Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Fu Jingting raised his eyes, "Are you questioning me?"

The tone is sarcasm.

"I said, if you want to support me, you can't support other women." This was the last bottom line she left for herself with him.

She can compromise on everything else.

That's the only thing he can't do, he can't fall asleep with her, and at the same time flirt with others, if he likes someone...

in case……

Xu Qingcheng gritted her teeth hard. She didn't want him to have other people in his heart, nor did she want him to have physical intimacy with others.

But what if he has it in his heart?
Then everything she does now is ridiculous.

Fu Jingting snorted, he got up and clasped her jaw, "Do you think it is necessary for me to answer you?"

Just as Xu Qingcheng was about to speak, the doorbell rang. Fu Jingting let her go and opened the door.

"Why did you come back to live in Jingshan No. [-] all of a sudden?" Wen Fei asked with a smile as she entered the door, "Actually, Nanshan Lanyuan..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Xu Qingcheng's back stiffened a bit. Standing here, she herself was inexplicably ambiguous.

Wen Fei was indeed stunned when he saw Xu Qingcheng. As for why Fu Jingting suddenly returned to Jingshan No. [-], it is not difficult to guess.

After being dazed for only a moment, she turned her head and asked Fu Jingting, "You have guests here."

A word of "guest" quietly positioned Xu Qingcheng as an outsider.

He greeted Xu Qingcheng again, and said with a smile, "Hello, Miss Xu, we meet again. I'll do a daily checkup for him, soon, so I shouldn't bother you?"

Wen Fei was carrying a medical kit on her back, and she greeted Xu Qingcheng with a frank smile, without suspicion or sarcasm, as if she just happened to meet, and this place happened to be his home.

Everything was just right, there was nothing to say, and her coming was just a matter of routine.

This made Xu Qingcheng unable to guess the relationship between the two from her words. The sense of distance was just right, and it seemed that it was just a familiar doctor-patient relationship.

Before Xu Qingcheng could speak, Fu Jingting had already said, "We're done talking."

He handed Xu Qingcheng a copy of the signed agreement on the desktop, with the obvious intention of driving away customers.

Wen Fei was putting down the medicine box and fiddling with her utensils.

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips, she stretched out her hand to grab the agreement, turned her head and walked out.

When everyone reached the door, she suddenly turned back, walked straight to Fu Jingting, put her hand around his neck, and kissed him directly.

The movement is smooth and done in one go.

"I'll go first." She softened her voice deliberately.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Wen Fei's pause, but Wen Fei didn't do anything or say anything.

It seems that the two of them are also normal in her eyes.

Fu Jingting looked at her with deep eyes and did not speak.

Childish, the act of swearing sovereignty.

If they had an abnormal doctor-patient relationship, it would be impossible for Wen Fei to watch her kiss him and still be indifferent.

So, they are not very close.

Therefore, it should be that Zhong Wanxiu likes Wen Fei very much, but he doesn't.

Xu Qingcheng should breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't know why his heart became more and more irritable.

She stood outside the villa and looked over. After all, she is an outsider now.

The sense of desolation in my heart is getting stronger.

After Wen Fei checked Fu Jingting, she didn't say a word about Xu Qingcheng. She just asked him, "Are you still going to live in Nanshan Lanyuan? Auntie is still planning to choose a date to warm the pot together."

"Which day?"

"The weekend next week."

"Let Duan Heng divide the time." Fu Jingting said as he straightened his sleeves.

Wen Fei laughed, "Okay, I'll tell him."

She packed the medicine box, and seeing that he was about to leave, she asked one more question, "I'm here all the time, can you clean it up for me?"

"No, Auntie will clean it up. This is not your job." After a pause, he continued, "I told Duan Heng that you can ask him if you need anything, without my approval."

"You opened a green channel for me." Wen Fei laughed, "Be careful that I am used to lawlessness."

Lawless.

Fu Jingting smiled, his fingers brushed over the corners of his lips, and then suddenly withdrew his smile, "I may not be able to take that much into account, I may not think carefully, Duan Heng is more meticulous in his work."

"How is Uncle Wen's health recently?"

