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

"Why are you hitting me?!" Fu Sichen rushed over to stop him, but was pushed away.

The woman, like a female warrior unleashed at full power, swung the bag on her arm at Xu Qingcheng, shouting, "I'll teach you to seduce my man! You shameless little slut, I'll beat your face to a pulp today!"

The hard leather bag stung her skin, and Xu Qingcheng could only raise her arm to protect her face, momentarily losing her ability to fight back.

She was somewhat stunned by this sudden shock.

But the woman wasn't satisfied. She reached out and grabbed Xu Qingcheng's hair, dragging her outside. "You're a mistress, aren't you! You vixen, you slut, you little bitch who's been slept with until she's worn out! Let everyone see what you're like!"

Fu Sichen was completely dumbfounded. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. He was so anxious that he jumped up and down, and when he rushed over to try to pull the woman away, he was pushed aside by her.

"What are you looking at! Come and help pull this apart!" Fu Sichen shouted at the sales clerks, but they all looked at each other and no one stepped forward to help.

And someone even took out their phone to record it.

This is clearly a drama of a empress fighting a mistress, and everyone is happy to stand by and watch.

Ye Wenhan looked outside, practically clapping and cheering, "Well done!"

Liang Ruru laughed, "President Yang's wife is ugly and controlling. If it weren't for her wealthy family background, she would have been dumped long ago. With such a tigress by his side, President Yang prefers gentle and submissive women. He has plenty of affairs outside. I heard the other day that she got pregnant by one of President Yang's mistresses, causing severe bleeding and almost losing her uterus."

"Xu Qingcheng slept with this Bank Manager Yang too?"

"I don't know. Xu Qingcheng is short of money right now; she's been to every bank. I just happened to see them having dinner together. Bank Manager Yang is probably completely bewitched by her. We don't know if they slept together or not, but as long as Mrs. Yang thinks she did, that's enough," Liang Ruru said with a smile, getting up and taking Ye Wenhan's arm. "Did you get your revenge?"

"That feels good. But I really want to beat her up myself," Ye Wenhan grumbled.

"Alright, when you marry into the Fu family, seeing her in such a sorry state will be a real slap in the face." Liang Ruru pulled Ye Wenhan away. "You don't have to do everything yourself to deal with someone. Isn't it more comfortable to stay in the background? My cousin's wife told me what my cousin said the other day, that you're a bit dim-witted. If this marriage falls through, it won't just be the Ye family that will be affected. Our Liang family is dependent on the Ye family, so we'll definitely be impacted too. This isn't just about you."

Ye Wenhan pursed her lips, unconcerned.

The two walked away gracefully, and in the center of the crowd, Madam Yang fell to the ground.

A middle-aged man with gray hair helped Xu Qingcheng up; he was the Fu family's driver.

Ye Wenhan's face was calm. Liang Ruru saw that she wanted to go over and quickly pulled her away from the scene. "Are you unhappy because you didn't make Xu Qingcheng understand that offending you will result in this kind of outcome? Don't worry, she will definitely find out, but even if she does, there's nothing she can do about it. It was Madam Yang who hit her."

A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit. Still want to do it yourself? Ye Wenhan's brain really isn't working properly.

"Moreover, the Fu family values ​​family reputation and honor the most. Even if she wanted to win over Fu Sichen, the Fu family would not agree to Sichen having close ties with her."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenhan realized it made sense and happily left.

Xu Qingcheng stood up and thanked Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng bowed. "Miss Xu, I have to take the young lady home now; her family is urging me to come. Can you handle the rest yourself?"

Xu Qingcheng tidied her hair. "Okay."

"Uncle Feng, I'm not going back, I..."

Fu Sichen jumped up and down. Uncle Feng turned around, his eyes stern. "Young Miss, you're a girl. It's not good for you to get involved in this kind of thing."

"That auntie barged in and hit someone for no reason, and she said such nasty things!" Fu Sichen was so angry that she was furious that someone had actually hit her right in front of her.

