Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

I slept soundly until the afternoon sun slanted into the room, and was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

Zhou Fuquan pushed the door open and walked in. He was tall and straight, wearing a well-ironed suit, but the moment he stepped into the room, he let down all his guard.

He slowly took off his suit jacket and tiptoed to the bedside, his eyes full of tenderness and doting, as if water could drip out of them. "Tingmei, Miaomiao is just a child, her temperament is still unsettled. Don't argue with her, be more considerate of her."

Ling Jinxing's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes slightly raised, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Give in? Of course I will give in to her."

She deliberately emphasized the word "let", as if each word contained a tremendous force.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Fuquan with a smile that concealed a knife, yet was so beautiful that it made people's heart flutter. "Of course I won't bother with a child."

Zhou Fuquan frowned slightly, as if he felt something but couldn't grasp it.

"But I feel like she seems to be somewhat hostile towards me. She even said...if she hadn't taken the initiative to give in, the position of Mrs. Zhou would have been hers."

Ling Jinxing sighed in feigned helplessness, a cunning glint in her eyes, "Perhaps, in her heart, I am not qualified to be her sister-in-law."

Zhou Fuquan's expression froze when he heard this, and he pursed his lips, "Tingmei, don't listen to her nonsense. Without feelings between us, there is nothing. No matter what she does, it can't affect our relationship." His tone was firm, but with a barely perceptible tremor.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jinxing curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

She moved slightly, and an invisible evil spirit instantly spread out, heading straight for Zhou Fuquan.

Zhou Fuquan felt a tightness in his waist, as if thousands of needles were pricking him, and the pain was so severe that he almost fell to his knees.

However, the next moment, the evil spirit receded like the tide.

Zhou Fuquan covered his waist and squatted on the ground in pain, his face as pale as paper.

"You...what's wrong with you?" Ling Jinxing leaned over and asked with pretended concern, but his eyes were full of indifference and amusement.

"No...it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." Zhou Fuquan endured the pain and stood up. He wanted to go to the hospital for a checkup, but found that the sudden pain had disappeared without a trace. "Maybe I've been too tired from work lately." He forced a smile, trying to hide his embarrassment.

At this moment, Xu Miaomiao's crisp voice came from outside the door, "Brother Quan, you're back? Why didn't you come to see me? I'm so bored alone, my phone is sparking!" Her voice was full of grievance and coquettishness, but also concealed an imperceptible provocation.

Zhou Fuquan turned gracefully and strode towards the door. As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he subconsciously raised it and gently rubbed the top of Xu Miaomiao's head. "Hey, little girl, you're so old, but you're still as clingy as a koala?" He had a doting smile on his face, his eyes full of indulgence.

Xu Miaomiao's eyes curved into crescents upon hearing this, and her sweet smile seemed to melt an iceberg. "Of course, Brother Quan, you said you'd love me forever," she said, winking playfully. Her eyes flickered towards Ling Jinxing, who was standing not far away, a look of defiance and pride in her eyes.

Then, her little hand slid down and tightly grasped Zhou Fuquan's wrist, saying coquettishly, "Come, come, Brother Quan, let me show you the good stuff I found especially for you from Country M! I guarantee you'll like it."

Zhou Fuquan responded with a smile, and the movement of closing the door seemed particularly brisk.

"Oh, our Miaomiao has really grown up. She even knows to bring gifts for her brother." The two smiled at each other, full of tacit understanding and warmth, and then left talking and laughing, leaving Ling Jinxing standing there alone.

Ling Jinxing raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of amusement and disdain flashing in her eyes. "Oh, is this the start? It seems my claim to sovereignty is just a trivial trick for them." She smiled, then stood up and slowly walked to the second-floor railing, overlooking the living room below.

Xu Miaomiao was like a child presenting treasures, taking out various novelties from the suitcase one by one. Every time she took one out, a proud smile appeared on her face.

But when she took out a pair of shorts printed with teddy bear patterns, Ling Jinxing's expression became subtle.

"Can't you buy shorts in China? Or did you deliberately choose such a...childlike style for Zhou Fuquan?" There was a hint of teasing in Ling Jinxing's voice, but there was an imperceptible chill in his eyes.

Xu Miaomiao was about to hand it to Zhou Fuquan when she was interrupted by Ling Jinxing's sudden voice.

She turned her head, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes, but soon returned to her sweet smile. "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? I just thought Brother Quan would like this cute style."

Ling Jinxing chuckled, walked down the stairs slowly, walked in front of the two of them, and looked straight at Xu Miaomiao.

"You should keep the intimate items for your boyfriend. I'll take care of Zhou Fuquan's clothes myself, so you don't have to worry about it."

Her tone was calm, but every word was powerful, and there was a subtle smell of gunpowder in the air.

Zhou Fuquan frowned slightly upon seeing this, but quickly regained his smile. He gently took over the conversation. "You two, stop arguing over such a trivial matter. I appreciate Miaomiao's kindness, but these pants really don't suit me. Your sister-in-law is right. You should keep them for your future boyfriend."

Which kind person would buy pants for another man?

Xu Miaomiao lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito, with a slight tremor, "I'm sorry... It was my negligence. I didn't realize you were married. I didn't have a good sense of boundaries." After she finished speaking, she slowly raised her eyelids, her eyes seemed to be shrouded in moisture, tears flashing in them, she looked so pitiful that made people feel pity.

Seeing this, Zhou Fuquan's heartstrings were involuntarily moved. He hurried forward and comforted her in a soft voice: "Miao Miao, don't be sad, it's no big deal. Just be careful next time and don't take it to heart." He patted her shoulder gently, trying to give her a little warmth and comfort.

Xu Miaomiao sniffed, trying hard not to let the tears fall. She choked and said, "But, I really think that thing is suitable for you, so I couldn't help but buy it. I didn't think too much about it, really... I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I will be more careful in the future." As she spoke, she did not forget to look up at the second floor, her eyes full of apology and uneasiness.

Ling Jinxing stood by the second-floor railing, arms folded across her chest, her eyes cold and penetrating, as if she could see through everything. "Miao Miao, this isn't just something you should be mindful of next time, but something you should always keep in mind. You and Fu Quan are childhood sweethearts, that's true, but in the eyes of outsiders, the boundaries between you must be clear. I don't want our family and your own reputation to be affected by unnecessary misunderstandings."

Her tone was calm but carried an unquestionable majesty, which made Xu Miaomiao shudder.

Ling Jinxing continued, "Remember, no matter what you do, you must consider the consequences and impact. I can let this incident go, but I hope it won't happen again."