"It's okay, he doesn't have anything to worry about now. He's just nagging you, pay attention to your health, he finally brought you back from the gate of hell, and he doesn't want you to squander your health."

"I'm too busy this time, I'll go see him when I'm done."

When the two came out of the villa, the driver was already waiting outside, "Ask the driver to drop you off."

Wen Fei didn't refuse, and got into the car after him.

The location of the villa area is mostly away from the urban area. Xu Qingcheng hailed a car, but the mobile phone showed that he would have to wait for another [-] minutes.

She stood outside and waited. When she heard the car coming out, it was too late to hide, so she straightened her back and raised her jaw slightly.

When the car drove out, the driver saw Xu Qingcheng first, but since Wen Fei was there, he was embarrassed to remind him.

It was Wen Fei who said, "Hey, isn't that Miss Xu, it's not easy to take a taxi here."

As she spoke, she observed Fu Jingting's expression without any trace.

His face was sullen, and he couldn't tell the meaning of his expression at the moment.

The driver stopped the car beside Xu Qingcheng under Wen Fei's signal. She lowered the window and said with a smile, "Miss Xu, get in the car, we will give you a ride."

Wen Fei has an oval face, a very gentle and clean temperament, a classic oriental beauty.The smile became more and more gentle, and the tone of voice was soft and non-aggressive.

Pretty and gentle.

Meticulous and good.

Xu Qingcheng stared at Wen Fei, and his eyes fell on the man in the back seat.

However, without her refusing, the person in the car had already said, "Drive."

"Hey, why are you like this? By the way." The voice was soft, as if complaining about his inhumanity.

It's like being coquettish again.

The voice slipped past the ears, and Xu Qingcheng lowered her eyes and smiled. Compared with Wen Fei's calm and breezy, her kiss seemed too ridiculous.

Through the rearview mirror, Wen Fei saw that Xu Qingcheng's appearance was getting smaller and smaller, she slowly curled her lower lip, and looked away again.

It's just an ex-wife, even if you have her in your heart, it will gradually fade over time.

No matter how strong the passion is, it will disappear, and it can't compare to the long-flowing days, which are plain but long.

Xu Qingcheng looked up at the sky, the sun was very dazzling, she stretched out her hand to cover it between her eyebrows, squinted her eyes and thought in a trance, the sun is very sunny today, the weather is very warm, why do you feel so cold.

When Song Chang arrived at Xinghe Bay, he rang the doorbell for a long time before Xu Qingcheng came to open the door for her. His eyes were red and tears were still flowing.

"what happened?"

"Cut onions." Xu Qingcheng said, rubbing the corners of his eyes with his hands, trying to wipe away the tears.

As a result, the tears in the irritated eyes became more fierce.

"Then don't wipe your eyes with your hands." Song Chang said as he entered the door.

He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, rolled up his sleeves, and went into the kitchen, "What are you chopping onions for?"

“Beef Stir Fry with Cumin Potatoes.”

The onion is the topping.

Song Chang happened to be nearby, and Xu Qingcheng was asked to go out for lunch, but she said she was cooking at home and asked Song Chang to come over to eat.

In fact, Song Chang didn't really want to come over to eat, because Xu Qingcheng's cooking skills are really good.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Song Chang looked at the messy kitchen, his forehead twitched.

There is a pile of chopped onions on the cutting board, which must have been cut four or five times.

No wonder the eyes are so red.

"Do we need so many onions?" Song Chang turned to ask her.

Xu Qingcheng, "I bought four, it's useless to keep them, I'll cut them all."

She sniffed and tried to wipe her eyes with her hands again, but she raised it halfway, but put it down.

Seeing her red nose and red eyes, Song Chang looked really pitiful, and she clicked her tongue, "Didn't you ask me to come over for dinner, you asked me to come over to serve you dinner, right?"

"Go wash your hands and leave the rest to me. I really admire you."

Xu Qingcheng went to wash her hands. She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were very red, and she shed tears hard while cutting onions. She couldn't tell whether she was crying or being stimulated by the onions.

Fu Jingting is a big bastard.

So annoying.

Curse him for going out...

He bit his lower lip hard with his teeth, bah!