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

Neuropathy.

He's having a video conference, and she's been doing that.

She was still wearing a bathrobe.

Those who see this can easily imagine a scandalous affair involving him.

He, as a man, might not mind, but she does.

Fu Jingting watched her turn and leave, her long hair swaying with her movement, the wet ends seemingly spraying water droplets.

The distance between them was such that even if there were water droplets, they wouldn't reach him, but Fu Jingting felt as if he had been splashed in the face. The cool water droplets landed on his skin and were instantly evaporated by the heat.

He suddenly stood up, regardless of where the meeting was going, and said "wait a moment" before leaving the camera's view.

Her wrist was grabbed, and as Xu Qingcheng turned around, he pulled her into his arms.

He pulled her towards the study.

Xu Qingcheng noticed the earphones on his ears and lowered her voice, "What are you doing? Weren't you supposed to have a meeting?"

"Come with me to the meeting."

"Are you crazy?!" Xu Qingcheng's eyes nearly popped out. "You're having a video conference..."

Xu Qingcheng was pulled over by him, and when she looked, she saw that his camera was off and his microphone was muted.

Even when others are sitting in chairs, they still insist on pulling her over, leaving no room for her to sit, they simply hold her on their laps.

Xu Qingcheng felt very uncomfortable. She struggled to get up and said, "Let's talk after your meeting."

Fu Jingting wouldn't let go. He wrapped his arms around her waist, trapping her in his embrace. Shamelessly, he said, "You stay here and get some time to adjust. The meeting is important, so I don't get distracted."

As he spoke, he deliberately pulled his arm back, and she was firmly pressed onto his lap. It felt like someone had a gun pointed at her head, leaving her unable to move forward or backward.

In the midst of this struggle, it was unclear whether the sash of the bathrobe was secretly untied by him or came undone on its own.

His hands were so rough and unrestrained that Xu Qingcheng wanted to curse.

On the other end of the video, men and women would sometimes stare at the camera, sometimes flip through the materials in their hands, mostly waiting for him to come back and continue.

Even though his camera and sound were off, Xu Qingcheng got goosebumps all over. "Are you crazy? Don't do this..."

"What else?"

Xu Qingcheng now hates herself to death.

She always wanted a quick and easy solution.

From then on, he and his partner drew the lines of latitude and longitude clearly, avoiding any unnecessary entanglements.

He wanted to save face, so she gave him a chance, letting him say goodbye first, and then she would disappear from his sight.

Even if her current behavior is despicable, she accepts it, as long as he gives her peace and allows her to continue according to her plan.

She swallowed her bitterness and kept these unacceptable negotiations to herself.

She still needed to wear her clothes, so after showering she only put on a bathrobe. She didn't expect that after his phone call, he would have to hold a video conference.

Now it seems she can't stand being alone, is fickle, and impatient...

Her face flushed red, and she reached out to push his cheek away, turning his gaze away from her. "Let me up."

He chuckled, "How can I let her get up when I've already got her in my arms?" He rubbed his chin against her face, the stubble from his hurried journey making her delicate cheeks itch.

He also said, "Baby, be quiet, I'm turning on my mic."

His voice was both flirtatious and lewd, making people blush, but because he turned on the microphone, Xu Qingcheng didn't dare to utter a sound.

But as soon as he turned on his microphone, his voice returned to normal, and he even helped her tighten her bathrobe. The man's fingers deftly tied a knot in the belt around her waist, and he bit her ear, "Be good, don't move, don't tempt me."

Xu Qingcheng just slapped him randomly on the face and mouth!

Don't say a word!!!

Aside from keeping her firmly restrained by his arms, he behaved himself and refrained from touching her inappropriately.

Holding a mouse in one hand, I flipped through files on the computer screen. The people opposite me spoke different native languages, mostly English, and occasionally French.

He would reply from time to time, his answers concise and to the point, and occasionally he would pause to listen to other people's opinions.

When he frowns in thought, his face unconsciously turns cold, like the chill of early spring, seeping into the air and making people unconsciously tense up.

In such an atmosphere, it's easy to get caught up in it and become cautious. She even froze, not afraid to move, not because she was afraid of what he said was tempting, but because she was afraid of disturbing him.

Xu Qingcheng turned her head to look at the blueprints on his computer. They were discussing the project construction plan, an environmental protection project. The project was huge, especially concerning environmental safety and people's livelihood, and it also involved local laws and policies, making it very complicated. Each member of the project gave a report, and he went through them one by one.

Even if decisions are made quickly and efficiently, the complexity of the project prevents them from being made too fast.

At first, Xu Qingcheng listened attentively to their discussion, but as time went on, it became increasingly difficult to understand. Even though they were both managing businesses, the differences between industries were vast.

She shifted in his arms, drawing the man's attention. He pressed his hand on her head, as if to say, "Stop fooling around."

In reality, he didn't say anything and continued talking to the person on the other end of the computer.

Time ticked by, his deep, pleasant voice rising and falling, tapping against my eardrums. My cheek was pressed against his chest, the powerful thumping of his heartbeat like a lullaby, wave after wave.

She woke up at two in the morning and couldn't fall back asleep. She had endured a tough year, and all her little schemes were like a paper boat in the market, easily overturned and reduced to nothing.

Xu Qingcheng knew very well that even without Ye Chengnian's deliberate suppression, she probably wouldn't last long.

Without capital and industry barriers, her opportunistic tricks were useless; reality was so cruel that she was forced to take this step.

However, the marriage was not an impulsive decision. She had thought about this step for a long time, but hesitated to take it because she wanted to give herself another chance.

Sometimes I think that maybe a good opportunity will come and suddenly turn the crisis into an opportunity.

But the truth is, surprises are rare, and you have to admit that your abilities and resources are limited.

Liang Muqin is the best choice. He is at least the same age as her. Even if he is not a powerful member of the Liang family, he can still help her. Xu Qingcheng will not dream of a free lunch, nor will she think that she can succeed without effort just because the Liang family helps her.

But she knew that anything is possible with human effort, and that Qingyao was talented, stronger than her, and would definitely be able to forge a path that belonged to the Xu family in the future.

If, if Liang Muqin has no feelings for her.

She has other options, but some are older, even around the same age as her parents. Actually, if the terms are agreed upon, it's not impossible.

It's just hard to explain to my parents.

With all sorts of things weighing on my mind, even when I close my eyes, these trivial scenes keep playing out, leaving me mentally exhausted and unable to sleep.

But at this moment, Zhou Gong had made an appointment with her, and she couldn't refuse.