many important figures, it didn't attract much attention, and the news was suppressed as soon as it came out, but that doesn't mean it didn't make a splash at all.

Some people became scapegoats, unable to escape.

Fu Sichen has been quite busy lately.

Information about Han Yi and the minor celebrity has started to surface online.

Fu Sichen watched Zhong Wanxiu bring Yan Zheng in from outside and said with no small amount of envy, "Ah, Han Yi is really popular. He found a girlfriend so quickly."

"What is it?"

"I saw the report. Maybe good things are on the way." Fu Sichen, biting on the straw of his yogurt, handed his phone to Zhong Wanxiu.

"So soon." Zhong Wanxiu frowned, her gaze falling on Fu Sichen's face again. "Do you have someone you like? You should date when it's time to date, and get married when it's time to get married. Do what's appropriate for your age. Don't get confused anymore."

"That's different. Han Yi is a single, wealthy young man." Fu Sichen lowered her eyes, and a layer of gloom seemed to be buried on the face of the usually lively little princess, but she pretended to be relaxed. "I'm an unmarried mother, so it's not that easy for me to fall in love."

These words were really jarring. Zhong Wanxiu couldn't help but glance at her, feeling that Fu Sichen's words were practically saying "nobody wants him."

"Don't frown, or you'll get another wrinkle." Fu Sichen sat down next to Zhong Wanxiu, smoothing her brow with his fingers, and said with a grin, "If I can't get married, I'll stay with you and Dad."

"Who cares if you're with me?" Zhong Wanxiu retorted.

"Oh, Mom, how could you do this? You'd love to throw me out! Dad's the best. He said he'd take care of me for life." Fu Sichen grinned, oblivious to being teased.

"You still want to sponge off your parents? Have you no shame?" Zhong Wanxiu pinched her cheek, pushed her away in disgust, and asked, "What kind of person do you like? Have you thought about it carefully?"

"You can't be younger than me. I'm a child myself, so I don't want to take care of another little kid. It would be best if you were a bit older than me, under twelve years old is fine with me. I've heard that older men are good at spoiling people, and they're the kind with the best tempers who will indulge me in everything."

Zhong Wanxiu snorted, "A bit older but not too old, good-tempered and doting, all the good ones have already been taken, do you think you can just come and pick one?"

"Oh, you asked me, so I'm not going to say anything now." Fu Sichen pouted and stopped talking.

It's said that the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuchs are.

This is indeed the case when it comes to the important matter of children's marriage.

That evening, Zhong Wanxiu complained to Fu Pinghui, "We've been worrying about the eldest and second eldest sons' weddings, and now Si Chen is no exception."

"She's still young."

Fu Pinghui's comment that she was still young almost made Zhong Wanxiu faint. "Your son is already three years old. You can't judge someone by their age. Besides, finding someone requires discussion; it's not like you can just meet them and it's settled. Do you really want to keep her around until she's old?"

"Have you been looking around lately? Have you found anyone suitable?" Fu Pinghui took off his glasses and looked at her. "I've also been looking at some outstanding young people around me, but none of them have been quite suitable."

If Fu Sichen hadn't had children, even if they were divorced, she would have many more options.

But since she has a child, the other party might not care much. However, parents are bound to be picky about family traditions and people's character, and they are afraid that Si Chen will be wronged if she goes there.

Those who are on par with the Fu family in terms of strength are just afraid of not being sincere.

Families that are overshadowed by the Fu family sometimes find themselves dissatisfied no matter how much they choose.

"Don't be too anxious, fate is a complicated thing."

Zhong Wanxiu pursed her lips, "That's what they say, but how can there be fate without getting to know each other?"

She glanced at him. "Weren't we the same? It was an arranged marriage, decided by our parents. You looked down on me back then."

The man coughed lightly, "Let Pinxiu and Jingting's families help you see if any of their relatives or friends are suitable."

Zhong Wanxiu thought it was a great idea, excellent, and she stopped calling to discuss it.

The whole family was there for the weekend family dinner.

Several women were chatting together when Zhong Wanxiu brought up the matter.

Fu Sichen didn't seem to mind at all, and even added sweetly, "Thank you for your trouble, sister-in-law."

Xu Qingcheng chuckled and her eyebrows flew slightly as she looked at Fu Sichen.

The little princess winked at her second sister-in-law, and the two silently exchanged a message.

Tang Tang chuckled as she watched the two exchanging glances.

As soon as Zhong Wanxiu left, Tang Tang spoke up, "What are you two thinking about? Si Chen's eyes are practically cramping from blinking so much."

"Someone's desperate to get married, so they've asked me for help," Xu Qingcheng teased with a smile.

"Second sister-in-law~~" Fu Sichen called out sweetly, then shook her sister-in-law's arm and said, "Sister-in-law, just agree with whatever Second Sister-in-law says."

Tang Tang laughed, "You need to explain it to me clearly, what if I agree with the wrong thing?"

Xu Qingcheng whispered something in Tang Tang's ear.

Tang Tang exclaimed in surprise, then quickly covered her mouth, "Mom and Dad don't know?"

Xu Qingcheng gently shook her head.

Tang Tang glanced at Fu Sichen, then tapped her forehead with her finger. "You're really something, how come you have so many tricks up your sleeve?"

"I learned it from my eldest and second sisters-in-law."

Tangtang, "..."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

When we have dinner together in the evening, with children around, it feels like we've opened a kindergarten.

Even a simple meal turned into a chaotic mess.

The larger ones are fine, but for the smaller ones, we just had the nanny put them all together at a small table to eat.

The three men had all had a little wine, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.

Xu Qingcheng seized the opportunity to speak, "Mom, I suddenly thought of someone, I wonder if Si Chen would be satisfied."

"What kind is it?"

"I know him very well, and I know him inside and out. He's a very kind person, but he's a little older than I am," Xu Qingcheng said hesitantly, controlling her tone and rhythm.

Fu Jingting glanced at her sideways, then looked at Fu Sichen who was pretending to lower his head, snorted, and was about to speak when someone pinched his thigh hard.

The man hissed and quickly grabbed her hand.

Xu Qingcheng withdrew her hand, dipped her fingers in water, and drew the word "Shut up" on the table.

Fu Jingting, "..."