Uncle Feng grabbed her arm. "Miss, there's no smoke without fire. Madam said if you don't go back soon, she'll come and get you."

Fu Sichen was stunned for a moment. Her gaze fell on Xu Qingcheng, and then she glanced at Madam Yang.

Madam Yang had her arm dislocated. She groaned and cried out, cursing her as a vixen who sucked men's blood and had no shame.

Uncle Feng spoke softly, but his words still reached Xu Qingcheng's ears, causing her to stiffen as she stood up straight.

Xu Qingcheng turned around and stared into Fu Sichen's eyes. The young girl didn't know how to hide her emotions, and the panic and suspicion in her eyes were obvious.

She believed that Fu Sichen might not intentionally think the worst of her, but she would still have doubts.

You may be innocent and clear your name, but public opinion can be powerful. She never thought of explaining and was too lazy to explain.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't care.

This suspicion still festered deep in Xu Qingcheng's heart, causing her great pain. She felt innocent, yet utterly helpless.

Exhaustion pressed down on her like a mountain, but she had to grit her teeth and persevere just a little longer.

Uncle Feng left with Fu Sichen.

Xu Qingcheng squatted down in front of Madam Yang, her eyes cold. "Madam Yang, should I call the police? Attacking a passerby for no reason is disturbing the peace. Let the police call President Yang over for a confrontation. I want to ask how normal business dealings have become what you call a mistress?"

"Oh, and by the way, you can also have the disciplinary committee investigate whether your husband has engaged in the kind of infidelity you mentioned, perhaps even involving power-for-sex transactions. That's great, you kill two birds with one stone, not only getting rid of the mistress but also successfully sending your husband to jail."

A few words silenced the woman who was screaming and throwing a tantrum on the ground. One of her arms was dislocated, making it difficult for her, but she still managed to stand up using her other arm. She ran to Xu Qingcheng and threatened, "You dare!"

"You'll see if I dare." Xu Qingcheng said coldly, her voice low but powerful.

Madam Yang fell silent immediately.

Xu Qingcheng looked up at her. "Alright, calm down. Now answer me one question: where did you get this information that I'm having an affair with Bank Manager Yang?"

Madam Yang paused for a moment, then said, "It was those two young ladies from the Ye family who said they saw you going to a hotel..."

Xu Qingcheng understood. Ye Wenhan saw her with Fu Sichen and was afraid that she would use Fu Sichen to get close to Fu Jingting!

She couldn't help but scoff.

They really keep using all sorts of underhanded tricks.

……

Fu Sichen got into the car, clutching the bracelet Xu Qingcheng had given her tightly in her hand. Her face fell, and for a moment, she really thought nothing bad would happen.

After all, the relationship between the fairy sister and the second brother wasn't exactly aboveboard...

Oh no, oh no, oh no! The fairy sister even gave her a bracelet, and she even suspected that the fairy sister was having an affair.

Just think about the fairy sister's expression when she looked at her at the end...

Fu Sichen wanted to cry but had no tears.

My second brother is so annoying! It's all his fault!

Fu Jingting had just finished a meeting when he received Fu Sichen's accusation. He picked out the key points from the long, rambling message Fu Sichen sent.

A woman hit Xu Qingcheng, claiming she was a mistress.

As the attendees were leaving, Fu Jingting suddenly turned back and stopped one of them, saying, "Karl, can I use your phone for a moment?"

Carl hesitated for a moment, then quickly handed it over.

Fu Jingting picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The call was connected.

A woman's voice, a very polite voice, said, "Hey. Hello."

"Why did you block me?" The man got straight to the point, his deep, cold voice hitting her ears directly from a distant land.

Xu Qingcheng stood in the cold wind, suppressing all the grievances and anger she had just suffered. But his words were like a fire lit in the wind, igniting instantly.

"Why?" Xu Qingcheng sneered. "Fu Jingting, please tell Ye Wenhan that the man she likes doesn't mean I like him too! Whether you two get married or not has nothing to do with me, and I don't care!!"