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

Fu Jingting swiped the access card, and the two figures completely disappeared behind the door.

Fu Sichen patted her chest, then covered her burning face, thinking, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

Did they book a hotel room?!

Is this so blatant and arrogant?!

They're even opening a room right next to Grandma's V-Bag?!

Fu Sichen felt that her second brother had completely shattered her worldview.

Once she was sure there was no noise outside and that her second brother wouldn't suddenly appear, Fu Sichen opened the door and came out. She tiptoed towards the room, pressing her ear against the door.

Hate.

The soundproofing in this hotel is so good, you can't hear a thing.

The phone rang, startling Fu Sichen, who was intently eavesdropping. He quickly answered it.

Zhong Wanxiu urged her, "Why are you taking so long to get something?"

"The elevator is too slow, I'm going down now." Fu Sichen hung up the phone and hurriedly went to take the elevator.

……

The room was filled with a seductive and fiery atmosphere.

Xu Qingcheng was burning with pain all over her body, her head ached, and her bones felt like they had been thrown into a furnace, burning her to the point of losing her reason.

She whimpered and twisted her body, struggling to pull at her clothes, but didn't know to unzip them first. When she couldn't pull them off, she pouted and cried.

Tears streamed down her face like beads.

Xu Qingcheng was healthy and had a good appetite from a young age. She didn't suffer much hardship and grew up to be beautiful.

But unexpectedly, things went wrong with Ye Tinghong.

When Qingyao was sentenced, she cried until her eyes were swollen. After crying, she realized it was useless, so she stopped crying altogether.

A single, publicly named whistleblower report not only brought Ye Tinghong down but also threw the Ye family into a frenzy.

They said she was ruthless.

Yes, she is indeed ruthless.

Why can they be ruthless, but she can't?!

Before Ye Tinghong was sent away by the Ye family, he asked her, "Perhaps there is a better solution. If you continue like this, there will be no possibility between us."

If it's impossible, then it's impossible. If the Ye family doesn't leave her a way out, she certainly won't leave herself one either.

He walked away that day.

He didn't know that she, who never caught a cold, had a fever of nearly 40 degrees Celsius, and was so delirious that she almost couldn't wake up.

It was so hot and uncomfortable; every muscle and bone in my body ached. The whole world was on fire, and the raging flames wanted to burn her to immortality.

She couldn't speak or make a sound, and she couldn't even drink water.

The raging flames seemed to bring Xu Qingcheng back to that time, when the successive blows nearly drove her to collapse.

News reports were overwhelming: Xu Shengchang suffered a stroke and his only son was imprisoned.

Everyone is saying that the golden age is over, and the Xu family is finished.

She stubbornly shouldered her broken bones, glued them back together, and stood up. From then on, she covered her ears and ignored what others said about her.

A seductive, shameless, and venomous woman—even a stranger would avoid her.

The ladies of powerful and wealthy families wouldn't give her a friendly look, guessing that she was up to some scheme to seduce their men.

As long as they don't provoke her, she'll pretend she didn't hear them. If they really embarrass her, she won't be afraid and will fight back.

Then her reputation plummeted, and over time, even she herself began to believe that she was that kind of woman.

But who wants that? Who doesn't want to be pampered and coaxed, and have someone take care of them when they're feeling down?!

Her tears fell heavily, as if the waters were flooding Jinshan Temple.

Fu Jingting was also in great pain. He took off his coat and threw it away. He reached out and pulled the woman who was lying on the edge of the bed up. He touched her face with his palm, and it was frighteningly hot.

They drank the same wine, half for each of them, but she was clearly more unable to handle it.

Fu Jingting took off her clothes, picked her up, and she clung tightly to him, as if he could provide some coolness.

He picked her up with one hand and carried her directly into the bathroom. He filled the bathtub with warm water, not daring to use cold water directly, for fear that she would catch a cold.

As she was submerged in the water, she was like a fish that had been overturned on the beach by the waves and returned to the sea. Her eyes opened slightly, and her misty eyes were both pitiful and alluring.

Her body was submerged in water, her upper body leaning over the edge of the bathtub, her hair disheveled and loose, like a mermaid.

Xu Qingcheng pouted, looking aggrieved, "I'm thirsty."

Fu Jingting wiped away the tears in her eyes with his fingers. "Fine, you wait."

The man got up, went out to get water, and when he came back, the scene he saw shocked him so much that he was completely flustered.

Xu Qingcheng lay in the bathtub, her neck tilted back, her hands searching for pleasure on her body.

Fu Jingting walked over, and the woman timidly withdrew her hand the moment she saw him, like a primary school student who had made a mistake.

The man held the water glass to her lips, his eyes blazing. "Drink water."

Xu Qingcheng gulped down her water, but even after finishing, she still felt thirsty.

Fu Jingting stretched out his arm and put the water glass aside. The taut lines of the man's muscles as he bent over were attractive and captivating.

Xu Qingcheng wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her face against his chest, and climbed up from the water with him.

The sound of rushing water filled my ears and pounded on my heart.

Fu Jingting reached out and hugged the person.

Xu Qingcheng was delirious with fever, her world was upside down, and she couldn't tell what day it was.

Tears welled in her eyelashes, and her voice was trembling with sobs, "Tinghong, I feel so bad, my bones hurt."

The man suddenly stopped moving when his ear was pricked.

His eyes still held an indelible bloodlust, but now, because she had uttered such an unpleasant name, he exuded a murderous aura.

Fu Jingting reached out and grabbed her chin, his voice hoarse and harsh, "What did you say?"

Unfortunately, the woman was so delirious from the fever that she could no longer distinguish between day and night, let alone his joy or anger.

Fu Jingting cursed under his breath.

He lifted her up, gritting his teeth; this woman was a deadly vixen.

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