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

Xu Qingcheng told Zhao Lan the time.

Zhao Lan took it very seriously and asked Xu Qingcheng to help her pick out an outfit, as etiquette was essential.

Xu Qingcheng didn't take it to heart. "Mom, you should go buy some clothes. You haven't been in a good mood since Dad got sick. But you don't need to buy clothes for him. Just buy what you like for yourself. You're not an elder, there's no need for that."

"How can that be? Even if our family is in such a state now, with economic decline, it doesn't mean that the Xu family lacks character and upbringing. Your grandfather often told me that your temperament is reflected in your clothing, appearance, and demeanor."

Zhao Lan brushed a strand of hair behind Qingcheng's ear. "I'm seeing him not to make him marry you, but to tell him that you deserve it."

Xu Qingcheng's tears fell without warning. She turned her head to wipe them away and said, "Mom."

Her voice choked with emotion, and she didn't know what to say.

Her heart was hard enough, yet she was most vulnerable to tender comfort. Tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string. She herself didn't want to be sentimental, but the tears just kept falling.

Xu Qingcheng felt a little guilty. She chose the worst option of deception instead of being honest with her mother and facing the problem together. But since things had come to this, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue on this path.

But as Song Chang said, one lie leads to countless more.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I made you worry." Xu Qingcheng hugged Zhao Lan and buried her face in Zhao Lan's shoulder.

"Mom, you don't need to worry about me too much. I can do it. Even if Fu Jingting doesn't want me, I will find my own happiness. I've been through it once, so I'm very open-minded now, really. So you don't need to worry about me. I still have the courage to embrace new relationships and new happiness."

Xu Qingcheng deliberately emphasized the new relationship in order to pave the way for the next step.

Every word she spoke was sincere, yet each sentence also carried a purpose.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingcheng couldn't help but sigh, and her eyes reddened again. She truly hated her ugly, scheming self.

He schemes against others in the business world and is also calculating about his own interests. Now, he's even scheming against his own family.

Because she had to arrange a small meeting between the two of them, Xu Qingcheng was a little anxious lately, fearing that something might go wrong and cause even greater harm.

The impact of Zhao Lan's suicide attempt by cutting her wrists on Xu Qingcheng was indescribable. Whenever she recalled that scene, she saw a ferocious blood monster rushing towards her, trying to completely overwhelm her.

She was afraid to go through it again, and she absolutely could not go through it again.

Xu Qingcheng called Fu Jingting, "Do you have time? I'd like to discuss some details with you."

It sounded a bit chaotic on the other end of the phone, but I could tell he was socializing.

Fu Jingting checked the time. "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be over in about an hour."

"Shall I wait for you at No. 1 Jingshan?" she asked cautiously.

Fu Jingting responded.

Xu Qingcheng changed lanes and drove straight towards Jingshan No. 1.

Wang Ma waited until she arrived before leaving.

Xu Qingcheng made honey water, and after waiting for a while, she heard a noise at the door.

She walked over with a smile and eagerly helped him with his coat.

If she hadn't been wearing a business suit, he would have thought she was his new wife who had left the door open for him.

Xu Qingcheng had an event today, and she dressed more formally for the ceremony, wearing a pinkish-purple suit skirt and a black shirt with gold trim.

Now she's taken off her suit jacket, wearing only a black shirt and a pinkish-purple skirt.

She paused for a moment when she took Fu Jingting's coat.

Did you two wear the same outfit?!

The man was wearing impeccably tailored black suit trousers and a pinkish-purple shirt; he looked incredibly dashing.

To be honest, the color suits him well. This man already has sharp features and strong lines, which makes him look even more sinister with this bright color, enough to make a group of young girls scream.

However, he usually wears dark colors, which helps to conceal some of his unruly nature, thus making him appear more dignified as the young master of the Fu family.

At this moment, he looked somewhat drunk, and his wanton spirit was fully unleashed.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh. "You went on a blind date?"

Fu Jingting scoffed, glancing at her. "Me, dating you?"

"..."

Ok.

He's the one who looks after others, no one else looks after him, so there's no need for him to dress up specially.

A childhood friend came back for a welcome dinner tonight, and I couldn't resist the commotion, so I drank a bit too much. My mouth is dry.

want to drink water.

Seeing him walk towards the water platform, Xu Qingcheng quickly put down her clothes and followed him, offering him honey water.

Fu Jingting looked at her with an oddly attentive gaze.

He took it; it was neither too hot nor too cold, just right.

After she finished drinking, the man stretched out his long arm, wrapped it around her neck, and pulled her close to his side. "What details are we discussing?"

"Keep the same story, don't make any mistakes. Ouch... watch your step."

Xu Qingcheng felt very uncomfortable walking with him hooking her around, and her legs kept bumping into each other. She couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried.

Men and women have different focuses.

She was looking at his flamboyant pinkish-purple shirt.

He was looking at her legs, which were clad in stockings.

Xu Qingcheng had no idea what he was thinking, but she saw him suddenly smile.

She turned her eyes away; if she didn't have some self-control, she would have been seduced by this man.

He walked to the sofa with her, and as he sat down, he pulled Xu Qingcheng over as well. "Tell me, what's the consensus you're going to give?"

She lost her balance and knelt on one knee on the sofa beside him, only managing to steady herself by bracing herself against the back of the sofa with her arm.

"You should know my basic information, right?" Xu Qingcheng asked him.

"What are your basic details, like your bust, waist, and hip measurements?" he asked her with a smile, gesturing with his hand as he spoke.

Xu Qingcheng reached out and slapped his hand away. "I'm talking to you about serious matters, stop fooling around."

She had a serious expression on her face, which actually made her look quite good.

Fu Jingting couldn't help but pinch her cheek, his voice lowering slightly, "You say it."

"You can be even more unpredictable then, you don't need to be serious and steady. My mom is traditional and doesn't really like playboys," Xu Qingcheng instructed.

Fu Jingting looked at her, and asked rather shamelessly, "What do you mean by 'even more unreliable'? What's a playboy like?"

"It's just... a womanizer who's shameless. To put it crudely, she's promiscuous and shameless."

Fu Jingting looked at her quietly, then snorted, "I don't know how. Teach me."

"Do you need me to teach you? You're perfect as you are." Xu Qingcheng thought for a moment, then pointed at his shirt. "Your shirt could be a little brighter, and your gaze could be a little more shameless. The kind that follows a pretty girl's ass around."

Fu Jingting was so angry he laughed.

He braced himself on the sofa and stood up. He then turned, trapping her between the sofa and himself. "And the sweet talk, isn't it?"

Xu Qingcheng nodded.

The man lifted her chin. "Baby, your face is absolutely stunning."

His voice was deep and pleasant; even when he spoke the roughest words, he could make people feel dizzy and disoriented.

"He's just mentally disabled."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

Damn! Call her an idiot!