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

Hearing voices, Xu Qingcheng tensed up. If she was discovered in this state, there was no point in saying anything more.

Xu Qingcheng instinctively snuggled into his arms, her fingers gripping his shirt tightly.

The sound was getting closer and closer.

Fu Jingting looked down at her, and she was looking at him too, her eyes showing a rare hint of panic.

Her clothes clung to her body, leaving no room for anything else, and now they were wrinkled and crumpled from his handling, as if she had been ravaged.

He tightened his arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace. His trench coat was open, and he grabbed the hem and wrapped it around her completely.

His hand pressed down on the back of her head, and her face was pressed tightly against his shoulder.

The man's scent enveloped her tightly, and his body temperature penetrated her skin without restraint. His invasiveness was vigorous and forceful, making Xu Qingcheng feel safe yet constantly threatened.

The sound drew closer and then abruptly stopped.

She felt the man turn his head to look, and the person on the other end said "excuse me" and hurriedly left.

I should leave now.

Xu Qingcheng tried to raise her head, but his hand pressed it down firmly. Her face moved slightly against his shoulder, making a buzzing sound.

Looking at this woman alone, one can only feel her alluring curves, perfectly proportioned, not too much or too little.

It felt just right when I held it; it was so tender it seemed to burst with juice.

But now that she's curled up here, he feels she's lost weight.

The man's hand moved up from her waist. "You've lost weight?"

"no."

The man looked at her with a slanted eye.

Xu Qingcheng felt a chill run down her spine, instinctively knowing he wasn't going to say anything nice.

really.

He looked her up and down, then suddenly said, "I feel like she's too small."

Xu Qingcheng really wanted to explode.

She almost couldn't help but ask where it was too small.

No, even if he's small, what does that have to do with him?

Meeting her fierce gaze, the man grabbed her and dragged her out.

"What are you doing? I have things to do." Xu Qingcheng refused to leave, but dared not get any attention by pulling or tugging at him.

He forced the person out of the exhibition hall and shoved them into the passenger seat.

He got into the driver's seat and reached out to fasten her seatbelt. Xu Qingcheng was panting heavily from struggling with him, her chest heaving. At this moment, his arm swept across her to pull the seatbelt, and by sheer bad luck, he brushed against her, making it seem as if she was deliberately pressing herself against him.

Especially when he raised an eyebrow, giving off an air of not being in such a hurry, Xu Qingcheng was furious.

"Let me go downstairs. I can't explain why I'm just leaving without a reason."

"Given the current situation at Shengshi Group, if you don't go back, do you think Ye Chengnian won't be able to pull some tricks if you don't prevent them from engaging in violent conflict?" Fu Jingting fastened his seatbelt, sat back down, and stepped on the gas to drive off.

She definitely needed to go back as soon as possible. The problems the public relations department was facing might be beyond her imagination, but she also wanted to have a serious talk with Liang Muqin first, so that they could at least reach an 80% consensus.

"Where are you taking me?"

"hotel."

The man uttered two words, and Xu Qingcheng remained silent for a long time.

She bit her lip hard before taking out her phone to call Liang Muqin, making up a random excuse.

The car stopped, and the man got out, only to find her sitting motionless in the passenger seat.

He walked around to her, opened the car door, leaned over and looked down at her, his hand resting on the roof of the car. "Do you need me to carry you in?"

"No need." Xu Qingcheng's lips curled slightly. She looked up at him, her almond-shaped eyes filled with unwavering resolve. "This is the last time."

He brought her to the hotel; his intentions were obvious.

Xu Qingcheng didn't want to argue or waste words with him. If he couldn't accept her saying goodbye first, then she would give him a chance to put an end to it first.

Xu Qingcheng suppressed her temper and pursed her lips. "I'm going to get married. It would be unfair to my future husband if I continued to have an inappropriate relationship with any other man. If he marries me, then he will be my everything. I can't possibly cheat on him with other people."

The last trace of tenderness in Fu Jingting's eyes finally vanished, and her words, "I don't care," made his bones ache.

At this moment, every word she spoke was designed to keep him at arm's length.

His eyes cut into her skin like blades, but he still coldly uttered two words: "Get out of the car."

Xu Qingcheng got out of the car. She was wearing sky-high stilettos today, which made her look beautiful and elegant, but she couldn't help but walk very carefully.

He walked ahead, striding quickly.

She struggled to keep up; the parking spot wasn't near the elevator, so she had to go around to get there. As she turned the corner, a car came by, and Xu Qingcheng instinctively moved to the side to let it pass.

The heel of the shoe got stuck in the gap of the drain cover and couldn't be pulled out.

That's incredibly unlucky.

Xu Qingcheng was annoyed.

Fu Jingting turned around and saw her standing there motionless. He walked over, his intention to stand by and watch was very clear.

She doesn't need him yet!

The woman bent down and used brute force in her hands.

With a bang.

The heel broke off completely, and she couldn't stop herself from falling backward. Xu Qingcheng closed her eyes in despair, already imagining herself falling flat on her back in a pathetic state.

Her hand was grabbed and pulled hard, and she crashed directly into his arms.

With her waist held by him, Xu Qingcheng was still shaken and could hear her heart pounding.

The man tightened his grip on her, his voice cold and hard.

"Wearing stilts! You deserve to fall and break your leg. If you're born with a deficiency, don't expect to make up for it later."

The moment this person opens their mouth, you feel like tearing them apart.

She may not be as tall as him, but that doesn't mean she's short and ugly!

What kind of tone is that?

She twisted her elbow to break free from him, bent down to put on her shoes that had lost their heels, and walked on tiptoe, limping along in a way that was quite comical.

Xu Qingcheng stared at the sudden smile in his eyes, and angrily took off her shoe and threw it at him.

The man turned his head away.

The shoe landed squarely on a car that had just driven by.

She was a plump middle-aged woman speaking in a Jiangzhou dialect that was difficult for most people to understand. As soon as the car stopped to the side, she ran out, groaning, to check for any damage.

Xu Qingcheng subconsciously stood behind Fu Jingting, turning her body forty degrees, making it clear that he was the one to handle the problem.

"You two, what's gotten into you that you have to fight like this? Luckily my car is okay, otherwise I wouldn't have let you have it. Throwing his shoes at him won't do any good. Make him give you all his bank cards and assets. You're so pretty, why are you afraid of him? Just find a young, handsome guy and make him regret it..."

This woman was obviously overweight and talkative. Fu Jingting, whose forehead was blistered from her chatter, rudely told her to leave, "Isn't the car fine?"

"Hey, young man, why are you talking so rudely! It was your shoes that hit my car, not me. You're pretty with a girl's face, but why do you talk so rudely? You should be grateful I'm not causing you any trouble, and you're still yelling at me..."

When Fu Jingting heard that she was pretty and had a girl's face, he couldn't control his temper. How could her face have anything to do with his mother's woman?